"Got guests?" Lance looked at Zhen Fan, and then at the door, there was no movement at the door, and no one knocked on the door. So he turned his suspicious eyes to Zhen Fan again.

"Be patient, Lance!" Zhen Fan nodded his fingers and tapped on the armrest of the seat. Even Helena shook her head and laughed on the side, as if she was laughing at Zhen Fan and Lance.

"Tuk Tuk!" Very crisp knock on the door.

Lance jumped suddenly, like a wound clockwork, and jumped up from his seat, and then walked to the door, and looked out with a cat's eye, and there were two big men in black suits standing outside the doorway. This startled Lance, turned back to Zhen Fan and said, "Two people in black suits, they look vicious, if there is a gun, we can be finished." I said, why would the Modin family give up? It seems that they haven't given up on us with a finger, damn it, Zhen, can we jump from the window? With bed sheets, it's like in a movie! ”

"No, no, Lance, we don't have to do anything, now...... Open the door, they're coming for me! Zhen Fan stood up and said to Lance.

"Well, I hope you're right, and if you're wrong, we're all going to eat guns!" As he spoke, he opened the door suddenly, and then dodged and subconsciously hid behind the door.

There were two big men in black suits standing at the door, they let go of the door, a white-haired old man stood at the door, and then slowly walked in, followed by an old man, this person Zhen Fan knew, the one who talked to him last night.

"Nice to meet you! You must be Fan Zhen. Your characteristics are obvious. It's also easy to recognize! The old man didn't feel a little old, but was in good spirits, and he walked quickly in front of Zhen Fan. Stretched out his hand and smiled, "Isn't it rude for me to come over without saying hello!" ”

Zhen Fan shook his hand gently, nodded, and said with a smile: "Yes, it is indeed very rude." After saying that, he hurriedly sat down on the sofa chair, and did not beckon the old man to sit down.

"Allow me to introduce myself. Diocletian de Moore. That's my name, and the one behind me is Jason Moore, a very loyal companion of mine. Jason Moore. His name was Jason Brill, but ...... He had followed me for so long that he had forgotten his last name and thought he was part of the Moore family. So...... I'll call him Jason Moore. I love the name! ”

The old man spoke to himself, and then sat down without waiting for anyone to greet him. Lance glanced at Zhen Fan on the side, the expression on his face was very strange, and his heart was also extremely frightened. Because the person in front of him is the legendary ruler of the Moore family. And he actually came in person, God, Zhen Ke captured one of the heirs of their family, Grison Mordin, is this to take revenge?

Zhen Fan didn't seem to see him blink. Still looking at the old man with a very casual look, this old man who claimed to be the ruler of the Moore family.

"Zhen!" Helena put her hand on Zhen Fan's hand. He looked at him with some concern. She was also very surprised in her heart, shocked by the arrival of this old man, and shocked by Zhen Fan's attitude towards this old man, she was worried that these people would be unfavorable to Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan patted her hand, then smiled at her, signaling her to rest assured. Then he looked at Diocletian Moore and said, "I know what you are here for, sue me, how are you going to reconcile with me?" Zhen Fan spoke a little slowly, completely looking like he didn't take this old man to heart.

"Yes, you are very smart, you know what I mean by coming, yes, I want to reconcile with you!" Diocletian nodded, then smiled at Zhen Fan, "I know you're very powerful, so I want to reconcile with you, that's the main reason I'm here." So...... Will you reconcile with us? ”

That's a very low posture.

But this is also the Moore family's way of survival, in front of the strong, they show weakness, clamp their tails and behave, in front of the weak, they will show their strong side. It's just showing weakness in front of the strong, this kind of practice has not been done in the Mordin family for many years.

"I arrested your grandson, Grison Mordin, and you are going to reconcile with me for this?" Zhen Fan clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Diocletian with a provocative taste!

"Why not?" Diocletian looked at him, walked over, and then sat opposite Zhen Fan, "If you agree, I will send you a villa in Palm Beach, even ...... We can be neighbors. ”

Lance blinked, he was worried, very worried that Zhen Fan had annoyed the old guy, and then the black suits outside came in with pistols or submachine guns equipped with mufflers and shot at them indiscriminately.

