"Dudu...Sorry! The..."

Before the prompt was over, Peter hung up the phone angrily, and then reluctantly sent a text message to Diane.

At this time, ten minutes had passed since the attack.

Although the first batch of reincarnation teams have successfully reincarnated into another world, it is not surprising that another batch will come when the hiding place has been exposed, so they must evacuate here immediately.

However, he couldn't call Diane out. The safe room in the villa was obviously too safe. The walls were airtight enough to withstand bombs. Not to mention the sound, even the slightest vibration could not be transmitted.

Obviously, his fingerprints were not recorded in the safe room, so naturally he could not enter.

The only means of contact was through the mobile phone. Although there was still signal, Diane's phone could not be dialed. In the end, she had to send a text message to explain the situation, and then began preparations for evacuation.

After another ten minutes, the door of the safe room opened silently. Diane carefully poked her head out to check the situation, and in her hand was a wooden stick that she had broken off from somewhere.

Her pride did not allow her to sit still and wait for death. After knowing that Milk did not intend to harm herself, she decided to use his order not to harm herself as a last resort.

Since it was dark in the villa at this time, she had to squint her eyes and move forward slowly. After a while, she discovered the bodies of the intruders, and a black figure was groping on them.

Only one person left?!

Diane was ecstatic. She thought that no matter how good Peter was, he could only replace two or three people, but she didn't expect that he would bring her such a big surprise.

Originally, she just wanted to fight to the death, but she didn't expect that there was a real possibility of victory now.

While secretly rejoicing, Diane also decided that after she regained real power, she would find Peter's relatives, give him every cent of the promised three million US dollars, and give him the highest standard of burial.

Seeing herself getting closer and closer to the black shadow, Diane couldn't help but become excited.

She held her breath and moved forward slowly. She knew that she only had one chance. When she was still three steps away from the black shadow, she rushed out and slashed it down with the force of a stick that could split the Huashan Mountain.

"Boom!"

Diane's eyes only felt blurry, and then she was pushed against the wall, the wooden stick in her hand was gone, and the black shadow had grabbed her neck, and there was pain in her lower abdomen, as if

Something pressed against my stomach.

"Hmm~"

Diane groaned with difficulty, her throat had been pinched by the black shadow, and the huge force made her throat feel like it was being torn apart and the pain was unbearable.

But compared to the physical pain, what caused her more pain was that she had completely lost the possibility of a comeback. It was clear that her opponent was the last one left.

However, just when Diane was feeling desperate, the hand holding her neck immediately let go, and the pistol pressed against her lower abdomen was withdrawn.

Then the black figure spit out a sentence in Chinese that was clear and beautiful.

"Are you sick?"

Diane was stunned at first, then looked intently, and then she was surprised to find that the black figure in front of her was the temporary bodyguard she had just arranged for the funeral, Peter.

After the surprise, she found that her body suddenly lost strength, and she was about to sit on the ground, but she was hugged by Peter with quick eyes and hands, and then he reluctantly placed her on the sofa.

At this time, Diane finally had the mood to observe the situation around her. She looked around the villa that had been riddled with holes and saw the corpses of the reincarnated team.

After the surprise, she felt a little curious about Peter's identity and origin.

But she was also sensible enough not to ask any more questions, she just thought about it secretly in her mind.

Peter had already counted the loot at this time. It must be said that no matter how skilled these killers were, the details were still very good. They did not carry any documents that could prove their identity, nor did they bring anything irrelevant to the operation.

A tactical belt, several HK P30 semi-automatic pistols equipped with silencers and tactical flashlights, several magazines, and a small amount of Glock 26 pocket pistols are all Peter's trophies.

In addition to the car keys of three SUVs, the two of them were finally able to get rid of the fatal police car.

Not long after, Peter had already carried Diane into the car and quickly left the villa.

Less than ten minutes after the two left, another convoy arrived. After discovering traces of the battle, they quickly surrounded the villa, then carefully started exploring, and soon came to the conclusion that the entire army was annihilated.

And the news quickly reached Milke's ears.

At this time, Milk was still pacing back and forth in a rather luxurious conference room. It must be said that Milk's appearance was very handsome, with three-dimensional facial features and a slender and tall figure. Paired with the crisp black suit on his body, he looked very handsome.

