1980: C1980 This Face Is Worth Millions of Dollars

C1980 This Face Is Worth Millions of Dollars

Yang Bo looked at Ferri, and he could not help but frown, why would Her Majesty The Queen pass this message to him?

Could it be that the Her Majesty The Queen wanted him to fight against the Bruch Clan? Was she trying to provoke a dispute?

Ferri seemed to have seen through what Yang Bo was thinking and he couldn't help but laugh: "Did that old woman send you a message?"

Yang Bo maintained his composure and shook his head.

Ferri continued: "You probably don't know, she just fell and went to the hospital, even if she drank the medicine for prolonging her life, she would probably lose her life this time!"

Yang Bo stared at him with a face full of shock. He had been thinking about this matter for the past two days, and the last time Ferri came and asked, no one came to look for him. He thought that the Bruch Clan had tacitly been used to extend the life of the Her Majesty The Queen!

After hearing what Ferri said, he immediately understood that the other party had not given up, and was trying to find another way!

When a person reaches middle age, their body and internal organs will gradually age. By the time they reach a certain age, their internal organs have already aged to a certain extent. Any injury will cause the life of the body's organs to decrease.

This way, even if Her Majesty The Queen consumed the medicinal wine, she would only be able to cancel it out!

Seeing Yang Bo's change in expression, Ferri laughed, "I wasn't the one who did this, don't glare at me!"

Yang Bo remained silent. The Her Majesty The Queen had obviously guessed the truth, or else she would not have used such a method.

Yang Bo snorted coldly, his heart filled with impatience. He had just been too preoccupied with his own worries, if he suddenly went to the headquarters of the Junker Tribe, he might not even be able to return. Although this Her Majesty The Queen was old, she was not stupid at all, she was actually extremely shrewd!

Ferri stared at Yang Bo and laughed: "It's really not easy to make a move on you, so I can only make a move on you from that old woman's body."

"However, I also know that Mr Yang was previously assassinated by a person from the Junker Tribe, and the person in question has already been captured. If Mr Yang can't calm down, then take it out on me!"

Yang Bo's heart was moved, he immediately snorted: "Does Mister Bruch think that I'm too scared to make a move?"

Ferri laughed: Mr Yang, why are you doing this, aren't we chatting very well? If Mr Yang is willing to let go, I will definitely give you some compensation! "

Yang Bo shook his head, "There's no need for compensation, I need to go to the Juncker headquarters!"

Ferri was also unconcerned, "Then let's leave it to the Mr Yang, I've come to visit the Mr Yang today and will also pay a visit to the hospital, I don't know anything else."

With that, Ferri stood up and left.

Yang Bo did not speak, but he understood Ferri's intentions. The other party had allowed him to go to the Junker Headquarters to seek revenge, although he did not understand why the other party would tolerate him in this way, Yang Bo understood one thing, Ferri did not care about those assassins at all.

Since Ferri had given him the chance, Yang Bo would naturally not let it go.

Yue Junyao immediately followed along, "I'll go with you!"

"No need, I'm fine alone. I'm only looking for trouble this time, and I can't kill them all. Since they're giving me face, I can't leave them all alone." Yang Bo said.

Yue Junyao thought for a moment, then said: "It's just a mere assassination organization, I'll be going. This is nothing, I'm just afraid that someone happened to be in there with Bruch Clan, it will be troublesome at that time."

"It's fine, I'm alone, it's easier to come back." Yang Bo said.

Although Yue Junyao was worried about Yang Bo's safety, seeing that he had made up her mind, she could only nod her head, "Then pay more attention."

Yang Bo got on the car and left. The Junker headquarters was in London, and was not far from here. In less than half an hour, Yang Bo had already arrived.

Junker's headquarters was on the fifth block, one of many in London, no different from the others, except for a bar on the corner, which was no different from any other bar.

At this time, it was noon. The bar had just opened and the waiters were currently cleaning it. Everyone was chatting and their movements weren't very fast. This was because the bar only had business at night.

Maxwell was a bartender. He should have been working in the afternoon, but there was a batch of new wine in the bar that had arrived.

After tidying up a little, Maxwell no longer had any employees left, he could only sit behind the counter and chat with everyone.0

"Hey, Jack, there was a girl on the dance floor yesterday. She had a really great figure. You didn't come yesterday, so you missed it!"

"There are so many extremely well-built girls, and all of you are only watching. As for me … Tsk tsk, I've tasted it before! "

"Jack, all you know how to do is boast. After coming to the bar for so long, I still haven't seen you asking a girl to go back. Can you tell us who you are meeting today?"

"Look at Maxwell, he's the groom every night!"

Laughter came from the bar.

Maxwell laid on the stage, a smile on his face, allowing them to speak, not refuting or admitting it, he seemed to enjoy this moment of tranquility.

The pub opened, but there were no lights inside. Maxwell suddenly felt his vision dim, he raised his head and saw someone walk in, that person blocked the sunlight outside.

"Hey, man, we don't open until five in the afternoon, and we can't entertain you right now!" Jack said loudly as he wiped the table.

As if he hadn't heard, the man walked in, skirted the crowd, and headed straight for the bar.

Closer up, Maxwell could finally see the person's face clearly. That person was actually Asian, with a skinny body and no strength, he even felt that he could send the person flying with a single fist!

"Give me a Hellfire!" Someone came.

Maxwell did not move, and laughed: "Lad, didn't you hear it? It's not open yet, so I can't make you a drink. "

The man looked up and said, "You have a way, I believe!"

Maxwell stared at the other party in amusement. He seemed to have sensed that the other party was not here to drink, but was instead here to cause trouble.

"It's not business time right now, I need to pay more to make the wine for you." Maxwell thought for a while, then said.

"How much?" the man asked.

Maxwell smiled and said, "One hundred thousand! If you give me one hundred thousand, I will make wine for you!"

"Alright!" That person directly answered.

Maxwell was dumbstruck, he did not think that the other party would actually agree to it, but he would not fall for it so easily, "You must first hand over the money, or else I will not believe you will take out the one hundred thousand!"

The person laughed, "Is that so? If you can get a clear look, my face is worth millions! "

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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