"Master......," Lawn called out to Ronan eagerly as soon as he arrived at the door.

After he came to his side and took a breather, Ronan looked at him with a nervous and eager look on his face, and asked suspiciously, "What happened?" Why are you in such a hurry? ”

"Master, something is wrong."

Lawn was undiminished and hurriedly responded: "One of our merchant ships to France was hijacked by a group of international mercenaries, and just now they sent a threatening message to the winery's official website. ”

"When?" Ronan frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice.

"The merchant ship was hijacked probably last night, but it wasn't until I saw that message and communicated with the heads of several other merchant ships that I was able to confirm it."

"What's the message from those mercenaries? Show me. Ronan asked.

"Okay."

Lawne nodded, and quickly put the laptop between his arms on the table, and after opening it, he quickly clicked on a page and moved it to Ronan.

Ronan turned his eyes and saw that it was a message sent to the mailbox on the winery's official website, which read:

Dear Mr. Collins, one of your merchant ships is now in our possession, and if you do not want the business of St. Missy's Winery to be damaged, please come alone tomorrow evening at eight o'clock in the evening to meet us at the abandoned Rosenaar warehouse in the New Jersey port cluster in New York. - Wolf Pack Mercenary Regiment Stay.

After reading this short message, Ronan frowned unconsciously, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to have some conjectures.

But Ronan didn't think much about it, and immediately turned to Lawne and asked, "What is that merchant ship loaded on?" ”

"Several of our merchant ships were loaded with some liquor, but this merchant ship was a precious dry red and dry white that was going to be sent to the Pompido Restaurant Group, with a total valuation of more than 50 million US dollars." Lawne responded quickly.

"We have a total of thirteen merchant ships going to Europe, but this group of mercenaries has hijacked this merchant ship, which shows that they are definitely premeditated, and the purpose is ......?"

As he spoke, Ronan glanced at the information on the computer screen again.

"Their purpose ......"

Raun didn't have to think about it to know what Ronan meant, frowned and said, "It should be you, master." ”

"Yes."

Ronan nodded lightly and said, "Their purpose is obvious, but I don't know what they want from me yet. ”

"If it's just an ordinary merchant ship, just let those Interpol or naval anti-terrorism units go over, so that the winery's tax payment can play a little role. But I don't dare to let those guys mess with this 50,000,000,000 merchant ship, and if they fail, then our losses will be great. It seems ......"

Ronan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I have to go to this 'invitation'. ”

Knowing that Ronan couldn't change his mind once he had made up his mind, Lawne just gave him a worried look, but didn't say anything against his intentions.

After a while, Raun asked aloud: "Master, do you need me to arrange some bodyguards for you to protect you secretly?" ”

"No need."

Ronan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'll find someone to accompany me, having him is much more useful than those bodyguards." ”

Lawne stared at Ronan with a faint smile and nodded, although the worry in his eyes never disappeared, but he didn't say anything more.

"Don't worry."

But Ronan noticed Lawn's expression very keenly, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Since that group of mercenaries still wants me to go over and interview them, it means that I must have something of some value to them, and ......"

As he spoke, Ronan suddenly raised his left hand, shook the special watch on his wrist in front of Lawn, and continued, "I'm afraid it's hard for them to pose any threat to me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ronan walked towards the door with a smile, but the smile on his face became more and more strange as he walked forward.

…………

The next night, Ronan arrived at the designated place on the message.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the New Jersey port was brightly lit, with whistles and turbines spinning, but the abandoned Wassenau warehouse was extremely quiet, with only a few dim street lamps around the warehouse, and there was not even a single figure nearby.

But when Ronan came to the door of the warehouse, the two searchlights on the top suddenly turned on, and the dazzling light made Ronan squint unconsciously.

When Ronan got used to the brightness of the light, he heard a few footsteps, and several figures appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Collins, you're punctual."

Three sturdy white men in tight-fitting uniforms walked in front of him, and the man at the head came to Ronan with a faint smile, then poked his finger to the slowly opening door of the warehouse, and said, "Please come in ......"

Ronan glanced at him, didn't say anything, and walked in first.

When I walked into the warehouse, I saw more than a dozen mercenaries wearing body armor and tight-fitting uniforms standing on either side, and in the middle stood a lean man with short hair on his back.

It wasn't until Ronan approached that the lean man turned to look at him, a slight smile on his lips.

Immediately, the lean man strode up to Ronan, stretched out his right hand to him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Collins, it's an honor to meet you." ”

"If it weren't for you hijacking the merchant ships of St. Missy's Winery, I wouldn't have wanted to see you much." Ronan ignored the lean man's outstretched hand and sneered at his eyes.

"Hehe......"

A gleam flashed in the thin man's eyes, and he slowly withdrew his hand behind his back, and said with a smile: "Mr. Collins, you don't need to worry at all, the first time you came here, that merchant ship was already cleared by us, so your business basically won't have any losses." And we invite you to come, and there is no ill will towards you, but there is a special person who needs to have a secret interview with you. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the lean man raised his head and stretched out his hand to a small lighted room on the upper floor of the warehouse, and continued: "Mr. Collins, that one is waiting for you above, please ......"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ronan immediately dodged past the lean man, climbed the stairs behind him, and slowly walked upward.

And just as Ronan was ascending the stairs, he saw that the lean man glanced at the few people guarding the door of the warehouse, and the few people who knew it in an instant hurriedly closed the door of the warehouse again.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ronan narrowed his eyes slightly, did not turn his head to look back, and continued to walk towards the small room with the lights on, and a person was faintly sitting inside.

But when Ronan came to the door, as soon as he opened the door, the man in the room suddenly stood up.

"Dr. Collins, long time no see......"