Charles is also in Bama.

There are Blackwater mercenaries, and in Charles's opinion, Bama is the safest place in the world.

Not one of them.

Tonight, Charles was equally uneasy.

During the day, he would have enjoyed the services of a secretary in the office.

But now it's night.

Charles used to sleep alone at night.

He wasn't used to having anyone around him at night.

He wants to make sure that he is absolutely safe when he falls asleep.

Charles's room, maybe can't be called a room.

There are no windows, the whole room is no more than 10 square meters, and even the walls are equipped with thick steel plates.

I don't know if this guy will feel depressed in it.

Contrary.

Every day, no matter what happens to Charles outside, as long as he returns to this closed room, he feels extremely at ease.

It is only in this room that he sleeps soundly.

But tonight, Charles returned to the room feeling restless.

This has never happened before.

Charles sat up, he felt that it must be because of the loss of hundreds of Blackwater mercenaries in the Middle East battlefield, and he didn't find out the origin of the other party.

That's when he felt uneasy.

"That guy Taylor is getting worse and worse, and he hasn't figured out where the other party is going for so long." Charles muttered.

He picked up his phone and dialed Taylor's number.

The phone went on for a long time and no one answered.

"Damn Taylor, you must be hiding in the little mistress's house and having fun."

"When is it now that you can't do something serious?"

Charles cursed a few words and got up to pick up a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

He decided to go to bed after a few drinks, and to teach Taylor a good lesson tomorrow.

At least punish him for not being able to touch a woman at night for half a year.

At this time, Li Yao and Xuanyuan Qingfeng had already arrived at Charles's villa.

Bypassing the bodyguards, the two found this special iron house.

Li Yao tried a lot of methods, but it was a little difficult to start.

"Looks like I'm going to have to grab someone and ask if the door to this room can be opened from the outside." Li Yao said.

Guarding the door to Charles' bedroom were two unusually tall black bodyguards.

These two guys stood there like two towers.

Li Yao appeared in front of the two of them in a flash.

The black bodyguard was slightly stunned, habitually grabbing a gun to his waist.

"Mind control!"

Li Yao secretly shouted, and the two black men were easily controlled.

"Say, how do you open the bedroom door?" Li Yao asked.

"The whole room is sealed and can only be opened from the inside." One replied.

Depend on!

It's amazing.

Li Yao couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He feels like a lion on the grassland has met a tortoise, and he can't do it!

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Qingfeng asked, "How does a sealed house allow air to circulate?"

Qingfeng girl's words, the black man obviously won't answer.

Li Yao turned his head to look at the girl.

Yes, sure enough, the girl is a professional, and she found a flaw in the other party's words so quickly.

There is no such thing as absolute defense.

Even if it's a bomb shelter, you have to have an air outlet.

Find and control the air outlet, and you can easily control the person inside.

"Say, how does the air circulate inside?" Li Yao asked.

"Through one of the air conditioners inside."

"Where's the power?"

"A separate distribution cabinet over there."

As soon as Li Yao finished asking, the breeze girl had already flashed over and closed the gate of the independent power distribution cabinet.

At this time, Charles in the room lost the lighting and air conditioning.

His absolutely secure room will soon turn into a steamer.

In the room, Charles drank a few glasses of red wine, and finally his head was dizzy and a little sleepy.

Suddenly the lights went out.

"Damn, there's a power outage?" Charles scolded angrily.

The electricity in his room is a special line and he has never experienced a power outage.

Charles picked up the walkie-talkie next to the bed, "Damn Harriman, what the hell are you doing, the power went out in my room, you know?"

Outside the room.

On the walkie-talkie of a black bodyguard, Charles was scolded.

Li Yao smiled, the old turtle couldn't help it so quickly.

"Pick up the walkie-talkie, as I say." Li Yao said.

"No, Mr. Charles, the line is aging, and we are arranging for someone to repair it."

"Damn, when will it be fixed?" Charles' roar came from within.

"It's so late, we still have to find workers, and it will take a few hours."

He's going to scold his men.

"Old turtle, are you finally willing to give up?" A voice rang in Charles' ears.