The American Scripture

Arthur is dead. A very strong-looking driver in his thirties, Arthur, died silently. The shock that this brought to Bernard was very big, he could hardly believe his eyes, and he also knew another role of Arthur, besides being a driver, he was also a very powerful fighter.

But such a person died silently in his car, and there was no other person in the car. He immediately turned around and faced Zoe again, with anger and surprise in his eyes. Yeah, except for himself, there was only one person who had a reason to kill Arthur.

"Did you do it?" He said hoarsely, staring at Zoe with red eyes. There was a monstrous wave in his heart, and he felt that he was a little bit bigger. This woman seemed to be far more than the surface that he saw.

"I did it?" Zoe also saw that the driver died suddenly, and her heart was about to jump out. She felt as if this matter had something to do with herself, but she didn’t know what was going on. So when Bernard pressed her, she sneered, “I’m sitting opposite you. I did nothing. You I can see it clearly, but I suspect that you killed him yourself!"

"I killed him? Haha, do you think this was a joke?" Bernard was about to get close to Zoe again, and his face was almost touching Zoe's.

"Stay away from me!" Zoe glared at him angrily, not timid at all. She didn't want to show her weakness in front of this bastard. She had to be stronger. He couldn't let him think that she was weak and deceived.

The two looked at each other for a long time. Bernard finally retreated his body, and then slowly sat in the seat. He looked at Zoe with some emotional complexity, slowly brewing emotions.

"You are fine, you hide so deeply!" Bernard suddenly smiled, "But... don't think you will win. I will let you know what kind of person I am!" said his eyes. Suddenly it became red, like scarlet blood illuminated by moonlight.

"Bernard!" Zoe screamed in surprise. She couldn't figure out why people became like this. Although she was still determined, the change was still too shocking.

Perhaps it was Zoe's exclamation that awakened Bernard. He seemed to wake up suddenly, the blood red in his eyes slowly began to recede and became normal. And Bernard, who had become normal, gradually began to normalize his mentality. He pursed his mouth and said nothing.

The two faced each other for a while, and Bernard seemed to have made up his mind. Said to Zoe: "Go! Go quickly!"

"Ah—" Zoe was taken aback, she was a little surprised, surprised at Bernard's change of mind, but she immediately reached out to the doorknob. This time, she gently pulled the door. Just opened. Zoe jumped out of the car quickly. Then she ran along the road, she wanted to leave this terrible guy far away.

Bernard also got out of the car, not looking at the direction Zoe left, but opened the door of the cab, hugged Arthur in the driver's seat, and placed it in the back seat of the car. Get in the cab by yourself, start the car, soon. The car disappeared into the night.

The car drove very quickly, arrived in Miami in less than three hours, and then stopped in a luxurious villa on Palm Tree Beach. Bernard got out of the car and walked straight upstairs. It was early morning at this time, but the lights were still on in the study room upstairs.

"You didn't bring anyone here?" Sitting on the wooden chair behind the desk was a man who looked like Moyo in his seventies. His hair was a bit gray. But the spirit is very good, with a pair of eyes, the light from the lens is very sharp, not like a dying person at all.

"Or kill someone?" He stood up. Then he walked aside, took a book from the shelf, walked to sit down behind the desk, and in the process, except for the person who came in, he stopped raising his eyes, as if there was nothing to arouse His interests are the same.

"No!" Bernard said respectfully.

"Did you kill her or bring her back?" The old man finally raised his eyes and looked at the young man standing in front of him. "You are more stable, and you are much stronger than Grisen, and you are most likely to inherit this family. One of the candidates, can you tell me the reason?"

"Because I'm not sure!" Bernard finally expressed his concerns.

The old man glanced at Bernard in surprise, and then nodded: "I believe what you said, is there anyone around her protecting her? It can even make you feel unsure. I think it must not be easy!"

"Yes, I think so too. Because I can't feel their presence, but they easily killed Arthur." Bernard lowered his head, some dare not lift it up, "So... I'm sorry, I Can be responsible for what I do and accept punishment from any family!"

