England 1986

Chapter 377 Please forgive him

Allen lowered his head, looked at the dazed and dumbfounded Karami, and asked with a smile, "Ms. Karami, do you like this birthday present?"

Kalami held the piece of paper blankly, and suddenly realized, how could such a thing appear in Allen's hand?

He just said that his men picked it up?
How could such a thing be picked up casually?
Thinking of the tragedy when my sister had an accident on the phone, she was trapped in the car and burned to death!
Under what circumstances would she be trapped in the car and unable to get out?

What kind of pain and despair did she experience at that time?

She wasn't in an accident, it was murder!

Thinking of this, Karami stroked the cheek of Andrew who had died in his arms.

These two are their close relatives. A few days ago, the three of them were eating together, discussing plans, and planning a bright future together.

now what.
All gone.

Raising his head, Karami looked at Alan still with that smiling expression.

Seeing this expression again now, Karami could not think of any other thoughts at all, only endless fear.

"You arranged it?! You killed her! You are murdering Alan. You are too vicious and you forced Andrew to death. You are not afraid of Your Highness."

"Ha ha!"

Allen didn't wait for Karami to finish speaking, raised the samurai sword in his right hand slightly, and slashed towards Karami's face. When the blade approached, Karami screamed loudly again in fright, kicking his legs no longer Ignoring Andrew in her arms, she squatted on the ground as if fleeing for her life, and moved back to avoid it.

Allen stopped his hand in time, and used his ingenuity to shake the blade slightly. This samurai sword is very well made. The blood stains just stained with it were shaken by him like blood lines, and he threw Kara directly. With a face full of rice, the blade of the blade became cold and smooth again.

Looking at the terrified Karami, Allen snorted coldly: "Trash. Why dare you come out to play if you are so afraid of death?"

What is a political struggle?
It's not just rights, there are others!
Just like now, Allen just wants to scare Karami, not only to scare her, but also to cut off her wings before she gains power.

For Annibell and Andrew, Allen did not hesitate to strike.

Although Boss Cha said that Karami herself should not be moved, but Allen only needs to cut off her wings and leave a deep impression on her heart. In the future, everyone will ignore each other, and that will be fine.

This is the best result Allen can do right now.

Don't say that you don't provoke each other, or wait for others to mess with you before fighting back.

In the world of adults, sometimes opportunities are fleeting. When others are full-fledged, they may not know what they are about to face.

In Allen's mind, at any time, taking the initiative to attack is better than passive defense.

Make yourself into a vicious character, shock Karami, and make her afraid of seeing herself in her life.

From now on, every time she wants to move herself, she has to think about the tragic consequences of today and see if she can bear it.

As for her going to Boss Cha to complain and blow the pillow.

Hehe, Allen had already thought of a way to deal with it.

Just like the two of them are now, from today onwards, the conflict will be on the surface. As long as Allen doesn't admit it publicly, no one can do anything about him. Besides, he is backed by the queen now, so I'm afraid.

Since Boss Cha knew that Alan and Karami had such an irreconcilable conflict, under such circumstances, no matter what Karami told him about Alan, Boss Cha would discount it in his heart first.

With his right hand, he stabbed the samurai sword downwards, and the tip of the knife was stuck on the lawn. Allen held the handle of the knife with both hands, and just looked down at Karami who was scared to retreat, then turned his head with a smile, and looked not far away Karami's two children.

"!!!"

"what!"

Karami looked at Alan looking at her child, screamed again, mustered up the courage to stand up, ignoring the dirt on her body, and opened her arms. She didn't know what she was blocking, but she just blocked Alan like this. In front of Lun.

Just before Allen dueled with Andrew, he also looked at Andrew with such a smiling eyes!

Then Andrew was just watched by her, and was stabbed to death by Allen in front of her eyes.

Now the devil looked at his child with this look again!

Karami glanced at the two policemen next to him. Both policemen were confused now.

