At this moment, the cardinal is stiff all over, like a mummy who has been silent for many years. He doesn't dare to breathe. Moreover, he is not standing in the front. His respectful manner is totally different from the conversation he had with Ouyang Xiasha before, but

"There is no signal, there is no signal, it seems that the signal is blocked, so she is really one by one." the man continued to dial the phone, and said in a low voice. The more he said later, the lower his voice was. In the end, there was a man's desire to talk and stop.

After listening to the man's words, the bodyguards who followed him all the year round quickly gathered around him. One of them even took out a satellite phone and handed it to the man.

The man took the satellite phone without hesitation, seemed calm to make the phone call, and then issued an order one by one, orderly, each one is very clear, but these bodyguards and men who follow him all the year round can feel the inner peace of the men in front of him, because their cold-blooded Royal Highness's hands are shaking one by one.

"Your Highness, something's wrong down there!" The bodyguard standing next to the man glanced at the glass wall beside him. When he saw the scene downstairs, he was surprised and said that although the voice was not very loud, it was enough for the whole private room to be heard emotionally.

After listening to the bodyguard's words, they all went to the direction of the glass wall and glanced down. Unexpectedly, they saw that the meeting hall below had been surrounded by a group of people in black.

Some disobedient people who are unconvinced and can't look at people's eyes and boast of being very high have already been cleaned up by those people in black and become part of the blood that they have sacrificed to dye the red floor.

The red and gorgeous blood has a strong impact on people's senses and vision. It is extremely dazzling. It seems that through the thick bulletproof glass wall, you can smell the pungent smell of blood.

Seeing such a bloody scene, the men's bodyguards and subordinates, before they had time to think more and make corresponding countermeasures, heard the sound of the door of their box being knocked.

The man glanced at the downstairs thoughtfully, then calmly put the satellite phone to his bodyguard, slowly took off his suit coat, revealing the white shirt he was wearing inside, perfect figure, strong and powerful, but no exaggeration of arms, coupled with the demon like appearance, as well as the ready to move dark night eyes, that is, ghosts see, probably all Can't help but stop the action on the hand, deeply into it.

If you don't believe it, just look at those present, and follow the silly expressions of the bodyguards and subordinates around the men for many years. They just watch their noble highness, roll up the sleeves of their white shirt, go to the door, open the door, kick out, and then get rid of one person.

And then what do they see? If they are not dazzled, if their intelligence does not degenerate to school-age children, then what they see is that their noble, ever since they took over those forces, they are extremely low-key, extremely noble, never show their talents, and their royal highness, who has always been a gentleman's model, has made a road of violence, and then turned around It just disappeared.

If, just if, if Ouyang Xiasha is here now, he will be able to recognize the man called "Your Highness", not LAN Zixi, who she saved three times, not LAN Zixi, who saved her, her mother and aunt in the secret room a few days ago?