"In my opinion, killing is the easiest thing, but it is also the most troublesome thing, and it will easily leave criticism and handles. So unless it is necessary, I will not choose to kill people. Doing that is too risky for me. Besides, with my current identity, there seems to be no need to do that."

"What's more, if you want to die, I have a way, and I don't have to do it myself. Of course, my dear Lechester, you don't have any delusions. You will definitely die if you die. The only difference is how to die."

Hans squatted down, handed the cigar in his hand to Lechester's mouth, and said with a smile: "In the love between us brothers, I will give you a pleasure, provided that you have to transfer that patent right. As long as you are willing to transfer it, I can guarantee that you will meet God without any pain."

"By the way, I will also bury you and your parents together, so that your whole family can be reunited in heaven? Of course, if you want, I can even let Catherine come and bury you."

"Hans, are you still a man? How could you treat Catherine like this? No matter how unbearable this woman is, she is at least sincere to you. She helped you have the current foundation. If it weren't for her, could you control the Holy Flame Energy so quickly?"

"It seems that you were just cheating on her and playing with her feelings. I know you have always been thinking about her shares and wanting to get my patent from her, so you are just silly to her. But what's going on now? Your patience has finally been exhausted, so you can't solve all the troubles?" Lechester roared angrily after opening his mouth and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Haha, is your patience exhausted?"

Hans stood up and kicked Lechester suddenly, kicking his body to the corner of the wall, and said in a cold voice: "I am good to you, who told you to toast and not to eat the punishment. The original Holy Flame Energy could have grown to that scale without me? It is just that you, a kind guy, can make Holy Flame Energy stand out among so many companies. There is no left of the bone slag that has long been swallowed."

"But how did you treat me? Not only did you give me a little bit of shares, but you also arranged me to work abroad in order to dilute my influence and disperse the power in my hands. How could I willingly let you arrange it like that? At the beginning, you were obsessed with scientific research, so you let Catherine down. Who seduced her and whom is no longer so important. What's important is that now I have great power. And you can only lie at my feet like a pitiful person."

"Maybe you are right, my patience is really exhausted, and I can't give you so much time to consume. Three years, for three years, that bitch Catherine has not revealed the situation of that patent. I have also given you a chance. As long as you can tell, I will let you live. But you completely ignore my kindness, don't give me any hope, and don't give me hope. What's the use of staying in this world, you can only die."

Hans approached Lechester step by step, raised his foot and landed suddenly. He landed on his chest again, with a gloomy and terrifying expression.

"But I am a kind person. I will give you another chance. As long as you are willing to tell where the patent is, I will save you from torture and go on the road easily. There is also a reminder to you, don't think that there is a person from the Celestial Empire standing behind you, you will have the chance to turn over and have the possibility of a rise again. That's a huge joke."

"Do you think I am just playing the role of president in the past three years? Let me tell you. The power I have in my hands is nothing you can imagine. Don't say that the Celestial Man is not in Wiltshire now. So what if he comes? I will let him be buried with you, so this will be a fulfillment of your friendship."

Lechester's bloody cheeks sneered in a blur, and the mockery at the corners of his mouth emitted a hazy and gloomy aura under the cover of blood. After struggling to spit out a mouthful of bloody thick phlegm, he began to cough continuously. Every time he coughed, it would pull the pain in his body and continue to vomit blood, which looked particularly eye-catching.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful a scumbag like you have, you can't even threaten your master. The master's strength and mystery are not something you can imagine. Believe it or not, as long as my master comes over, you will kowtow and beg for mercy."

"Owner?"

Hans' eyes flashed with annoyance: "You are still willing to be a slave? Whose slave? Could it be the Celestial Man who helped you? Haha, it's simply ridiculous. Letchester, don't forget that you are a count. People like you represent the British aristocratic status, and you will also do such a humble act?"

Is it humble? Letchester simply shut up and only showed a sarcastic smile.

The more Lechester did, the more angry Hans was.