In just a few minutes, the two of them just stood by and did nothing, and that Andrew just died.
The murderer was an aristocratic lord. They didn't even dare to arrest people. The main reason was that they had never experienced such a thing. Anyone would be confused. As for Karami now, who cares about her?
Glancing at the two fearful policemen with resentment, Karami's expression changed, no longer the resentment just now, with a hint of pleading on his face, and softly said to Alan: "Alan, you have already killed Andrew, that's enough! Tom is just a child, His Highness is still his godfather, you can't touch him, please spare him"

Karami has two children, a boy and a daughter.

The boy is already this year, only a few years younger than Alan.

This guy is called Tom, the godfather is Boss Cha, and in Daying, the meaning of godfather
It's the godfather, it's the backer!
Of course Allen knew about this. Not only did he know about this Tom, he even once doubted about this Tom's origin.

But later, as William and Harry grew up, Ellen spent several years getting along with them.

Gradually, it was discovered that starting from the Queen, the beauty of the British royal family declined.

Although Prince Philip was also a handsome boy when he was young, this is not as good as the appearance of the British royal family.
Totally useless.

Boss Cha is an example. Whether it is Boss Cha or Princess Anne, they all have the iconic pointed nose and buck teeth.

It's okay that it's not too obvious when you're young. This feature will become more and more obvious as you get older.

And Boss Cha also has a Mediterranean hairstyle.

As for William and Harry, as they grew up, their pointed noses and buck teeth were exactly the same as those of Boss Cha.

With such an obvious feature, there is no need for a paternity test.

And this Tom...hehe.

There is no pointy nose or buck teeth at all, but his eyes are very similar to Andrew.

Thus.
Since there is no problem with his identity, Allen can use Tom as a target with peace of mind.

"Hmph, are you using your highness to suppress me? Don't forget, I am still the guardian of William and Harry."

When Karami saw that Alan's eyes were still fixed on Tom, and he revealed the identities of William and Harry's guardians, Karami couldn't help feeling a little bit numb.

The current Allen, in Karami's mind, is roughly equivalent to a lunatic, or that kind of cruel and cunning lunatic.

He specifically mentioned William and Harry now because he was afraid that he would play tricks on them?
"No, no, no Tom, let him go."

Although Karami was terrified of facing Alan, she still explained in a low voice. She understood what Alan meant. Outsiders could not understand this sentence, but she believed that Alan could definitely understand it!
While talking, Karami felt itchy on his face, subconsciously wiped his face with his hands, looked at his hands, it was red and sticky, it was Andrew's blood.

Looking at the blood on her hands with trembling, she remembered that Allen had just thrown all the blood on the knife onto her face.

"Hmph, as your sister wrote, be your mistress honestly. If you dare to think otherwise, I'll come to you next time. It won't be as simple as it is today."

Allen snorted coldly, as if satisfied with Karami's soft clothes, took off the other white glove on his left hand, and wiped his dusty right hand.

The samurai sword was stuck on the ground like this, and Allen didn't move. Instead, he beckoned to let the two policemen come over.

Anyone who kills often knows that it is easy to kill but difficult to dispose of a corpse.

Although experienced people know the truth of throwing far away and burying near, but this is downtown London, so you can't throw it into the Thames, right?
so.
After killing people, these two cops are very useful.

"You...go and call, take his body away, and the rest is none of your business."

The two policemen were sweating profusely. After listening to Allen's instructions, they rushed to the police car on the side of the road to make a phone call as if they were pardoned.

It's too depressing here, watching this murderer, but can't catch him, this wife and child who openly threatened the victim, the only sliver of justice left, prompted them to bow their heads and pretend to be cowardly. I dare not fart.

It is not that there are no nobles in London. There are dozens of nobles in London, large and small, who are resident and have fiefdoms.

But the man in front of him is the most brutal and cold-blooded these two police officers have ever seen in their careers!
Right now, as long as they can let them escape, they will be content. For the rest, call the higher-ups first. Anyway, the surrounding area has long been under martial law by this master’s subordinates, and there is no media. Relatively speaking, this is a good thing. The difficulty of their police work has been greatly reduced.

Glancing at the policeman who was trotting to make a call, Allen looked at the two tanks that had been blocking the door for several days and made great contributions.

