Chapter 559: Let's Hide First
With a bang, a small round table was overturned to the ground, and a bottle of Romane Conti's best red wine known as Liquid Gold fell to the ground, and the dark red liquid flowed to the ground.
"Idiots, how do they do things, so many opportunities have failed, bastards, a bunch of bastards. Ryan scolded angrily, and a face that should have been handsome and handsome looked extremely distorted.
"Sir, we have done our best. A man in a suit, who looked like a bodyguard, next to Ryan cautiously explained.
He knew what kind of character Ryan was, Ryan was a madman, a complete lunatic.
"He's not an ordinary person, and it's hard for us to deal with him. β
"Bastard. Ryan also kept explaining to the bodyguard, and scolded angrily. "What the hell are those idiots in the church doing? Didn't they get him arrested? Why did they get him back?"
Just as Ryan was thinking about finding something to smash and smash it~ to vent his anger, the phone rang.
"Who. Ryan asked angrily.
"Ryan, it's me. The Hebrew voice of the cardinal was heard on the phone.
It's not that he's okay, as soon as Ryan hears the Hebrew voice, it's like a match has fallen into a barrel of dynamite, and it explodes into the sky.
"Hebrew, you son of a bitch. Ryan scolded into the phone. "You told me to do it as soon as possible, and I did, but why is that man still there? You tell me, why is that man still by Linsell's side? Damn, what is this? It's your fault, I won't take it. β
"Ryan, it's our fault. After being scolded by Ryan, Hebrew was rarely angry, but sincerely apologized. This made Ryan a little deflated.
"I want an explanation. Ryan said. "Why didn't you tell me that he wasn't an ordinary person?"
"He's really no ordinary person. "But you are not qualified to know these things, your task is to obtain the inheritance of the family, and we hold him in to create an opportunity for you, but now that he is back, why should you do it now?"
Ryan was so angry, he felt a wave of anger rushing into his heart.
Bastard, too bastard, even more bastard than himself.
Let me hurry up, I tried my best to arrange this series of killer moves, and said that I was too eager to do it.
Bastard, if you hadn't controlled me with drugs, I would have to get a nuclear bomb to blow up the church and send you and the Pope's old bastard to your God.
"What do you want me to do now?" Ryan's voice was a little distorted with anger. "Now I'm definitely under suspicion. β
"Wait. Heber said. "He's great, and so are the people around him. I have seen with my own eyes that the seven paladins of our church are not their opponents, and the only thing they can do now is wait. β
"What are you waiting for, will I be waiting to die?" said Ryan gloomily.
"Hehe, how so?" said Hebrew, laughing. "I have already contacted the Pope, and now that the Seven Great Paleins are injured, His Holiness the Pope has already arranged everything, and when they are healed, we will proceed with the next round of planning. β
Plan, plan, plan, plan, you. Ryan cursed inwardly.
These God-believing guys plan to come and go every day, but nothing comes to fruition. What made him feel even more aggrieved was that he didn't know what the plan was.
He now regretted that he had to do something with the church, but now he not only had to help them, but also received the threat of death.
Ryan himself admits that he is an out-and-out bastard and an extremely perverted person~ at heart. He likes money, he likes the desire for power, and his desire is a hundred, if not a thousand, times stronger than anyone else's.
It is this desire~ hope that will make him the character he is now. It was this desire~ hope that made him fall into this situation.
Now he's in a bit of a dilemma.
If it would be okay to kill Linsell, he thinks that his layout is seamless and will not let anyone suspect him. Even if someone knew about his conflict with the family, no one would think that he killed his sister with his own hands.
However, it is different now, Lindsell is still alive and well. Moreover, Qin Shaojie was still by her side, and she also began to doubt. No, it was decided that Ryan did it.
Before, when Ryan asked his bodyguard to 'fight' with Qin Shaojie, Qin Shaojie didn't do it, but now that he heard that the paladin was also injured, this let Ryan know that Qin Shaojie is not a good stubble.
"When am I going to wait?" Ryan asked in a deep voice.
"I'll let you know when His Holiness the Pope informs me. Heber said. "However, I advise you to find a place to hide first. β
"Hiding from what?" Ryan said disdainfully. "I'm not afraid of anyone, huh. β
"Of course, it's to hide from Qin Shaojie. Heber said. "As far as we know, he is not a person who must repay flaws, however, he also has his bottom line and counter-scales. And the woman is his reverse scale. Lindsell is your sister, but she is also his woman. If you want to kill his woman, he will surely kill you. β
"Hmph. Listening to the Hebrew words, Ryan snorted coldly and said. "Let him come, and if he dares to come, I can shoot him into a sieve. β
"You're so naΓ―ve. Heber said. "The paladins are all wounded in his hands, do you think your dozens of people and dozens of guns can deal with him? The helpers around him are not vegetarians. β
Hearing this, Ryan also remembered that Hebrew had indeed said that the paladin had been injured just now.
Although he didn't know how powerful the paladin was, he knew that the paladin was equivalent to the Pope's old man's personal guard.
The status of the Pope is very high, and the pro-guards who protect him are naturally very powerful, and the paladins also suffer when they join forces, and it seems that the dozens of people themselves are really not enough.
"Okay, I'll leave now. Ryan's eyes rolled, and he decided to leave England first and return to the Middle East for a while. Anyway, the old man of the Pope also said it, let him wait.
"Go, tell them, we'll leave immediately, by the way, tell them all to be prepared, if there are any suspicious people, shoot and kill. Ryan hung up the phone and said coldly to the bodyguard next to him.
Ryan felt that since he wanted to take precautions, he would simply make the scene bigger, how could there be hundreds of mercenaries under his command, and if they all took action, it was estimated that even a fly would not want to fly into his residence in the Middle East.