"I think it's most appropriate to send you all to the S.D. Club."

When Jiang's father and mother were trembling and didn't know how to answer, a voice answered on Jiang Yan's behalf.

The old man in the wheelchair had a dull face, but a flash of panic flashed in his dim old eyes, and what he saw was not that he suddenly appeared in front of him. He was wearing a classic plaid shirt from the B family and a light beige woolen vest.

man, but patrolled behind the man with a little panic.

Just as the old man's hand was about to quietly touch the armrest of the wheelchair, the man's straight and slender legs wrapped in black jeans came to the old man in one step: "Mr. Yangkaitai, if I were you, I would

I can’t move that wheelchair.”

His gaze meant something.

The old man followed his gaze downstairs and saw five or six identical Hummer H2s parked at some point. The body was longer than an RV and the arrogant and domineering model exuded a murderous aura. It seemed that there were countless ferocious beasts locked inside.

The beast roars wildly, ready to choose someone to devour.

The old man hesitated for a moment, and four people appeared out of thin air. They pointed something like a nail gun in their hands at the old man's position and "Puff-Puff-Puff" fired four ropes intertwined into a two-story square frame. In the middle of the frame was the already somewhat helpless man.

Sheep Kaitai.

"You will have two choices: 1. Pay enough fees to join the S.D. Club; 2. Go your own way and join the S.D. Research Institute."

Yang Kaitai's face was extremely gloomy.

How could he not understand that joining a research institute meant that he was going to be studied?

He has heard about the S.D organization for a long time. It is an extremely secretive organization in Blue Star and is allowed to exist by several major powers in the world. It is a non-profit organization that specializes in exploring dark matter and certain mysterious forces and restricting or utilizing them.

Whether they are the descendants of Hobbits hiding in a tropical island country, or the self-proclaimed noble vampires, or the descendants of their mortal enemy the werewolf Will Clark, S.D will do everything possible to "invite" them to join the club as long as they find out.

The reason why Yang Kaitai keeps a low profile and always lets his godsons go out on his behalf is because he does not want to attract the attention of this very scary organization.

Yang Kaitai looked at the handsome young man in front of him who looked like a high-tech elite: "Why?"

If you choose one of the two options, you will lose your wealth and freedom and become a tool of the club; the other will become a piece of meat on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.

"The S.D Club can't just do whatever it wants without respecting its ideals, right?"

A piece of 4a paper was light but seemed to have its own consciousness and flew towards Yang Kaitai: "Mr. Yang is a smart man. You should know that any article on this paper is enough to make you sit in jail. If you are punished for several crimes,

, I think Mr. Yang will spend the rest of his life in prison if he lives for another three hundred years, and how do you know if the prison you are going to is an S.D. prison?"

Yang Kaitai's heart felt cold. His four adopted sons had died silently in a small place like Wayao Town, and the other three were now all under the control of S.D.

Whether it was the materials that exceeded the standard in Neon Country, the lives in Xingfu Village and the hidden industrial chain on the mountain, bribery of officials, or commercial fraud, Yang Kaitai's face was filled with a sarcastic smile, but his expression became increasingly complex.

He was pale, and his hands began to tremble constantly.

Everyone in the world is interested in profit, and there is no businessman who doesn't use all his tricks to make profits. Even if he sets up a small stall in the vegetable market, some people don't have to pay a single tax for a year, while some people can barely make ends meet with the money they earn after a hard day's work.

This is true for small vendors, let alone complicated shopping mall giants like them.

If we really want to check, who is cleaner than whom? Including the superior S.D Club itself, they are clean? So what does it mean to intimidate themselves now?

Either agree to the request to dispose of the family property and accept the recruitment of the S.D organization and join it without complaint, or wait for the inevitable lawsuit and then still lose all the money and take him to prison. S.D still has a way to get him to the research institute. Who in the world will care about the loss of a sheep?

Thai?

Moreover, the other party clearly stated that his life span has reached 300 years, which shows that he has been thoroughly investigated long ago.

"I can bring my entire Dongyang Co., Ltd. to join S.D., but please allow me to go to a place to resolve a personal grudge."

If he hadn't been careful not to attract the attention of the S.D organization, how could he have taken such a roundabout way to get something that belonged to him? If that dead girl hadn't been cunning and cunning, and had somehow manipulated the blood, he

How could he paralyze his legs and let others slaughter him at the critical moment of his life?

Even if he, Yang Kaitai, is unlucky, he will drag that dead girl with him to hell when he dies!

The young man smiled: "Do you want to find He Xiaoman?"

Before Yang Kaitai could speak, the man shook his head and said, "That's not okay, that's the little girl I want to protect."

His tone was gentle and sweet, as if the "little girl" he spoke of was right in front of him, but there was no warmth in his eyes, and the warm smile on his face was not as bright as his eyes at all.

"I can't talk to you any longer, otherwise someone will get there first. Let's go, President Sheep. First, take me to your house on Wupanding."

Yang Kaitai's face became a little ugly again.

He became paralyzed after taking the poisonous blood given to him by the dead girl in the house on the top of Wupan...

Grass!

Yang Kaitai suddenly understood what the young man meant. He wanted the blood that he had not yet had time to process!

When He Xiaoman arrived at the empty flat floor, even the walls and the floor where Jiang Yan's vomited blood had been cleaned up.

The whole house was as clean and tidy as not a single hair could be found.

Just like the house on Widianding, the finishing work is astonishingly detailed.

In fact, He Xiaoman just came to collect a debt from Jiang Yan, who had kidnapped his mother under the guise of a goddess.

If possible, get rid of the lingering treasure-holding man.

Not only did she add the lunar water and the flaming chicken blood obtained from Tianyuan Peak to the bottle of redeemed plasma, she also drew a tracking charm on the bottom of the bottle and wrapped it with mist.

But because it is out of control, the mist can only last for an hour before dissipating.

The tracking symbol will then be exposed.

Fortunately, the person who got her blood failed to find the tracking talisman in time for some reason, so He Xiaoman and Jiaofeng easily found the house on Wupanding.

It's a pity that they arrived late.

Xiao Hei found the flat floor of the Jiang family through a very strange spiritual aura inside, and naturally missed it again.

He Xiaoman was a little depressed.

It's like there are hands constantly pushing and changing everything she has set, always able to get things done first at the most appropriate time.

Even Zhang Caihua was rescued in advance.
Chapter completed!