"No, you are not to blame for this!" The old man shook his head. He was shocked by Arthur's death in his heart, and he died silently. He knew that Arthur's ability was the best in their family, not only a driver. , And also a very good bodyguard, "It seems... we all underestimated our opponents!"

"Yes, this was a mistake. I thought, should all the people sent out be called back?" Bernard carefully put forward his own suggestions. When Arthur died silently, there was a huge wave in his heart, so in the end, he made a wise choice.

"Wait!" The old man shook his head, "You can't stop the whole thing because of your opinion. If it's not feasible, stop it. You go down, take a good rest, Arthur is buried well, he Serving the family all his life, he deserves the honor he deserves."

"Yes, I'll do it now!" Bernard nodded, then walked out quietly, closing the door by the way. He said what he should say. As for how to decide, it depends on the decision of the old man in the study. He is the highest power in the entire Modine family-Diocletian. Germany. Mole.

Hear the door making a soft closing sound. Dickery could no longer read the book. He took off his glasses and threw them at the desk. He rubbed his nose and leaned on the chair. Bernard's words just now made him feel a little worried. This feeling is very real.

It looks like that **** kid Grison. Modine caused a big trouble for the Modine family. Now the opponent hasn't turned their faces with them, because if they turn their faces, they can be seen by killing Arthur silently. They also have the ability to kill Bernard, but they didn't do that, so there is still room for maneuver in this matter!

But once it is closed, it will trigger a sense of distrust in the family. The orders issued have never been taken back in the family. Although every person in power has the right to take back his orders, he does not matter. How can't be the first person to do this.

"Jason." Dickery called.

There was one more person in the room, a man in his sixties. His thin figure made him look very long, but the whole person looked like a silent ghost, at least Bernard just now. When I was in the room, I didn't notice that there was such a person.

"Go and see them. I'm afraid they will do something wrong!" Diocletian sighed softly. "The family is full of unconscious people. Apart from Bernard, there is no one who can The person who inherited the family business, but... his age is too young to convince the crowd."

"And you are presiding over the overall situation, he will get the authority he deserves!" The old man replied in a low voice.

"I hope so." Diocletian shook his head, "Go ahead, don't disturb other people. What I am most worried about is the Fan Zhen they dealt with. I checked his background and other things. I wish I couldn’t see through this person. What’s more interesting is that Dan Milk, the deputy executive chairman of the California Senate, has connections with this person.”

"Do you want to try his strength?" the old man said.

"That's right, if we are strong enough, we don't want to provoke such people! Don't forget, the reason why our family can stand for a hundred years is because we can maintain a sufficiently low profile in front of those with sufficient capabilities." Dai Kerry gave a bitter smile, "If he has enough weight, hand over Greyson. You can't hurt the whole family just because of him. Unfortunately... he is much worse than Bernard!"

"Bernard is great!"

"Do you know what I admire most about him?" Dioclete looked at the old man, "Because he can maintain sufficient modesty, patience, low-key, and even sacrifice in front of capable people!"

"I know!"

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ do this thing well, don't let them go crazy." Diocleti said, leaning on the chair very tired, and stopped talking.

The old man knew that he was tired, so he quietly turned around and walked out of the room gently. He was going to complete the task Diocletian gave him. In the whole family, he was a special existence. He was only loyal to Diocletian. People and the younger generations in the family maintained a respectful attitude towards him.

His figure quickly disappeared into the night.

At the same time, Grayson was staying in the basement of a room. Opposite him was his father walking around, and his mother looked outside with some anxiety. The outside of the basement was guarded. The atmosphere in the basement was a bit depressing. Although it was still relatively clean, it made Greyson a tendency to get angry.

"Isn't it foolproof? How did they get into the woods? The things that stump the Modine family are all for good looks, for display, or even for hide and seek? Damn it!" Grisen couldn't hold back again. Screamed, he needs to vent! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.) 9