The reason why I don't fly my own private jet is because there are so many countries and regions to go to this time, and applying for a flight permit is a very troublesome thing.

Airline flights don't have these concerns.

As for applying for a visa, it is very simple to apply for a business travel visa with the status of a major shareholder of "Star Entertainment", and then hang a position on the board of directors.

New York. When Luo Nan and Lin Ziya arrived, it was already night, and they stayed in the Imperial Hotel, the presidential suite.

"I'll go out and come back when I do good deeds. After putting away the simple luggage, Lonan said.

"I'll go with you, senior. Lin Ziya hurriedly followed.

"Actually, I don't need a translator to do this kind of thing, and the main reason for bringing you is to communicate with high-level figures in the Holy See after I get to the Vatican, and I may need to use you. ”

"Senior, take me with you," Lin Ziya didn't explain that she didn't understand Italian and Latin, and said coquettishly, "Why don't you let me see the night view of New York too." ”

"It's not like you haven't seen it," Luo Nan thought for a while, and without waiting for Lin Ziya to wrap up softly and hard, he waved his big hand, "Okay, you can follow." ”

After going out, the two took a taxi and headed for their destination. It was in a villa on Long Island, New York, where the godfather's family lived in the movie "The Godfather." In "The Great Gatsby", Gatsby also bought a house here after his career. In reality, those who can live here are either rich or expensive, such as the famous Rothschild family, and several of the top 100 wealth in Forbes live here.

Lonan was approached by Tim Dwight, a "monk" of the Knights Templar, who controlled a large multinational corporation that financed the Knights Templar and the Holy See.

The two sat in the back seat of the taxi and did not speak. The taxi driver is a knowledgeable person, and looking at the way they are dressed, they are obviously the top rich people, and the clothes are specially customized, at least tens of thousands of dollars a piece.

He chattered and wanted to talk to them, but Luo Nan pretended not to know English and closed his eyes to recuperate, while Lin Ziya was idle and bored, fooling the driver, saying that she was a descendant of China's last royal family, Luo Nan was her fiancé, and the two came here to talk to Mr. Dwight about a multibillion-dollar investment.

When she arrived at the door of the villa, the driver's attitude towards Lin Ziya was already respectful, and she called "Your Highness", and Lin Ziya smiled from ear to ear.

In fact, how could the driver not know that Lin Ziya was fooling? Lin Ziya also knew this, but the driver's attitude still made her very useful.

Regardless of her status as a monk, she considers herself to be an ordinary little woman, who loves to be showy, likes to be complimented, has a strong sense of vanity, longs for a perfect love, and is easily jealous......

It's just that he usually has some restraint in front of Luo Nan.

After getting out of the car, the two stood in front of the big iron gate of the villa, Lin Ziya looked back at Luo Nan: "How do we get in?" When she spoke, her eyes were full of enthusiasm, obviously wanting to break it violently and kick the iron door open like in the movie.

"Of course it was for the host to invite us in. Luo Nan's eyes flashed, and soon, the iron door slowly opened to both sides.

Luo Nan and Lin Ziya swaggered in, and walked along the marble paved road to the door of the villa, where several servants dressed up were lining up at the door to greet them.

Tim Dwight appeared at the door with a blank look and said mechanically in English, "Welcome!"

"Let them all go. Luo Nan said in Chinese.

Of course, Tim Dwight could not understand Chinese, but under Luonan's mind control, he was able to understand Luonan's instructions.

With a wave of his hand, he asked the servants to retreat, and he himself led Luo Nan and Lin Ziya into the villa.

Under mind control, his pace seemed mechanical and bizarre, as if he could stumble and fall at any moment.

When he arrived at the study, he invited Luo Nan and Lin Ziya to sit down and asked, "Do you want something to drink?"

"No," Ronan instructed, "transfer all the liquidity you can muster right away into this account." ”

He gave Dwight an account number, which was the account of a leather bag company registered with a bank in the Cayman Islands, which was controlled by multiple companies, and if traced to the end, it would be revealed that its owner was none other than Lonan.

"Okay. Dwight didn't resist in the slightest. As the majority shareholder and president of a large multinational corporation, he was able to mobilize liquidity not only from his personal wealth, but also with some of the company's funds.

Soon Luo Nan received a prompt on his mobile phone that more than one billion dollars had been deposited into his bank account. This amount is a bit beyond Luo Nan's imagination. He originally thought that even if Dwight had money, most of his money should be used for investment or real estate purchases, and he would not have much liquidity.

However, given Dwight's status as a "monk" of the Templar Order, Lonan could understand that perhaps he needed a standing and objective amount of liquidity in case the Knights Templar or the Holy See needed it. For example, it is used for disaster relief, welfare to believers, organizing large-scale events, building churches and other functions.

After the transfer was completed, Dwight looked at Lonan with a blank gaze, waiting for instructions on the next step.

"You can go and write a will. Ronan commanded.

"Good. Dwight pulled out a beautiful stack of papers from the drawer of his desk, pulled out the pen he had brought with him, and began to write his will.

Once he had written it, he placed it on the table and let it dry.

"You have a gun," said Lonan, "take it out, turn on the safe, and put the gun in your mouth." ”

Dwight's eyes struggled. When it comes to one's own life, the effect of mind control is greatly reduced.

Luo Nan stared at the strange light and activated his supernatural powers.

Although using his supernatural powers would cause him a lot of losses, now that he had to try more of the various functions of supernatural powers, it would be worth it even if there was a loss.

This time, instead of using his supernatural powers to directly destroy Dwight's soul, he tried to control and enslave him.

Dwight's gaze changed violently, and after a few seconds, he became sluggish again. At this time, he is no longer in a state of mental control, but is enslaved at the soul level, it can be said that now he is an appendage of Luo Nan, not even a pet, Luo Nan has a thought to give birth, and he will give birth. If Luo Nan thinks of letting him die, he will die immediately, and he will die without illness, and the cause of death cannot be found in medicine.

But Ronan certainly didn't want him to die an unknown death.

"Take the gun out, load the bullets, open the safe, and aim the muzzle of the gun at your mouth. When I left your villa, you counted 1,000 times in your mind, and when you counted to 1,000, you pulled the trigger. ”

Luo Nan got up and hurriedly left the villa with Lin Ziya, who was a little surprised in her eyes.

After walking a few hundred steps out of the iron gate, a gunshot rang out from behind.

Lin Ziya shuddered.

Luo Nan asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Ziya smiled reluctantly: "It's okay." ”