"Why can't we try to resolve this matter peacefully?" Cheng Bin asked calmly.

Allen thought for a moment, slowly put the gun in his hand on the ground, raised his hands and stood up, turned around and asked, "Is there such an option on the wasteland?"

"There were no two cities and three towns on the wasteland before, nor were there any nobles." Cheng Bin said lightly: "Since it has changed and has changed more than once, why can't it be changed by me again?"

Allen looked at him silently, unable to see what he was thinking. Of course, he did not answer Cheng Bin's question, and he didn't know if he thought Cheng Bin's statement that such a second-rate person was completely unwilling to pay attention to.

"Sorry." Glova decided to give up the efforts to counterattack after Allen scored. After all, it seemed that Cheng Bin only wanted to get his backpack back, and he had decided to return the backpack, so he didn't need to fight for this matter at all.

He said to Cheng Bin: "Can I get out of the bed?" He explained: "It makes me feel strange when I sit on the bed and talk."

"Of course." Cheng Bin said: "Since you both are here, I think I can make a request. Who can get my backpack?"

After hearing Cheng Bin's words, Glova realized that Cheng Bin was slowing down in his bedroom not because he liked men who saw through pajamas, but was waiting for Allen. It was obvious that he knew Allen's right to speak in this house. If he just controlled Glova, it would not guarantee that Allen would do anything behind his back, so he had been creating opportunities for Allen, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

Of course, Allen understood. He glanced at Glova, his eyes full of warning. Of course, thanks to Fu, who was well-lit in the room, Glova fully understood Allen's intentions.

He said to Cheng Bin very happily: "Of course, I'll take you to pick it up."

Cheng Bin frowned, "Can't you send me here?"

Glova was stunned for a moment, shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Only one of us and I can enter that room." He glanced at Allen, "I don't think you would want to let any of us leave."

Cheng Bin looked at him deeply, nodded and said, "It seems we can only go together."

The three of them walked out of the bedroom slowly, Glova and Allen walked side by side in front, while Cheng Bin followed behind them.

Glova glanced at the guards around the door, waved his hand and said, "It's not your business, let's go to the basement to get something."

Several guards looked at each other, and it was obvious that for them, they were facing a new issue that had exceeded the coverage of their training, so they all seemed a little confused.

Allen sighed helplessly, and once again felt that there were still too few talents around Glova. After Cheng Bin's group destroyed the bodyguard team, there was not even a person around Glova who could make decisions.

He said, "Everyone goes back to his post."

For the defenders, this is a very clear order, much clearer than what Glova said just now, and it is highly executable. The only problem is that their main job here is to protect Glova. Now Glova has fallen into the hands of the enemy, what are you doing when you return to your post?

Of course, no matter how confused the order is, the order must be executed. Anyway, human confusion is no longer the same thing, so the defenders quickly dispersed and disappeared into the darkness.

"You arranged the security here?" Cheng Bin said: "It's very good."

Without looking back, Allen knew that he was talking to himself, and he said lightly: "It's really a compliment to say this sentence."

"That's because you're thinking too much." Cheng Bin said: "There are not many security guards in this world that can stop me, especially without targeting." He said absent-mindedly: "So don't doubt it, I do think you're doing a good job."

"If this is the case," Glova tried to ease the atmosphere. Since he chose to give up resistance, he would take this opportunity to gain some favorable feelings based on the principle of maximizing interests. After all, this is a person worthy of winning. What if one day he became impatient in the Edwards family and wanted to change to a new family of 996?

He said, "Then I won't fire Alan because of this."

With Allen's personality, he certainly would not pay attention to Glova's jokes, and Cheng Bin did not do so, which made Glova's attempt seem awkward.

"If I were you, I wouldn't." Cheng Bin said seriously: "A person who is good enough to know goods will not."

Glova's bedroom is on the second floor. As they walked down the stairs, Allen said, "Just curious." He said, "Did you get the training in Gongqingcheng before? Who is your master?"