Hmm. Since you have made merit, I will reward you with a big maintenance.

"When will the tank be repaired?"

Seeing Alan ask them, the two bodyguards who have been "repairing tanks" these days glanced at each other.

This thing isn't broken at all, that's what they say.
Can it be fixed anytime?
Doesn't this ruin the face of your boss?

The smarter bodyguard next to him looked around, lowered his voice and said softly: "Boss, when do you think it will be repaired?"

"I think it can be fixed now."

"Then as you wish, we will go in and repair now."

"Well, after it is repaired in a while, you can go directly to the Rolls-Royce store in London, let this police car clear the way for you, and go and do some maintenance on our tank along the way. It's not easy to come to London."

Don't underestimate this Cromwell tank. This later model was replaced with an engine provided by Rolls-Royce. Although it has been used for nearly half a century, it should go to a Rolls-Royce store for maintenance. If you have to go, tell me if this belongs to your family!
Just taking advantage of the news that Annabelle was burned to death in Rolls-Royce these two days, he caused trouble for Rolls-Royce.

Although everyone talked about cooperation last year, Allen also bought Bentley from the other party.

But now that Bentley has been acquired, there are only a few ultra-luxury car brands in the whole of Great Britain, and now everyone is a competitor!
You Rolls-Royces are already unsafe. Now if you can’t even maintain an old-fashioned Rolls-Royce engine, don’t blame Master Allen for writing a small essay to blackmail you.

On the way back to the manor, Allen looked at his slender right hand in a daze.

The feeling of cutting people. Really cool!

Not only did it sweep away his depression these days, but it even made Allen feel a sense of pride.

It made Allen, who was a little lazy, even have the energy to fight.

It's no wonder that as long as soldiers who have been on the battlefield survive, their temperament is different from that of ordinary people.

Allen feels a little bit like this now.

If he went back a few more years, back to the nineteenth or eighteenth century, it would be like that. Given the social situation at that time, duels were more common.

In that kind of environment, you can make up any reason, you can duel with someone, and after you kill the opponent, you can still grab their property openly, tsk.
Thinking about it, I yearn for it. No wonder that although duels were not banned later, there were many people who resisted. There are too many duels, and the society is unstable!
If everyone had a character like Allen and dueled in Great Britain every day, there would be no need to talk about external expansion. They would always fight in the den and everyone would die.

After a beeping sound, Xiao Shitou picked up the phone on the co-pilot, nodded and said yes twice, and handed the phone to Allen.

"Master Huth's butler's phone number."

"Ok!"

Allen didn't take it seriously, held the phone to his ear, and said into the phone, "Hut? Tell me something."

"Young master, the servant of the Spencer family came to the manor just now, and the old earl passed away in the early hours of this morning."

"Um???"

Allen froze for a few seconds before realizing that it was old Earl Spencer who died!

Last year, I heard from Spencer that his father was going to die, and he was bedridden all the time. I didn't expect to procrastinate until now.

Now their family sends servants to report the funeral early in the morning.

Hey.
Allen sighed, there was nothing sad about this thing, he didn't have much contact with the old earl, but...
With his death, wouldn't the news of the past few days be taken away?

The quasi-national father-in-law died, and the media had to report it to some extent.

I am also planning to get a Rolls-Royce.

This old guy died at the wrong time, can't you wait a few more days before dying? !

Grass is gone!

"What did you say? Allen killed Andrew in the street? Annibell did it too?"

Boss Zha was in the Privy Council early in the morning, listening to the discussions of several ministers.

Just finished a meeting.

Now that he just walked out of the conference room, Boss Zha's face turned pale when he heard the report from his followers. What's going on? !

Many people have the impression of the royal family as mascots and feel that they have no rights.

But this is all lies!

Just because the queen doesn't mind her own business doesn't mean she has no rights!
Boss Zha is an upright and vigorous man in his prime. He is very concerned about political affairs. Basically, when he does not need to attend events, he is either resting at Highgrove Manor or discussing matters in the Privy Council.

(End of this chapter)