"Of course there is, I'm very impressed with Mr. Ross."

Su Yunhai looked straight at the other party's old face and deliberately said in a jokey tone: "Mr. Ross caused me to suffer a big loss in that deal last year."

Derek smiled and said, "Mr. Su is a lot, so he probably won't mind it?" After all, we are all friends of the twelfth house now."

Su Yunhai raised his eyebrows when he heard this, smiling without saying a word.

Next, Francis introduced three other people to Su Yunhai.

The young man with fair skin and handsome appearance was named Stewart. He had thick black head, but his eyes were light golden, with deep sleeping eye sockets and a high nose bridge. He looked extremely evil and had a fatal lethality to women.

Next to Stewart, a middle-aged man with a thin, expressionless face sat.

According to Francis' introduction, Su Yunhai knew that the middle-aged man's name was Schneider.

Snyder wore a wide gray windbreaker, wrapped his whole body inside, his cheeks were covered with beards, and a scar on his forehead that was obliquely stumbled into the corners of his eyes. He sat there motionless without even lifting his eyelids.

Under Schneider, a woman with a tiger back and a bear-waisted waist was sitting carelessly, with a buzz head about an inch long, with a fat face, a fierce look on her face, and an exaggerated figure than a man.

She is Joanna, the fifth pillar of the twelve houses, Stewart and Schneider are the third and fourth pillars respectively. As for Veronica, who is the second pillar, she is not here at this moment.

After introducing the identities of the people, Francis, who was sitting on it, stretched out a finger and knocked on the table: "Mr. Derek, Mr. Su, the old account between the Rosfime Consortium and the Galaxy Military Industry Group, you two can resolve it privately. I will call you here tonight for other things."

Derek and Su Yunhai put away their smiles and nodded silently.

"Why didn't I see Ms. Veronica?" Su Yunhai looked around and looked around and said in confusion.

"Veronica is on the way, and it will take some time to arrive."

Francis said slowly: "Before this, let's communicate our opinions first. The throne believes that Veronica is guilty. How should we deal with her?"

After hearing Francis say this, Su Yunhai realized that he was involved in the internal strife in the twelve palaces, and his heart was terrified, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

But since he has come, it is impossible to stay out of the matter anymore. He can only cheer up and listen with a twelve point.

"Do you still need to ask? Of course, it is to deprive her of the five-pillar title."

Joanna sneered and said without hesitation: "Also, I suspect that she has some ulterior motives with Pojun. Perhaps Andrew was the one who asked Pojun to kill him. Otherwise, with her arrogant personality, how could she compromise with Pojun? Therefore, she should be arrested and interrogated carefully!"

Contrary to his big and thick appearance, Joanna's voice was sharp and weird, like two iron pieces rubbing against each other, and it was indescribably harsh and harsh.

With Joanna taking the lead in making a statement, Stewart also said: "Since the throne believes that Veronica is guilty, she is obviously not qualified to continue to serve as the Five Pillar. As for whether to arrest her, let's make a conclusion after seeing her."

"Schneider, what about your opinion?"

Francis placed his hands flat on the conference table, leaned forward, staring at Schneider, who had been bowing his head and silently, with a sharp light shot out in his eyes, full of oppression.

“I don’t care.”

Schneider raised his eyelids listlessly and said slowly, "I will do whatever you say."

"good."

Frances spitted out a word, tapped his fingers gently on the table, and his low and hoarse voice came into everyone's ears: "It seems we have reached a consensus."

"What if Veronica doesn't want to?"

Joanna stretched out her thick tongue and licked her lips: "Do you want to kill her?"

"Whether to kill her or not depends on herself, not on us."

Francis smiled deeply: "If she wants to die, we can't do anything, aren't we?"

Outside the manor.

The bright light pierced the night, and a convoy rushed from afar.

At the front is an extended version of the Bentley, followed by seven or eight black Hummers, with powerful and wild motors roaring, tearing the silence of late night to pieces.

The convoy drove straight into the manor.

One by one, the big men in black in agile steps jumped off the Hummer. They were wearing bulletproof vests, carrying giant swords, holding submachine guns, wearing grenades on their waists, and military daggers on their thighs, which could be said to be armed to their teeth.

After the big men got off the car, they immediately dispersed and protected the Bentley in the front in the middle.

The next moment, the door of Bentley opened and a tall and beautiful girl walked out of it.

She was wearing a black tight combat uniform inside, and a black cloak on the outside, with a long linen scattered on her shoulders, and her blue eyes were shining with a terrifying look.

There is no doubt that this girl is Veronica.

Veronica looked around, her lips curled up and showed a cold smile: "What a good weather to kill, are you right?"

Her words were not to talk to herself, but to the people behind her.

A tall figure covered in darkness quietly appeared behind Veronica, like an elusive ghost.

The figure was half a head taller than Veronica, nearly 1.9 meters tall. She was wearing a black suit, black shirt, black leather shoes, and a black mask on her face.

Behind the mask is a pair of red eyes, like rubies, shining in the darkness, giving people a strange and inhuman feeling.

The figure was wearing a pair of hideous metal gloves with both hands, with sharp nails, like the claws of some kind of beast. There were two giant steel swords hanging around his waist. The sword was as wide as a palm, half an inch thick, and weighed at least more than tens of kilograms.

Such a heavy giant sword, even a genetically modified person, could not wave it at will, but the figure hung around his waist did not seem to be difficult at all.

Faced with Veronica's problem, the figure said nothing, silently like a stone.

"Hey, you won't become a mute anymore, are you?"

Veronica squinted her eyes: "Or, when you disguise yourself as someone else, even your personality changes?"

"No." The figure said lightly.

"I have to say, Mr. Lin, you gave me a big surprise. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to believe that human control over the body can reach this level."

Veronica looked up and down at the figure for several times, marveling.

The figure, or Lin Chong, turned a deaf ear to Veronica's praise and said blankly: "Don't waste time, hurry up and go in."

"I have something for you before I go in."
Chapter completed!