Super Golden Eye

Richard also thinks this explanation is more reasonable: "It seems to be like this, Renault, you are already an adult, so you don't want to ask too much about you when you are a father.

With the strength of our family, in the entire North America, there are not a few companies that dare to play the black hand! It seems that this time, you are in trouble.

If you can, quit early and Dad will help you walk around. It's a big deal to spend a little more money to make this matter even.

If you are blindly obsessed, you may not only suffer from yourself in the end, but the entire family will suffer great losses! "

Renault was a little lost: "I...I will think about it again, and I will give you an answer tomorrow."

Richard knew that he could not be forced too tightly: "Then I will wait for your decision and hope not to let me down." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Putting away the phone, Renault walked back with an ugly face, and Livings asked: "What's the matter?"

Renault said: "The butler Anderson is dead, and the one who came is a fake. Let's go, let's go in and talk about it."

When they returned to the villa, Fang Miaomiao and Song Mengting were helping with cooking in the kitchen. Fang Yang sat on the sofa and listened to Xu Meng's talk about the strange and interesting things that happened after they got here.

Having been frustrated in front of Fang Yang twice in a row, the Constellation Fighter, who was above and above him from time to time, obviously had a great convergence.

After sitting down, Renault said to Yang, "Mr. Fang, the person who came just now is not my butler. The real Anderson has already died in a car accident on the way."

Fang Yang was not surprised. It was not the first time he encountered a similar thing: "Oh, it seems that the enemy knows everyone very well. When can I send the things I want?"

Renault replied: "It is already on the way, and it will be delivered before twelve o'clock tomorrow."

Fang Yang calculated the time: "Before twelve o'clock? In addition to the time of running back and forth, you should be able to enter the castle at noon, the time is right."

After the first battle, Renault's people have been completely convinced, and their names have been more polite: "Mr. Fang, the assassin just now should be a member of the Church of Light. As the most powerful force in the Western world, if you openly confront them, I am afraid……"

Fang Yang glanced at Ella who was sitting across from him: "I did not cause the trouble, and I should be forced to get involved in any way I think. Miss Ella, should you say something happy?"

Ella knew that it was a crucial moment, and Fang Yang was her last bargaining chip. Take a deep breath and say in a sincere tone:

"I'm sorry, it's true that no one wants to see things at this point. Fortunately, as long as Mr. Fang can smoothly resolve the matter in the castle, the crisis will naturally be lifted.

The reason why the Illuminati will help Mark is of course because it has received a large amount of benefits and promises. If Mark dies, they won't get any benefit. Is it necessary to be our enemy? "

Fang Yang reminded: "Don't forget that we have killed five of them just now. Can we really stop it?"

Livings suddenly opened his mouth and said: "As you know, this kind of assassin known as the angel of war is the lowest level existence specially used by the Court of Illumination to do some shameless existence.

If you accept the benefits of others, you must have the consciousness to pay the price. Maybe they will be a little uncomfortable, but they should not embarrass us too much. "

"Since you say that, I don't care." Fang Yang shrugged his shoulders: "Anyway, it's a big deal. I will return to the East. The Church of Light is so powerful that I dare not chase it over there."

Renault and Ella were a little embarrassed, but fortunately, Fang Miaomiao and Song Mengting came out with the dinner plate in time: "Everyone, let's eat something first."

Although the dishes in the outer heat preservation box were basically not affected much, no one knows if they have ever been passive. It's a matter of life, so it's better to be conservative.

Although Fang Miaomiao, Fang Yang, and Xu Meng had eaten just now, there were still seven people outside who hadn't eaten. Except for Song Mengting and Ella, they were all big masters. They must have eaten a lot.

To save worry, Fang Miaomiao prepared a large pot of noodles and made tomato and egg gravy. I also fried a large bowl of beef sauce, topped with shredded watermelon, shredded chili, shredded coriander, sesame sauce, and garlic water.

Everyone helped to move all the food from the dining car to the table, and from a long distance away, they could smell the aroma.

Ella looked at the big pot of white noodles curiously: "Can such clear water noodles have a taste?"

Fang Miaomiao handed her a bowl of noodles, and said with a smile: "Pour the bittern on the noodles, mix well and eat it. This is the bitter noodles we often eat at home in the summer."

Renault and the others happily ate according to Fang Miaomiao's instructions, but Fang Yang didn't say a word. They served some noodles, topped with shredded cucumber, chili string, topped with sesame sauce and garlic water, and ate it.

Fang Miaomiao gave him a white look: "Didn't you eat it? Why did you eat it again? I didn't prepare your portion."

Fang Yang swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten such delicious cold noodles in a long time. Of course, I have to eat more. They are not used to it anyway, and they threw it away."

Renault now respects Fang Yang very much. After eating a bowl of marinated noodles, he also made a bowl of what he learned. After mixing it well, he tasted a bite, and his eyes lit up: "Oh my God! It's so good." have eaten!"

A big bowl of noodles, three mouthfuls bottom out! When everyone else saw it, they all followed. Fang Yang finished eating a bowl of noodles and a large bucket of over-water noodles were all wiped out!

Looking at the satisfied people on the sofa, Fang Yang shook his head: "Oh, this is the gap. Simple noodles will eat you like this. If you stay in the East for a few years, don't you have to be fat?"

Renault also seems to be a foodie:, sighed: "I have heard that Chinese food is delicious, and I have been to several Chinese restaurants, but I don't feel much about it. It's not as good as this ordinary noodle."

Fang Yang said the truth in a single word: "That is because it is to cater to your tastes, so it has become inferior to foreigners, and it is inferior to authentic Chinese food."

Renault said on the spot: "I have a chance in the future, I must go to eat authentic Chinese food!"

Fang Yang was amused by him: "Do you know how many types and dishes there are in Chinese food? I'm afraid you won't be able to eat them all your life!"

"Archbishop Pope, did the plan fail?" When Fang Yang and the others were talking and laughing in the villa, Mark respectfully accompanied a Bishop Pope in a red bishop's uniform in a church with a respectful expression.

Pope said lightly: "Well, the five people of God have returned to heaven and returned to the embrace of our Lord."

Mark was a little anxious: "Master Bishop, what should I do now? If I can't stop them in time, then I will be very passive."

Archbishop Pope was not moved at all: "So what? You donated money, and I sent soldiers. They died for you. Do you think we spent less than 50 million dollars in training them?"

Mark's eyelids twitched, knowing that this old guy was taking the opportunity to rip off again, he took out the cheque book with some pain, swiped and signed a cheque and handed it over:

"Master Bishop, I think your church is in disrepair for a long time, and a new church needs to be built. Mark is willing to give his part."

Pope glanced at the number on the check, one hundred million! A happy smile filled his face suddenly.