A New Character Every Month

In less than 2 minutes, several squads of soldiers rushed into the villa and controlled his bodyguards and servants.

Chapter 85 Class A Most Wanted

Bang!

The door to the study where Harris was slammed open.

A middle-aged officer walked in with a group of soldiers

"Mr Harris."

The middle-aged officer looked at Harris, who was standing in the center of the room, and said, "Can you tell us the whereabouts of the undead ghost now?"

"you……"

Harris said half in fear and half in anger: "You are breaking the law and using military power for private use. I am a big taxpayer of the federal government, and this is my private territory. You break in without an arrest warrant, and I will definitely I'll sue you!"

The officer stretched out his hand, took a low card from a soldier behind him, and placed it in front of Harris brightly.

"This is the warrant you want."

he said coldly.

At Harris' cue, the housekeeper stepped forward and took a look at the arrest warrant.

After more than ten seconds, the butler nodded to Harris with an ugly expression.

Seeing this, Harris' already angry expression became even more angry.

He did not expect that the Ministry of Defense would be so maddened.

You must know that it took less than half an hour from the beginning of the live broadcast to the present, and the nearest army was nearly half an hour away from his manor.

That is to say, at the beginning of the live broadcast, the army was already coming to his manor, and this arrest warrant was obviously completed on the way.

"he has gone."

Harris said with an ugly face.

"Mr Harris."

The middle-aged officer said with a serious expression: "He is not an ordinary person, but a Class A wanted criminal of our Federation. If you hide something, then..."

The officer did not continue to say the following words, but the meaning of the threat was beyond words.

"Ha ha."

Harris said displeasedly: "If you don't believe me, go to the surveillance, there is no need for me to hide this kind of thing."

The middle-aged officer waved his hand, and several soldiers turned around and took a servant out of the room, without any scruples about Harris' increasingly ugly face.

"Mr. Harris, how much do you know about undead ghosts?"

The middle-aged officer asked again.

"do not know."

Harris snorted coldly.

"I don't know, you will let him live stream on your platform?"

"Humph."

Harris said: "Just relying on his live broadcast can give my TV network several times more traffic, isn't that enough?"

The middle-aged officer asked again, "Then how did you know him?"

"I only saw him for the first time today. You should be able to find this easily. I don't know anything about him except that his name is Lin Zian."

Harris said coldly.

"Lin Zian?"

The middle-aged officer's expression froze.

Information that he didn't know.

All the while, they didn't know the real name of the undead ghost.

"Thank you for your cooperation!"

The middle-aged officer smiled at Harris and turned to leave.

half an hour.

Harris walked out the window and watched the troops gradually withdrawing from the manor, his face covered with frost.

"gentlemen."

The housekeeper came to him, handed over a mobile phone, and said respectfully, "It's Hansen."

Hades breathed a sigh of relief and took the call.

It seems that there should be progress on Hansen's side, and finally there is good news.

He said, "Why, he's already home?"

"I'm so sorry, sir."

Hansen's voice was a little low: "I lost it."

......

late.

West End.

After eating, the lame old man went back to the workbench to repair the electrical appliances.

The noise from time to time outside interfered with his concentration.

He looked up and shook his head boringly: "Fortunately I didn't buy war bonds."

Although he hadn't watched the live broadcast during the day, he knew something.

However, these did not affect him much, although he was also curious about the identity of the undead ghost.

But compared to this, he prefers the large Otto bills that can make a crisp sound.

That is the most beautiful sound in the world.

Especially next, he will get a lot of money Otto.

He had even figured out what to do with the money.

Time to try your luck again.

The lame old man thought to himself.

Originally, with the money he sold to others for so many years, it was enough for him to move out of this poor security area, and even go to the southern area, known as the home of the middle class, to buy a nice house.

But helplessly, since the first time he came into contact with gambling in the West District, he couldn't stop.

That feeling of going from hell to heaven in an instant is so wonderful, so wonderful!

The only pity is that he lost money several times when he was about to make a fortune.

But he believed it was just his own bad luck.

This time...

This time, he will definitely be able to win it back with profit.

Get rid of the current life completely and become a real "superior person".

Thinking about it, the lame old man's mood is even happier.

Even repairing electrical appliances is a little faster.

despair!

despair!

despair!

Suddenly, a strange voice sounded from beside him.

"what sound?"

The lame old man looked left and right, and finally found that the place where the sound came out seemed to be under the table in front of him.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he squatted down and looked sideways.

Resolutely found that it was a pocket watch, it seemed to be firmly glued to the back of the table by something.

The style of the pocket watch he had never seen before.

The time is also displayed on it, which seems to be a countdown.

"00:00::07."

"00:00::06."

"00:00::05."

"Who stuck this?"

The lame old man frowned. He was very sure that there was no such pocket watch under the table.

When he reached out his hand to take the pocket watch, he found that the time on it had already returned to zero.

Boom!

A violent energy surged out of the pocket watch, instantly blasting the lame old man out of the store.

Countless flames flew across the store.

In an instant, it became a raging fire.

Set the whole shop on fire.

Hearing the explosion, the shopkeepers of the surrounding stores closed the door firmly, and then quietly watched the situation outside through the gap.