The Duke's little ancestor slipped away again

"Does anyone else have questions?"

"Very good. Since everyone is fine, let's just decide this matter."

buzz~

Just as Vaughan was about to get up and leave, the phone in his hand began to vibrate, and Tas's name kept jumping on the screen.

"I'm Vaughn."

"Sir, the outside of the villa is under attack."

"Where's Madame?"

Although he had already made arrangements, he would always get nervous unconsciously whenever the little girl was involved.

"The housekeeper took his wife to the safe house. The other party's people tried to destroy the communication facilities of the villa, but our people have intercepted it."

Tas glanced at Rocks, who was sitting on the window sill, holding a computer in his hand. Lines of unintelligible characters were passing quickly on the screen. He started to feel dizzy after just one glance.

"Tell Rocks to reveal some flaws when it's safe, otherwise you won't be able to play."

After hanging up the phone, Vaughn turned over his phone to find the surveillance footage of the villa and stared at it intently.

"Do you need help?"

Hearing the sound of gunfire coming from the mobile phone, Wen Geli expressed her stance directly.

"Mr. President, do you think this group of people who attacked the villa on the mountainside will succeed in the end?"

Vaughn ignored Wingery and looked directly at Mr. President sitting on the main seat. The meaning was obvious.

"Looking at the Duke sitting here so calmly, I guess they have little chance of success. After all, the Duke holds all the Junhuo lifeblood of the entire F country. Are you right? Wen Geli?"

Mr. President's words were clearly telling Wengli that Vaughn was a dangerous existence.

"The Mowen family has been in charge of Junhuo for nearly a hundred years. If they really had any ideas, they wouldn't wait until now."

Wen Geli is very smart and lives a very transparent life. In fact, if she could, she would rather be a woman like Mu Mu, find a man who treats her better than herself, and live her life in an ordinary way.

"Sir, someone has already crossed the first line of defense."

Tas's voice came from the mobile phone, and in the surveillance video, Tas was looking up at the camera above.

"Don't let anyone enter the villa. The lawn and banana trees in the yard were newly transplanted by Madam." The little girl will be angry if she breaks it.

"Don't worry, my lord."

"Sister-in-law likes banana trees? I have a pink banana tree newly cultivated by the masters. I will send a few over later."

There is a tens of thousands of square meters of manor under Wen Geli's name, which was given to her by the old president when she was born. Now it is not only filled with roses, lavender and tulips, but also many sycamores, oaks and sycamores of different colors. Banana tree.

The master gardeners in the manor were recruited by Wen Geli from all over the world. They combined their personal strengths to make up for the weaknesses of others and took care of the manor like the disappeared Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

"The little girl may not like the color you gave me. How about I take her to your manor one day? But she liked the coral you gave me last time and has already put it in her glass flower room."

After careful inspection, the red coral was finally delivered to Mu Mu. Seeing joy, Mu Mu directly waved her hand and asked people to move into her flower room. As for why she didn't put it into the villa, Mu Mu gave the reason - —Coral goes better with flowers and plants.

Vaughan, who has always doted on his wife, naturally said whatever she said was as long as she was happy.

"Better say goodbye. I'm afraid my manor will disappear from the map after you guys take a tour. After all, you dote on your sister-in-law so much."

Wen Geli quickly refused. There were many novel things in her manor, and she didn't want them to be robbed.

"Then lend me your gardener for a month."

"I can lend you half, but more than that." After all, my manor still needs someone to take care of it.

"Row."

Vaughn agreed readily. He didn't expect to really borrow all the people, half of them would be enough.

Mid-level villa——

"Brother, they say that Duke Vaughn's mountainside villa is made of iron and steel. I don't think it's anything more than that."

A man in his twenties, wearing comfortable light-colored camouflage clothing, glanced disdainfully in the direction of the villa.

"Don't take it lightly. We were able to get in so smoothly. I always feel like something is wrong. There seems to be something weird somewhere."

The obviously older man looked around with confusion.

"Brother, you said he is a duke. Not only does he have mercenaries at home, but he also keeps a large number of guns and ammunition. What do you think he wants to do?"

"If you're so curious, why don't you ask him yourself?"

Brando and his men came out from opposite them and surrounded them both.

"Are you the King of Hell asking for your life?"

"Yo? Do you know me?"

Brando took a step closer and stood in front of the older man.

"I saw you killing someone many years ago."

The man calmly put away the gun in his hand and did not resist at all. After all, you don't have as many bullets as others, nor are you as fast as others.

"Then the fact that you can still stand here and talk to me is your fault."

"It was just a fluke."

"Brother, who is the king of hell asking for life?"

"He is the man you have always admired, the king of the underground - Brando."

"Let's go and take you to a place suitable for talking."

"Although it is very unreasonable, I still want to say, can you let my brother go?"

"Sorry, no."

Council Chamber——

"My lord, I caught two rabbits."

"Send me a photo."

Looking at the photo sent by Tas, Vaughan reached out and handed the phone to Asim who was standing behind him.

Asim understood and projected the photo directly onto the huge screen in the parliament hall.

"Everyone, come and see who spent this unjust money, eh?"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally they all carefully turned their eyes to Mr. President on the main seat, because they had met these two people in the presidential palace more than once.

"Mr. President, won't you explain?"

"As a mercenary, naturally he works for whoever pays for it."

"That's right. Tell Brando to stop after you've had enough fun. If you stay in the safe house for a long time, Madam will make trouble again."

"Good boss."

On the huge screen, the surveillance picture changed from four to eight, and then from eight to sixteen... Finally, Vaughn finally found the picture he wanted in a very small corner.

The screen was maximized, with a forest in the background, gunshots everywhere, and people wearing light-colored camouflage uniforms falling down constantly. Although they were not fatally injured, they could no longer participate in the battle.

"You can make trouble for me if you want, but you must ask clearly in advance to see if my people are someone you can afford to mess with. Although I have begun to cultivate myself now, it does not mean that they can also do this. Licking on the tip of a knife People who are bloody are most excited when people keep coming to die.”

The scene was too bloody, so Vaughn simply turned it off.

"Mr. President, you have repeatedly challenged my bottom line, so let me see what is your trump card?"

"Sir, they have prepared rocket launchers..."