In the infighting that year, the three of them were all involved, and the persecution Swift suffered was inseparable from the three of them.

Swift said slowly: "It doesn't matter. The days will be long in the future. I will play with you three slowly, and I won't let you die so easily!"

After speaking, Swift suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, turned around and walked out of the cage.

Donald and the other two founders of the Black Hand Society drooped their heads weakly and sighed one after another.

They really didn't dare to imagine what the days they would face in the future, and they didn't dare to think about what punishment Swift would use to torture them.

Qiannan.

This country is located in the southern states, close to the equator, and is as hot as summer all year round, without a clear junction of seasons.

The fruits produced are sold all over the world, but there is no processing industry. The people here only rely on the most primitive planting industry to support their families and live in poverty.

Xiao Yang sat in the manor, with a huge parasol next to him blocking the hot sunlight above his head.

After David died, he led the Quicksands back to the manor where the Undead organization was located.

When the group of people who forcibly took over the Undead Organization saw that Xiao Yang and others were safe and sound, they came back without any harm. They knew in their hearts that David's plan had failed, and they had no intention of resisting Xiao Yang and others. They voluntarily surrendered, and returned the Undead Organization to Xiao Yang, and then escaped from the manor in shame.

Huang An and the bodyguards in the bodyguard team he led were waiting outside the manor and did not leave.

They couldn't help feeling funny when they saw the people from the Black Hand Club slipping away like oil on their feet and running for life, and then they returned to their respective guard positions, as if this little episode had never happened.

Xiao Yang closed his eyes under the umbrella and was enjoying the heat passing through the umbrella. The heat was shining by a lot of warm sunlight, warm, leisurely and comfortable.

Huang An walked to Xiao Yang's recliner with his hands and feet, as if he was afraid of disturbing Xiao Yang's rest.

After years of fighting, the days of licking blood on the tip of a knife have made Xiao Yang extremely vigilant all the time. Even when he was sleeping, a little bit of subtle sound could make him wake up immediately and immediately enter the battle.

This is not just the most basic quality of a warrior, but the subconscious that a war god has integrated into his bones.

"Do you have something to tell me?"

Xiao Yang still closed his eyes and said gently.

Huang An was surprised, calmed down a little, and said, "Brother Yang, Qiannan has a factory owner who wants to see you!"

"The boss of the factory?"

Xiao Yang said in confusion.

Huang An nodded and said, "This boss came from the Han Dynasty. His whole family came to Qiannan. He has been cooperating with our Undead Organization and distributed tens of millions of dividends to our organization every year. This time he heard that the Undead Organization has a new boss and must meet you in person!"

"From the Han Kingdom..."

Xiao Yang murmured with great interest.

It’s just a meeting, and you won’t lose any pounds of meat. Moreover, the dividends of tens of millions this year are not a small amount.

Xiao Yang agreed.

As noon approached, Huang An drove Xiao Yang to the restaurant booked by the factory owner, and then sat alone in the car and waited.

Before, he accompanied Liu Baolai to see the owner of the factory waiting outside the restaurant.
Chapter completed!