He has a mature and steady temperament, rather like a polite and aristocratic young master.

When he saw Cotton, the housekeeper of the old house, arriving, his face was filled with a soft smile, but this smile that revealed hypocrisy made people dislike him.

"Have you caught her? Is she injured? Where is she now? I have to go see her."

Milk's eager questions did not affect this middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old.

I saw Cotton approaching politely, then stopped, and then responded calmly:

"The first team you sent was completely wiped out, and Miss Diane is temporarily missing."

The smile on Milk's face suddenly froze. He seemed to not understand Cotton's words and stayed there for a long time. Then the smile on his face turned ferocious.

"The whole army was wiped out? The killers trained by our family with a lot of money were wiped out by a beautiful lady? So we spent so much money to cultivate such a group of wastes?!"

Cotton continued in that calm tone:

"When the second group of troops arrived, they deployed the cameras in the villa. They discovered that there was a bodyguard beside Miss Diane. He protected Miss Diane and escaped from there."

"Oh, that makes sense, after all, she already has a bodyguard!"

Milk sneered unabashedly, and then he roared angrily:

"One person wiped out an entire team? Is he a Delta veteran? Or a Ranger instructor? Oh, I know! He must be a super agent trained by SHIELD!"

Cotton looked at the dizzy-eyed Milk and sighed secretly, but his tone did not change at all.

"Through the analysis of surveillance video, he should indeed be a warrior with rich combat experience, and his control of the battlefield and timing are perfect."

Milk looked at Cotton in disbelief. He did not expect him to have such a high opinion of this new little character, which made him feel a sense of fear.

But then his anger grew stronger. He thought for a moment and then gave the order.

"Inform us that we have all the informants in the police station to give priority to finding Diane's whereabouts. Once she is found, we will send troops to arrest her. If there is difficulty in arresting her..."

Milk hesitated painfully for a moment and finally said:

"Then kill Diane!"

After hearing this, Cotton's calm expression finally changed, and he solemnly reminded:

"Master Milk, this is against the rules."

"Rules? Even if I shoot and kill an unlucky guy in the police station, no one would dare to arrest me. Do you think these rules can restrain me? I am not the pedantic old-fashioned uncle Eric!"

Milk's insult to the current head of the family made Cotton raise his eyebrows, but he did not show his dissatisfaction and just said softly:

"The two are not the same, Master Milk. If you break the law and escape punishment, many people may think it's great and even look down upon you. But if you break a default rule, you will be punished.

Scorned by thousands of people, you will be regarded as an enemy by everyone."

Milk frowned and stared at Cotton, but the latter just stood there unfazed. In the end, Milk was the first to be defeated. He gritted his teeth and said helplessly:

"Okay, let them search for Diane and ensure her safety, and kill as much as possible the little bodyguard who jumped out of nowhere."

Cotton did not respond and calmly left the meeting room.

Milk, on the other hand, stared at Cotton's back with a deep expression. Then he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number skillfully.

As soon as the call was dialed, he couldn't wait to say:

"I have some accidents here. I need to activate that army in the name of the current head of the family!"

There was no reply on the other end of the phone. After a long silence, a soft voice came out.

"You are not qualified."

"Not qualified? How is it possible?! I am already the head of the family! Are you going to violate the sacred contract with our family?!"

"Of course we will not violate the contract, so we did not interfere in the conflict between you and Miss Diane, but that's all."

"But I am the current head of the family! Do you also want to refuse my direct order?"

The voice on the phone is no longer soft, but contains something very serious.

"Based on the contract between us, I will do my best to meet your family's requirements.

However, that force is not something you can easily activate. Even Mr. Eric does not have this power. If you think that all members of the church are your subordinates, then this is not an interesting misunderstanding for us.

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Then he hung up the phone.

Milk looked at the phone blankly, as if he couldn't believe that the other party dared to refuse his order, let alone that the other party would just hang up on him.

His face quickly became distorted, and his originally handsome face was now horribly ugly. He wanted to throw the phone out of the window several times to vent his anger. His fists were clenching, but he finally put down the phone.
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"Sure enough, these bastards and trash can't be counted on, but don't think that this is the end of it."

Milk cursed fiercely, and then he made another call. Unlike before, this time his words were very respectful, and even a little timid. He said carefully:
Chapter completed!