Chapter 12: Turning Enemies into Friends

Today's villa is very special, under the autumn sun, it is already lunchtime, the two huge carved doors are still closed, and the black maid who used to welcome guests is gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Unusual changes always give people a weird illusion.

John stroked his hat, walked up the steps, and carefully pushed open the door.

A straight light illuminated the empty hall, and the breeze blew, carrying dust to form a cyclone hovering over the white floor.

The hall was quiet, six white men with spears stood motionless in the center of the hall, and several black maids gathered in the corner with uneasy faces, glancing from time to time at the noble women sitting on the high seat in the center,

Ann Lila Condon, 38 years old this year, is the most beautiful season for women, wearing a luxurious dress to set off the bumpy figure, fair complexion, delicate makeup, if there is no too gloomy face, it is a peerless beauty.

John took a step forward, and in an instant, seven pairs of eyes glared at each other, and the cold killing machines intertwined with each other in mid-air, turning into an invisible net that firmly locked John, especially the bloodshot eyes on the opposite side, like a mad beast.

What is it?

Get off the horse!

John hooked the corners of his mouth disapprovingly, glanced at Mrs. Condon who was sitting upright, took off his hat, bowed to say hello, and walked directly to the dining room on the left, this indifferent and even casual gesture made the oppressive atmosphere surrounding the hall disappear.

He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal by him, and the bright moon shines on the river.

Mr. Jin Yong's words really have some truth.

"Stop!"

The woman on the high seat shouted loudly, and the shrill voice echoed through the hall, especially harsh.

John's figure was slightly paused, his right hand touched his chest, his left hand hemmed, and he smiled,

"Madame, is there something wrong?"

A set of standard aristocratic response etiquette, coupled with a warm smile and a handsome face, is like a poetic painting, with an indescribable charm,

But in An Lila's eyes, that face would only disgust her, every time she looked at it, there was an indescribable hatred, she took a deep breath, suppressed the anger that was aroused in her heart, and said coldly,

"John Condon, you just spoke to your mother!"

"Mother?"

John blinked, looked around blankly, and asked, "Where?" Heavenly? ā€

"You ......"

Anrika was furious, pointed at John and scolded,

"You are an unfilial son, you don't even recognize your mother, come here, arrest him for me."

As soon as the words fell, the six warriors turned around at the same time as if they had been rehearsed in advance, and the flintlock pistols loaded with ammunition were pointed at John at a distance, and the black muzzle of the gun was like a black hole.

The sudden change made the air in the hall almost condense in an instant, and even the maid in the corner couldn't hold back a scream, and then something blocked back.

Being pointed at his head like this by six spears, to be honest, Rao was with John's concentration, not only did he feel his forehead pounding, his heart fluttered, he was not afraid of anything else, he was afraid that this woman was really crazy, regardless of it, he died with him with the attitude of burning jade.

But when he saw the steaming cup of coffee on the table, he instantly relieved himself, crazy people would never drink coffee.

John, who had a settled heart in his heart, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the six warriors who were gradually approaching, his eyes rolled, and suddenly let out a stern scolding sound,

"Do you know where this is?"

"This is the main villa of Condon Manor, and you demagogic fools actually broke into someone's house and pointed a gun at the young master of this manor, a hundreds of thousands of dollars heir, do you know what you are doing?"

"You're looking for death!"

John shouted angrily, and a loud sound exploded in the hall like thunder, shaking the faces of the six soldiers, and their footsteps couldn't help but stop.

John sneered, after this observation, he had found the easiest entry point of the problem, although the six warriors were dressed differently, if you looked closely, you could see that the leather boots on their feet and the flintlock pistols in their hands were the same style.

The same style of boots, the same style of flintlock pistol, all of them are ordinary colors, and there is only one place where this can happen - the army.

Although I don't know how Angela found these soldiers, now that I know their true identities, everything is simpler.

John coughed, straightened his loose collar, and said,

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know who offered you what price to deal with me, but I can tell you one thing:

You've been deceived, this is my house, and you broke into my house with a gun and pointed it at my head, what is this?

Robbery? Brigand? Or a robber?

I don't know if your superiors know what you're doing, but if you don't put down your guns in ten seconds, tomorrow morning at nine o'clock in the morning, General McCourt (Mississippi's Secretary of War) will have $30,000 and six wanted portraits, each with a bounty of $5,000 under each portrait, and the content and name of the portrait ......."

John paused deliberately, looked at the six soldiers whose faces were getting more and more ugly, and chuckled,

"Presumably General McCourt should know better than I do,

Moreover, you might as well imagine what the general will do with you soldiers who have robbed in order to maintain the already disgraceful image of the army...... And... How to get your family to [shut up]. ā€

After saying a word, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became weird, six soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, they all saw the fear in each other's eyes, they are all people with household registration and family, if the other party really does this, then their group of people will be finished, and the army will not protect themselves, and they will even personally send troops to hunt down and kill for the honor of the army, as well as the group of bounty hunters, such a large amount of money, they will definitely be desperate.

Money is a good thing, but if you have money to earn your life, you will not be able to spend it, and even take the lives of your family members will lose more than you lose.

At this time, John, who saw that there was not much production in the fire, also sacrificed the last killer weapon, took out 10 dollars from his arms and stuffed it directly into the jacket pocket of the leading soldier, and said with a smile,

"Sir, I have a suggestion, you must be tired after standing for so long, you might as well go to the bar on the south side of the manor and have a drink, and when you wake up the next day, it's a new beginning, no $30,000, no wanted warrant, no General McCourt, no me, what do you think?"

"Of course... Of course, no problem. ā€

The soldier at the head finally reacted, and realizing the seriousness of the matter, he hurriedly waved his hand to let the people around him put down their spears, and stammered,

"John... Young master, today's ,... Sorry, but we're too... too..."

"Hey! Don't say it, I understand,"

John patted him the shoulder and laughed,

"It's not easy for everyone to live, if no one bewitches you, you won't do it, let him pass in the past, no one will care."

As he spoke, John suddenly stretched out his right hand, placed it in front of the soldier, and said with sincerity on his face,

"To be honest, I've always wanted to make friends in the military, but unfortunately I haven't had the chance, and now I have met fate, and I don't want to miss anything, my name is John Conton, if you don't mind, maybe we'll have a drink at the wine table in the future."

"This ......"

The six soldiers were stunned for a moment, they had never encountered such a strange thing, the last moment they were still alive and dead, and the next moment they opened their minds to make friends, what a bold mind it must be!

This person is really different!

The face of the soldier at the head turned red, he was completely conquered by John's personality charm, and at the same time, a surging emotion suddenly rose in his heart, he glanced at his companions around him, and after getting their affirmation, he held John's palm hard, and said excitedly,

"Master John, you are ashamed of your broad heart, my name is Robert King, and my companions and I will always be your friends as long as you wish."

With that, King gave John a heavy hug, turned to glare at Mrs. Condon, who was beginning to turn white on the high seat, and left the villa with his men without looking back.

ps: There's a second chapter below, I guess it's going to be a little late, sorry.