"No, I like Brown Beach, but I don't like to stay in a villa that I've been given away." Zhen Fan stood up and walked in front of Diocletian, who was sitting opposite, with a somewhat condescending posture, "So...... I accept your reconciliation. And I have one more question for you! ”

"Questions? Why are you saying we called Grenson? ”

"No, that's a small matter, it's a choice you make for your own benefit." Zhen Fan shook his head and said, "You may not be willing to answer my question, but I still have something to look forward to!" ”

Sure enough, after Zhen Fan said this, Diocletian seemed much more hesitant, and he was no longer as generous or open-minded as he was when he came in just now.

"You all get out of here!" Diocletian gestured to the black-clad bodyguards.

Zhen Fan also looked at Lance and Helena, and smiled apologetically: "Can you wait for me in my room?" I would like to speak with this Mr. Mordin. ”

"Okay, okay, try to talk about it well, I think reconciliation is also a good note, and...... He doesn't mind if you arrest his grandson, that's a really good idea! Lance said a few words to Zhen Fan with a dance, and then walked unwillingly with Helena towards the room where Zhen Fan was staying.

"This is ......" Zhen Fan looked at Jason Moore who was still in the room, then looked at Diocletian, and shrugged his shoulders, meaning obviously, why Jason is still here.

"He's the closest person I've ever had, if you don't mind...... Diocletian said to Zhen Fan, "I've never had anything to hide from him, so ...... Don't think about it. ”

"Of course I don't mind, because it involves your family's secrets!"

"I know, you want to know why our family has abilities and they're hereditary, right?" Diocletian looked at Zhen Fan with a smile, his face slowly sank, he took a deep breath, and said, "Actually...... If I sue you, and I don't know, will you believe it? ”

"Believe!" Zhen Fan nodded, "I know your abilities, and I can't do anything about you, so concealing it won't do you any good, but it will offend me." You're a smart man, Mr. Moore. ”

"Yes, in the face of the natural law of the jungle, all families must give in in to strength, you have this strength, but ...... But it's not the one we like to deal with. Diocletian said with some emotion, "I also want to find out the reason for us, but for more than a hundred years, many things have been lost, including some very hidden things in the family, so ...... If you want to figure this out, then count me in, I'm going to cooperate! ”

"It's funny!" Zhen Fan laughed dryly.

"No, it's not a joke!" Diocletian looked at Zhen Fan with some sternness, "I really want to find out why." We sometimes live in the dark for long periods of time. We rely on these special abilities to grab wealth, but we have to keep these abilities hidden in the dark, and if I had a choice, I would rather my family members don't have such abilities. This will develop them to rely only on this ability to do what they want to do! ”

"Isn't that bad?" Zhen Fan shrugged his shoulders, "It's easier to grab wealth in this way, and it can strengthen your family's strength, killing two birds with one stone." ”

"But...... It will also expose our family to the world, and it will be a jealous ability, so we will face a society and a country that does not fit in. We have to keep a low profile in order to survive, and now this state is gradually lost, especially the younger generation, who will sooner or later be killed by their special abilities. Diocletian shook his head with a wry smile.

"Well, that's all we can talk about!" Zhen Fan nodded, walked slowly to the door, and then opened the door. It's the rhythm of driving people. In Miami, Zhen Fan may be the only one who treats Diocletian like this. But Diocletian was not angry at all, but with a smile on his face, he slowly got up, and walked to the door, just about to walk out of the door, but stopped, turned to look at Zhen Fan: "Will there be sequelae of the reconciliation between us?" ”

"No, I promise!" Zhen Fan nodded and made a gesture to please go out.

"Goodbye, Zhen, you're an interesting person!"

"You too!"

Diocletian smiled, nodded, and walked out of the room, Jason Mordin following closely behind him, and then heard the sound of Zhen Fan closing the door.

"You're still too polite to him!" Jason walked behind and said.

"You're welcome?" Diocletian smiled, "I don't think it's polite at all, it's a great way to build friendship, isn't it?" Sue William, try to make Grayson in prison as comfortable as possible. After all, he is still my grandson and one of the heirs of the Modin family! ”

"I'll do it!" Jason nodded, and the group quickly disappeared into the end of the hallway.

After there was no more sound, the door of Zhen Fan's room opened, Lance poked his head out, looked at both sides, and there was really no one, so he quickly went out, followed by Helena, and the two of them entered the room where Zhen Fan was.

"Zhen, I think I admire you a little!" Helena said with a smile.

"I admire it very much!" Lance also said something. (To be continued......)