Durin, who had just fallen asleep, was called out by Dufo, and it was a little cold on the cliff, and he came down from the stairs with a coat, and Totti walked back and forth anxiously, and a half-old child sat aside. The sound of his footsteps alarmed Totti downstairs, and he immediately greeted him and stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for Durin.

Durin patted his head, drank a little wine at night, and was woken up a little sore when he just fell asleep, he glanced at the child who was sitting in a daze, and his eyes moved to Totti's body, "What do you have to come over in the middle of the night?", for Durin, who has no nightlife, after eight o'clock belongs to the concept of midnight, in fact, his age should be the age of fun, for example, little Flears and the like are not going home as much as possible.

He doesn't have these hobbies, and he can't say that he doesn't have them at all, but he doesn't like them very much. For Durin, Ilian at this time is like a second-tier city in a dream, and the entertainment venues and projects are like a third-tier city. These things can't attract his attention at all, so it's better to go to bed early and get up early to maintain a good body.

Totti wiped the sweat from his face and swallowed, "Do you remember that couple the other day?

Durin's eyes finally brightened a little, and he walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of ice water, "How do you know that old Flears's people did it?"

Totti pointed to the child, "He watched as those men broke into their house and captured the couple, and said that he wanted them to bury the young master. The family had no enemies, and they had a good relationship with their neighbors, so I thought it should have been done by old Fleur, who had just killed his son. As a father, I can understand his pain, so I don't think it's impossible for him to do anything extreme. ”

Durin nodded, "I know about this, you guys go back and rest first, everything will be fine tomorrow." ”

Mopping the floor and stopping, but he saw that Durin had lost the idea of continuing to talk, so he could only sigh and take the child by the hand and walk out of the manor.

After Totti left, Dove, who had not yet slept and walked over with a set of clothes, and Durin glanced at it and thought about it, but changed into it.

This unexpected incident is actually a test for him, if he can bring the couple back, the fame of the hometown association will be spread even within a certain scale. Now it was imperative to find out where old Fleur had taken them, and as long as the men were not dead, he was sure to bring them all back.

"Wake up Ellis, and tell him to go to the bar and ask if old Flair has a warehouse on the other side of the harbor. If so, take someone to see it, and try to search carefully. You, Savi, and I go straight to Forlece's villa, he'd better be there!", Durin patted his hand on his neckline, smiled slightly, and staggered past Dove as he walked out the door, "Take everything with you, I don't want any accidents along the way." ”

At this time, old Fleur was in his villa, he looked a little sloppy now, there were still a few pieces of yellow dirt left on the collar of his white shirt, and his old face looked particularly dull. Hair messy. He sat on a chair with his arms pressed against the back, and not far from him was the couple, who he had been watching for about five or six minutes, without saying a word.

The butler instructed some of his subordinates to spread pieces of waterproof canvas all over the ground, which was the gardener's warehouse, about seventy or eighty square meters, and all kinds of props related to gardening could be seen in the lattices on the walls. For example, wire, twisted pieces of iron, pliers for pruning, shovels and hoes of various sizes.

Seeing that the canvas on the ground was almost spread, old Fleur took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a breath, "My son is dead!", he seemed to be looking at the couple, but he did not have a clear focus in his eyes, and he did not know who he was saying this to, or to himself?

"Actually, I knew, I knew early on that he wouldn't be a great successor. We doted on him so much when he was little that we would satisfy him whatever he wanted, and I remember how shocked and angry I was when he told me he wanted a woman on his thirteenth birthday, even though we were all laughing at the time. From that moment on, I knew he was a waste, a waste who would only eat, drink and have fun. ”

"I don't blame him for all that precious time spent on wine and women, just as I knew him. My indulgence in him has created his character, and it's all my fault. Sometimes I scolded him, I beat him twice a few years ago, I had the luxury of turning his life around, but I failed. I was desperate, I thought I was such a great person, but who would have thought that I would have such a son?"

