hire any martial artists even if I offer them a fortune.Influenced by them, not a single bank or financial institution on Hong Kong Island dared to lend me money. None of my previous friends dared to...The Brown family's estate was not only large enough but also boasted luxurious facilities. Even as night fell, it remained bright as day under the glow of various opulent lights.

John was wearing a white tuxedo. Although he was getting up there in years, with gray hair, he still looked energetic and sprightly.

He stepped into Lord Crestington's room and said respectfully, "My lord, things are progressing very smoothly as you instructed."

Kreston stood by the window, holding a glass of red wine, taking a sip with a contented expression before asking: "How's it going over at the maximum security prison Is everything arranged"

"It's already been arranged. Before Ye Bufan arrived, I had the specially made poison sent over."

This medicine was specially made, designed entirely for Eastern martial artists. As soon as you drink it, all your chi will be lost, and you'll have no resistance whatsoever.

"You're doing well, but that kid named Ye isn't an ordinary person. You need to step up your game."

John chuckled darkly, "Master, have no worries. I've used ten times the strength of an ordinary warrior; it'll be enough to soften him up like dough."

"That's good." Creston chuckled, then asked, "What about the Lawrence family Any movement there"

"There are some developments. After Ye Bufan was imprisoned, George went around mobilizing his connections, but as you said, it's a big deal with the Feld family losing their eldest son, and with the head of the family here watching over things."

No one dared to answer his request, nor did anyone dare to let Ye Bufan out.

Just a short while ago, he went to the Feld family with people to negotiate with Orlando.

Kreston raised his cup and took a sip. "Well"

"As a result, Orlando followed your instructions and first took all the shares of Angel Pharmaceutical. Then, he demanded 10 billion US dollars in compensation."

But George refused, and he left the Field family's estate very angrily with his people.

"Hehehe, are you angry I bet he won't be angry in a few days," Creston said smugly. "I dare say that in three days at most, George will come to the door with his people begging for peace, and they'll agree to our terms without hesitation."

"The head of the family is brilliant and ingenious. I heard there's a very capable person named Zhuge Liang in China, but I think he's still no match for the head of the family."

John's ability to be reused in the Brown family was not only because the old man was capable, but also because he was very good at reading people. This flattery struck Kreeston very favorably. Kreeston laughed loudly: "Well, you've had a busy day too, go back and rest. We'll have good news soon."

"Then I shall take my leave, Head of the House. You should rest early as well."

John exited the room, returning to his own quarters with a smug expression.

Everything today was accomplished under his own direction, and he is sure to be rewarded handsomely by the family once the matter is complete.

Although he was a servant of the Brown family, he was treated very well and lived in a two-story house on the estate.

John drifted off to sleep, closing the door behind him. But when he turned around, he was met with the sight of a young man sitting on the sofa in the living room, legs crossed and sipping from a bottle of red wine that sat on the table.

"Ye... Ye... Ye Bufan..."

After seeing the man's face, John was terrified out of his wits. He never expected Ye Bufan to appear in his room.

"Someone, come here quickly…"

The old man opened his mouth wide and began to shout, but after a long time, there was no sound from outside the room.

John was very surprised, because he knew that the Brown family's defense was extremely strict with security guards patrolling 24 hours a day.

Logically, someone should have come to check the sound of his shout immediately. However, the security guards outside didn't make a single move.

A playful smile spread across Ye Bufan's face. The soundproofing barrier he had set up was so effective that even if someone shouted at the top of their lungs or demolished the house, no sound would leak outside.

Suddenly, he remembered a classic line from a famous Chinese film and blurted out: "Shout! Shout as much as you want! Even if you scream until your throat is hoarse, no one will care."

But then he shook his head, generally speaking this line is said to a beautiful woman, and the one in front of him was clearly an old geezer.

John shouted for a long time, but there was no response. He turned his head and was about to flee the room, but as soon as he turned around, he found Ye Bufan appearing before him like a ghost.

"Old man, where are you going"

Ye Bufan gave him a playful smile and then directly used the Soul Capturing Technique.

"Tell me, what exactly happened at the club today"

"All of this was a trap set by Master Crestone. He has been watching you ever since you arrived in Apple City..."

John recounted the whole story. It turned out that from the moment Lu Banxia accepted the Angel Pharmaceuticals, the Brown family had begun to plot and even conducted a thorough investigation on Ye Bufan.

Even if Ye Bufan didn't appear at the No. 1 Club today, the Brown family would implement this plan through other means, and Barkley was just a pawn prepared to be sacrificed in advance.

If Barclay is killed, the Brown family will use their influence to acquire Angel Pharmaceuticals. If they don't run, they will be arrested and used as leverage to force Ye Bufan to hand over his assets.

In summary, this scheme is extremely vicious. Whether Ye Bufan resists or obeys, the final result will be that Tianji Pharmaceutical will end up in Brown's hands.

The entire plan was orchestrated by the head of household, Creston, with John carrying out the specifics.

After making sure everything was clear and learning about the Brown family, Ye Bufan lifted the soul-binding spell. Then, his gaze turned to John with murderous intent: "You're not young anymore, are you"

John realized something. He immediately pleaded, "Mr. Ye, please let me go! This was all the headmaster's idea, I had nothing to do with it..."

"At this age, after a lifetime of evil deeds, it's time to go find God for forgiveness."

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he reached out and snapped the old man's neck.

In another villa not far away, a middle-aged man in his forties was having the most primal activity with a young model in his arms.

He is the eldest son of Creston, Charlton, a very capable second-generation heir.

Just as he reached the peak, a searing pain suddenly shot through his back, and he collapsed onto the bed.

The woman hadn't felt anything until she suddenly saw the blood dripping from Charlton's mouth, and immediately screamed in terror.

"Someone, come quickly!"

With her piercing scream, countless security guards immediately rushed in from outside.

After confirmation, it was discovered that Charlton had died completely and there was no further hope of recovery.

Crestton, upon receiving the message, rushed over and immediately flew into a rage upon seeing the situation.

"What are you all doing Find out who the culprit is and bring them to justice!"

The Browns' skilled investigators immediately began searching everywhere, turning the entire estate upside down. However, apart from finding old John's body, they found nothing else.

In addition, a note was found in John's room, written in small English letters, "Apologize to Mr. Ye and win his forgiveness, or else one of your family members will die every day until they are all dead."an.Anthony knelt beside him, his heart pounding with fear. He never imagined that he would have to face the man of the Red Cardinal Bishop.Marcus's face was now as white as a sheet, his legs trembling...