People like Hans who are fond of their righteousness and are unkind and unkind usually like to eradicate their roots in their work, and they like to trample their opponents to death without giving others a slight hope. They will never tolerate their opponents to get a chance to breathe and recuperate.

Hans took a chew of the cigar hard, and the hideous look on his face faded a lot, and replaced by a kind of gentleness.

Rare mild colors

When Lechester's eyes were covered by blood, when he saw this look, he suddenly remembered the scene when he and Hans started their business together. However, the past is like smoke and clouds, and there will never be a chance to save what has passed.

"Lechester, I advise you a few more words again, hoping you can listen. I don't know what you think, why you have such strong confidence in the so-called master. But what I want to say is that he will never come."

"You must know that this is Wiltshire, the territory of Britain. He has always been a Celestial man, so how dare he act freely on the territory of Britain? Even if I stand in front of him and let him take action, will he dare? Of course, in order to completely cut off your fantasies, I can tell you that in this Wiltshire, I am fully prepared."

"As long as the master behind you appears here, the police will arrest them and hand them over to the Immigration Bureau to seize them. Don't tell me that they have been through regular procedures. Is this useful? All these are nonsense. As long as I want, they can be charged with crimes at any time. You know this. So they will be too busy to take care of themselves and will not have the opportunity to rescue you. For you, you will also have to take care of your so-called master. I don't think you want to see that scene happen."

"Think about it carefully and make a break. I will give you time to consider it, but it is best not to be too long. If it is too long, I am afraid I will lose patience."

Hans glanced outside through the basement window, then raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"Every hour, they will come in and continue to greet you. Unless you figure it out and give it up, they will not stop. By the way, my patience will only wait until you are dawn. When it's dawn and I've finished breakfast, if you don't give a clear answer, my dear buddy, sorry, what's waiting for you is to bury yourself, you will never be able to breathe the fresh air outside and become part of this basement."

Hans threw the cigar on the ground, stepped on it and then turned around and walked out of the basement.

Bang.

After closing the door of the basement, he curled up in the corner, tied up like a rice dumpling, and his face showed an unconcealed sadness. He never expected that he would become like this in just a few days of being a clean person.

And this time it seems that he is really in a desperate situation. He was free in the past, but now? He is a prisoner and may be silenced by Hans anytime and anywhere.

"I am a British aristocrat and an earl, so can't I recognize Su Mu as my master? What kind of absurd logic is this? What is the ultimate view of this world is how powerful your power is, or how great your personal charm is. Su Mu is a person worthy of my loyalty, and I will think that there is no problem with the master. However, you have no sympathy for me in the so-called aristocratic system in Britain. If anyone could help me, how could I fall to this point?

""Most of the officials in Wiltshire have been bribed by you Hans. They are your people. If I don't take the wrong steps, how can I take back everything that belongs to me? As long as I can regain the Holy Flame Energy, I know that the ungrateful wolves, fence-grasses, and things that look down on people will shook their tails and beg me for mercy. In this society with capital, as long as you have money in your hands, you are God, and you are their real parents."

"When I was almost killed by the people you Hans sent in Cambridge, it was the master who came miraculously and rescued me. He did not take the so-called danger at all. He chose without hesitation, and I respect me without hesitation. Compared with him, Hans is just a toad. If you want my patent, you will die as soon as possible. I will definitely not give you any chance."

"What is the most important thing about being a human being? It is happiness and gratitude. A person who is unhappy in life is pathetic, and a person who does not know how to be grateful is pitiful. I am grateful for my master now. I am happy. I have more to say. Hehe, Hans, you said that the master will not come. I can guarantee that the master will definitely come. You don't know how powerful the master is, and you don't know what kind of person you are provoking this time. Just wait for your own destruction."

Lechester struggled, rolled to the wall and leaned against it, taking a deep breath with the faint moonlight from the window outside. When his whole body was covered with the pungent smell of blood, he suddenly grinned.
Chapter completed!