He took another puff of cigarette, his eyes gradually focused on the husband and wife, and his fists gradually clenched, "No matter how useless he is, no matter how wasteful, it is my son, my son!", old Flears stood up violently, picked up the chair and slammed it on the ground. With a great deal of force, some cyan rolling tendons bulged out on his forehead, and the chair fell apart with a wail.

He kicked the loose chair away, walking back and forth, panting, waving his hands irregularly, his voice became more high-pitched, filled with boundless anger, "That's my son, only I can beat him, scold him, no one can do anything unreasonable to him, but you ......", he strode over to the couple who were chained to two chairs, pointing at them and roaring," But you killed him, and without my permission, you took away my most important family in this world, my most beloved treasure!"

"You all deserve to die!"

Looking at the contorted and terrifying face of old Flears at hand, the woman bit her lip and her eyes glistened with tears. The man was relatively calm, he shook his head, but said nothing.

Old Forleus's chest rose and fell violently, and after a moment he unexpectedly calmed his anger, gathered his hands and brushed back the hair scattered around his sideburns, tilted his head back and closed his eyes. It took him a while to get back to his normal state, he picked up the cigarette butt that had fallen on the canvas, and the cigarette butt that was about to go out became bright again under the action of the air inhalation, and he took another step and poked the cigarette butt hard at the man's forehead, "What are you shaking?

The man's face suddenly turned a little pale, and his eyes looked at old Flair with the same hatred, not because of the torture he was suffering now, but because he remembered his lovely daughter.

Old Flears withdrew his hand and patted his clothes, "You killed my son for three thousand pieces...... You say, 'What should I do with you?'

At this time, the man spoke, "Your son is worth at least three thousand dollars, but my daughter is only worth two thousand, Mr. Folles, your son is worth enough!"

"You confessed?", old Flas actually laughed, "I knew it was you, and lo and behold, he confessed!", he turned his head and looked at the butler standing aside in surprise, "What did I say, they must have done it!", he strode to the lattice with various tools, found a pair of scissors for building branches, walked back, shook his head and said, "No, you can't do it." You can't afford to buy a truck, you can't afford a murderer, who's helping you? Say his name, and I'll give you a good time. ”

Neither of them spoke, and Fuller stepped over to the woman's side, pulled her little finger out with force, and then clamped it with scissors, "All we have tonight is time, you'll tell, I swear!", he strained his hand, and with a tooth-aching squeezing sound, the woman's little finger broke off her palm and fell to the ground. The woman cried out frantically, struggling fiercely.

Old Flears took a step back with satisfaction, pinched the scissors a few times and made a clicking sound, "I respect people who are persistent, I hope you can make me continue to respect them!"

From time to time, a terrible wail erupted from the small warehouse, which drifted away with the wind, but was blocked by the dense vegetation and did not come out.

After about twenty minutes, a very dilapidated looking car stopped outside Villa Folles.

"Check the weapons and bullets, Lao Fu should have gone crazy, everyone be careful. Doolin put on black body armor, making his body look a little strange. The body armor he wore was bought from the police station for money, and in addition to the guns, the police station was not for sale, such as body armor or riot shields, batons, etc., as long as the buyers had money and status, they were also happy to sell.

Such a body armor would be sold for 700 yuan, which was lighter, better defensible against bullets, and more convenient, so Durin bought more than 20 pieces in one go and hung them in the cellar of the manor. He converted the cellar into a weapons warehouse, and put the weapons he had obtained from Turnaire and the ones he had collected here in it.

Du Buddha moved his limbs, a little unaccustomed, this kind of thing is really a bit of a hindrance. But he also knows the role of body armor, and to this point, he is not the worthless street gangster at sunset, and he also cherishes his own life. If he wasn't prepared, he couldn't help it, but if he was prepared, he still chose to wear this body armor.

Savi was carrying a travel bag with weapons and ammunition in it, and it was not convenient to take these things out until the situation was clear. Of course, all three of them have pistols on them, so they can quickly fight back in case of an accident.

And just like that, Durin rang the doorbell of the old Fleur's villa.