"Are you talking about the teacher?" Cheng Bin said casually: "My first teacher seems to be named Ding." He said: "Of course it may not be, after all, I was only three years old at that time."

"You started training at the age of three?" Not to mention Allen, even Glova was shocked. Generally speaking, even slave children could live happier than adults in the United Kingdom at such a young age.

"Did I say that?" Cheng Bin asked in confusion, "I thought you were asking me the first teacher." He said, "I changed the second one when I was seven years old. Since then, more than one teacher has taught me."

"The Father is above," Glova said, "How is this possible?"

"In the United Kingdom, only Caesar College can provide many teachers at the same time." Alan did not seize every opportunity like Glova did, and he quickly pointed out the loopholes in Cheng Bin's words.

"But Caesars Academy only accepts students over fourteen years old."

"So." He said slowly: "You either belong to some large force that we don't know yet, or you're not from the United Kingdom."

He said: "At least Gongqingcheng does not have this kind of strength."

"I think we've arrived." Cheng Bin did not continue chatting with Allen. He looked at the heavy iron gate in front of him and said, "Is it here?"

Glova nodded, walked forward, entered the password first, then came over to check his pupils. Soon the iron door separated to both sides with a slight rotation.

Cheng Bin walked to the door and looked inside, and found that the room was very space, but the furnishings were very simple. There was an office desk and a few chairs inside, and there were several cabinets against the wall on one side of the desk. The most conspicuous thing in the room was the long table opposite the door. His backpack and M16 rifle were placed on the long table, and the things in the bag were neatly placed on the tabletop.

"It seems that someone is very interested in my stuff." Cheng Bin said. He made sure there was no danger in the room, so he stepped in.

"I asked someone to identify it," Glova said. "You know, it's the first time I've seen some things."

"Of course." Cheng Bin walked to the long table, lowered his head and looked at the long table, handed the pistol in his right hand to his left hand, then reached out to pick up the individual computer on the table, and tied it to his left wrist.

"You are the commercial consul of SOD." Cheng Bin said: "Of course you will find someone to identify it."

He fastened the strap, stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pressed it under the computer display screen. Glova saw that the computer screen that Conan could not open light up.

"Un-screen fingerprint." Cheng Bin said: "I like this very much. It would be better if this was not a punch-hole screen."

Glova and Allen looked at each other, and it was obvious that neither of them knew what Cheng Bin was saying, and of course they couldn't answer.

"Did he offer a price?" Cheng Bin asked: "I assume the person you are looking for is professional enough."

"Of course," Glova said, "but you won't sell it."

"I won't sell it." Cheng Bin quickly stuffed the equipment on the long table back into his backpack, and then carried the backpack and rifle. During this process, Allen saw some opportunities, but he did not take action because he didn't know if these opportunities were deliberately revealed by Cheng Bin.

"This is a very pleasant meeting, I will miss it." Cheng Bin packed up his things, "In the end, please just send me out." He said, "You didn't get my motorcycle back, right?" He asked with some anticipation: "Do you have it?"

Glova and Allen looked at each other, and Glova said awkwardly: "We thought that motorcycle was not worth it."

Cheng Bin sighed regretfully, "I have vision." He said, "It's just a very ordinary motorcycle, I exchanged it with a radio." He shrugged, "It's just a matter of personal hobbies. In my past... uh, I always like Harley Motorcycle."

"We'll take you out," Allen said. "If you're going back to Gongqingcheng, we can give you a car."

"Then I'm not polite." Cheng Bin said. He didn't say whether he would go back to Gongqing City, but he affirmed Allen's guess - he was not going to go back to Emily. Allen guessed that in the other party's assessment, Glova was no longer worthy of letting such a master stay in Maple Leaf Town.

At this time, they had already returned to the ground floor along the stairs. At this time, Cheng Bin suddenly stopped, looked at Glova and Cheng Bin sideways, and said with a smile: "This is not good."

He said, "Can't we get together and part with each other?"
Chapter completed!