53 The Strange Family
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Wu Hai shook his head helplessly, he turned and walked towards the door.
As he walked, he shook his head and sighed: "Okay, okay, I will be on this mission."
The bearded head squinted his eyes. He watched Wu Hai's back lightly tapping the tabletop, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing Wu Hai walked to the door of the room, he suddenly shouted: "Kill the sky!"
"Ok?"
Wu Hai turned around.
"The spar of the Imperial League!"
The bearded head urn said angrily: "A large number of energy crystals of the Imperial Alliance may enable you to truly complete the fusion."
"Energy, everything is the cause of energy!"
The bearded head looked at Wu Hai solemnly, "Your integration may not have failed. If there are a large number of imperial alliance clan energy crystals, you may be able to become a ‘superior’ ‘world warrior’!"
"How about it, consider signing a lifetime agreement with us, I will give you a crystal of Sheler, let you try to absorb it!"
"Uh……"
Wu Hai's heart moved slightly, and he nodded and said, "I'll consider it."
The automatic door opened and Wu Hai strode out.
...
The Adams family is located in the northwestern part of the Union.
It's cold and humid here, and after months of continuous rain, all creatures here are about to grow green hairs.
Wu Hai stood on a dual-rotor helicopter and descended to an altitude of no more than 300 meters above the ground.
He frowned and looked at the misty city in front of him, but he was shocked.
This place, whether it is the environment or the style and shape of various buildings, everything is very similar to London, England on the medieval earth.
What kind of connection does Atlantis have with the earth?
Wu Hai looked at the dozens of towering statues of the God of Light, and the endless bell ringing in his ears. He knew that this place should be the city ruled by the forces of the God of Light mentioned in the information.
He gave an order, and the helicopter flew over the low city at an ultra-low altitude and landed in a neat plantation forest on the southern outskirts of the city.
The neat fig tree is sad in the cold wind and rain!
On the tree trunk, countless big eyes stared coldly at Wu Hai who had jumped from the helicopter.
Behind him are several elite soldiers of the "Jasmine" mercenary group.
As soon as they jumped out of the helicopter with Wu Hai, they all shivered.
Immediately, patches of mist less than one meter high hovered on the ground in the wind, and Wu Hai couldn't help cursing: "This is really a good place to shoot horror movies."
suddenly!
One hand slammed Wu Hai's sleeve, Wu Hai almost instinctively knocked the person behind him away.
The person who caught Wu Hai suddenly was a middle-aged blond named Hua Sheng.
This short, weak Watson is the most experienced appraiser among the hundreds of appraisers in the entire "Jasmine" mercenary group. Watson is proficient in appraisal and appraisal of various jewellery and artworks.
Because of the particularity of this mission, Big Beard asked him to assist Wu Hai.
At this time, Watson, who was soaked all over, grabbed Wu Hai tightly. He trembled and muttered, "Boss, this place is too evil!"
"Ok!"
Wu Hai nodded, and then he squeezed Watson's shoulder vigorously.
Afterwards, he drew a pistol from his waist and put it into Watson's hand, "This place is really evil, so protect yourself."
Watson looked at the pistol in his hand crying,
Several mercenaries patted him on the shoulder with a weird smile, and surrounded him and followed Wu Hai.
Outside the fig grove, there is a path full of deciduous leaves.
Following the trail and going south for about half a mile, a dozen Orteka hounds suddenly rushed out of the bushes ahead.
"Wow..."
This pure-blooded excellent hunting dog barked at Wu Hai with a grin.
Wu Hai snorted coldly, and he glared fiercely at the group of bulldogs. The sound waves infused with mental energy caused more than a dozen Orteka hounds to immediately clamp their tails, moaning, and fled backwards.
Hearing the sound of the hound, a stiff, stiff, bald old man in a neat tuxedo walked out along the trail.
He glanced at the scattered hounds in surprise, and bowed slightly to Wu Hai in a rigid manner.
"Honorable knight, are you here? The master is waiting for you in the study."
Wu Hai didn't say a word, he just turned around to signal Watson and the others to follow him.
The bald old man took a group of people and circled the trail twice.
The front suddenly became clear!
In the dense fig orchard, is a crescent-shaped lake.
Facing the lake, there is a grassland of about tens of hectares. A simple three-story castle made of granite stands on the grass. To the left of the old castle, there is a stable, high-pitched horses hissing, constantly coming from the stables, more than twenty shiny thoroughbred horses, digging their hooves in the stables nervously.
"Oh, so many babies!"
Watson murmured, "Head, at the current market price, a good thoroughbred horse costs 50 million! Our client is fat!"
Wu Hai's eyes widened when he heard this.
He turned around and squeezed his eyes at Watson: "Brothers, be careful. For someone who can afford so many thoroughbred horses, there is a problem with the capital turnover? Go to hell! Our work this time is not necessarily easy! Damn it! Uncle Beard, isn't he deliberately cheating me?"
In addition to the professional Watson who followed Wu Hai to the Adams family, there were also thirty elite soldiers of the "Jasmine" mercenary group. These fighters are not villains from federal prisons, but special fighters retired from the federal regular army.
These people are the elite of the elite, the soldiers of the soldiers!
They can naturally analyze that this task will not be so simple!
Looking at the originally relaxed team members with satisfaction and becoming serious, Wu Hai looked up and down the castle in front of him, and followed the bald old man.
A dozen middle-aged men and women wearing the most traditional servant uniforms stood in front of the castle to greet Wu Hai and his party.
The bald old man led Wu Hai and Watson up the stairs through the spacious lobby on the first floor, while the other thirty fighters were left in the reception room on the first floor. Hot milk tea and snacks were waiting for them .
Go up to the second floor around the mahogany staircase that spirals up.
Then, passing through a corridor that was 100 meters long and covered with thick wool carpets, the bald old man led Wu Hai to a wooden door.
There are no less than 20 extremely famous ancient paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of a short corridor of about 100 meters.
Even without Watson's professional appraisal, Wu Hai can be sure that these ancient paintings are genuine.
It is hard to imagine that a person who wants to secretly auction family treasures can still keep so many thoroughbred horses, excellent hunting dogs, and so many ancient paintings!
It's so weird!
The old man was about to click the door knocker when Wu Hai suddenly pushed the door and walked in.
The bald old man stayed in a daze, reluctantly grabbed a step forward, and walked in front of Wu Hai.
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