Mysterious Tribulation

"Steel Tycoon?"

Aaron nodded, somewhat clear.

The identity of the opponent is undoubtedly higher than those of the agents controlled by the Green Forest Council, and it can even be said that to a certain extent in control of the kingdom's lifeline, there will not be too few enemies, no wonder so many bodyguards travel.

As for Britz, he was completely trying to take advantage of it. Perhaps he had tried it before and was pushed away mercilessly by the disgusted bodyguard.

Britz looked at Aaron and Helen with a very ugly expression.

"By the way, Mr. Britz, when are you going to pay the money?" Helen looked at Aaron and then at Britz, with a small fox smile on his face.

"As I said, there is no debt, this is fraud!"

Britz turned pale with anger, straightened his collar, and prepared to leave the deck.

At this moment, a child in shabby clothes rushed past the circle of Iger's bodyguards, made a grimace at the boy in the pair, and got into the crowd.

Iger's youngest son immediately rushed towards the crowd, with a smile on his face.

The bodyguard next to him quickly wanted to stop.

But at this moment, among the crowd, a man wearing a peaked cap suddenly took out a revolver from his arms.

boom!

The bodyguard had a **** chest and fell down.

There was a moment of silence on the deck, and then all kinds of women's screams, children's crying, men's roars...

The huge deck suddenly fell into chaos.

Kent took a step forward, and the guard was in front of Helen, watching the assassin.

He intuitively felt that the other party was not an Extraordinary, so he was not too nervous.

Aaron was even less nervous, watching the scenes calmly as a guest watching a play in an opera house.

The faces of those distorted and frightened passengers are like the best drama performances.

At the same time, he noticed that Britz was being squeezed to his side by the crowd, and the youngest son of Iger was also running in this direction panicking.

When the shooting happened, the bodyguard immediately threw Iger down, and the other little girl was also quickly taken away.

"Save... save little Louis!"

Iger yelled, almost seeing his young son being squeezed in a certain direction by the crowd.

Among his bodyguards, a certain Extraordinary's eyes flashed, and he threw a card.

In the hands of the Extraordinary, solitaire is also a powerful weapon of destruction!

But at this moment, an accident happened! The deck shuddered, causing his feet to slip violently.

The card traversed a subtle trajectory in mid-air, and did not directly cut the attacker's throat, but inserted it into his chest.

The man in the peaked cap fell to the ground, his eyes full of madness, his trembling arms raised the gun and aimed at the running little Louis.

"No!"

Amidst Iger's desperate cry, gunshots rang out.

boom!

A figure fell on the ground with a confused expression on his face, it was Britz!

He didn't know how to be squeezed in this direction, and fell over because of an accidental foot slip, like a pounce, blocking the bullet with his body.

Little Louis ran in front of Aaron, was picked up by him casually, and squeezed his face.

"Is this... a coincidence?"

Kent next to him was already stunned: "That Britz...it seems to be flying over to block bullets!"

He saw Britz shot in the chest and judged that the opponent had no hope of survival.

And the gunman was also dealt with by the bodyguard who had just awakened from a dream.

The crew and the captain with the shotgun arrived late, and took everyone to a separate cabin to appease and inquire.

Of course Aaron chose to tell the truth: "Brietz... I met him on the boat, and he still owes me 101 pounds and 3 shillings... I just came out to bask in the sun today. I also admire his heroic actions. ."

"Are you sure?" The chief mate on the ship was full of suspiciousness: "Is there an IOU?"

"no!"

"Well, I will record it truthfully."

…

When Aaron walked out of the cabin, he saw a ship doctor talking with Captain Wilson: "The gunman has been identified as a small businessman who went bankrupt due to vicious competition from the steel tycoon... Passenger Britz is confirmed dead."

"Holy Spirit..."

Wilson is an experienced and resolute old sea dog. He only sighed and looked at Aaron: "Mr. Jack Kosini, right? Mr. Iger Feller wants to see you."

After a while.

In the suite room.

Aaron sat in the spacious living room, looking at the surrounding decorations.

Iger, who had changed his clothes, walked in, and was followed by two bodyguards, one of whom had breathtaking eyes.

"Jack, can I call you Jack? I feel sorry for the passing of Mr. Britz... and also regret my previous rejection. He is not a villain, but a gentleman with noble character! "

Iger sighed and looked at Aaron again with his eyes on the world: "I want to repay him, Jack... Does he owe you more than a hundred pounds?"

"Yes."

Aaron nodded and admitted.

"This is true!" The female bodyguard with bright eyes was silent and responded.

Aaron felt the flow of spirituality and confirmed that the other party did not see through himself, but confirmed the lie and the truth through a special extraordinary ability. UU reading www.uukanshu.cOM

"Okay, my butler will pay this debt for Mr. Britz... Do you know where his family is? I will come to thank you." Mr. Iger sighed again.

Aaron thought for a while, and then told the plantation information that Britz had revealed.

For the rest, the steel tycoon will naturally investigate.

After the chat, seeing that the other party didn't intend to stay a guest, Aaron got up and said goodbye politely.

Before leaving, the butler also handed over an envelope with a stack of banknotes inside.

For that tycoon, this is not even a small amount of money.

Aaron's expression remained unchanged, returned to his cabin, closed the door, and looked at the envelope in his hand: "I'm back...The bet has returned to my hand in an unexpected form."

"Is this-the'law of accident'? As long as the contract is recognized by both parties, destiny will push its execution, let the price go to the person it deserves in an unexpected way, and collect terrible interest and punish breach of contract. By!"

Aaron closed his eyes and reviewed everything that had happened just now, and found that no matter whether it was the assassin's miss or Britz's slip, there was no trace of the influence of extraordinary power. It was completely coincidental.

"The gunman has already been on the ship, which means that the assassination is bound to happen. Britz and I were just involved in it by coincidence..."

"The power of destiny will make things proceed in a reasonable development?"

Aaron immediately understood the hegemony of the ‘law of accident’.

"This is just an incomplete ‘law’... So the prerequisite for reaching a contract is the approval of both parties and the agreement from the heart."

"What if it becomes complete? Could it be possible to force a contract... If I help you once, you must give me enough and generous ‘remuneration’? Destiny will be executed by itself?"