"Boss... You! Count aslon, you'd better not offend! "

Behind Yang Qiu, Riley's face turned white.

His words stunned Yang Qiu, while Satan, Arthur, Dracula and strongen flashed a hint of irony from Riley at the same time.

"Oh?"

Yang Qiu looked back at Riley, then thought about it, then looked at him again and asked:

"Why do you say that? Is this guy great?"

Riley wiped the cold sweat from his palm, walked up to Yang Qiu and said seriously:

"Yes, this guy is very powerful. There are no two people in Canada who dare not give him face."

He could not help but frown slightly, looked at his four men, and then deliberately smiled and said:

"Impossible? This guy is so good? Can he be better than your family? "

Although Yang Qiu's remark is meant to be a joke, it is also because the bright family does have a strong strength and background here. Otherwise, the largest Mafia family in the United States would have been here for more than 20 years and would only be on an equal footing with the bright family.

Enzo Brett, an old man, is definitely not a simple figure. It's not too much to say that he is an owl.

Compared with other people, Riley must have directly sneered and said, of course, but compared with the count of aslon, Riley directly admitted Yang Qiu's words and even said:

"Boss, my family, compared with the count of aslon, is simply the difference between a farmer and a noble master."

Yang Qiu's eyebrows wrinkled deeper. He looked at Riley. Riley's face was a little complicated. After thinking about it, he said:

"The Earl of aslon of the previous generation was the right-hand assistant of the queen of England when she was young. He was the 16th governor of Canada. In Canada, he had a very strong background and strength. It even has legal immunity. Do you... Understand the meaning of this legal immunity? "

Yang Qiu couldn't help being curious:

"Isn't that the authority of the head of state only during his term of office? Although he was once a governor, is that the matter of the previous generation? "

Riley smiled bitterly and nodded:

"Yes, so I say that the Earl of aslon is very powerful. His family is given special treatment in the British royal family. This legal immunity is hereditary. Of course, the Earl of aslon of this generation is extremely low-key, never appears in any public, and even deliberately erases the traces of the family's existence. Therefore, even in Vancouver, few people know the details of the aslon family. "

Yang Qiu could not help nodding slowly. He originally wanted to find trouble with the Earl of aslon, but since this guy had such a good relationship with the British royal family, it would inevitably involve something, so he pondered for a few seconds before he said to strongen:

"Strongen. In that case, then... Let's take a step back this time and choose another place. "

Yang Qiu's words made strongen say nothing, but Satan and Arthur snorted, and dekula said extremely unhappily:

"Boss, just a little count, hum, in front of me...!"

Yang Qiu stared at dekula coldly, which made the guy swallow his words directly.

"We can't judge who this guy is, but I'm curious. He seems hostile to us. Where does this hostility come from?"

Riley said quickly:

"Boss, I advise you not to trouble this guy. The most powerful guys in Canada will maintain a certain respect for this family. I don't know what to say. In short, if we don't trouble him, he won't trouble us."

Riley is a guy who runs rampant in Vancouver, but the dignified expression on his face at this time is obviously not pretending, but a real fear.

It seemed that Enzo Brett had told him that no one should be provoked.

But things were different from what Yang Qiu expected. The next day, when he was going to negotiate with strongen to buy another piece of land, the invitation of count aslon was actually sent to him.

The person who sent the invitation was a steward of the aslon family. When Yang Qiu saw each other, he decided to touch the count who had the so-called legal immunity.

The steward was extremely arrogant. Even when he looked at Yang Qiu, he let out a little look in his eyes by looking up at the 45 degree angle of the sky. It was as if Yang Qiu was stinky dog shit on the ground and an immortal in the sky.

This attitude, let alone stimulate Yang Qiu, really stimulated the four people under Yang Qiu.

Only they know that their boss, what a terrible figure, a little count of shit, is not even a stronger ant.

It is said that Longyou shoal was played by shrimp. This is not a trick, but a humiliation.

And it seems that there are still some means for follow-up, which is very obvious.

Does that mean you want to drive yourself out of Vancouver?

yes.

Riley followed up with the invitation. Yang Qiu didn't bother to say half a word to the other party, sent the guy away directly, and then said to strongen:

"Strongen, tell the buyer of the land today. Let's go and meet the count of aslon for a while."

Strongen's eyes lit up. This humiliation is a capital crime for him. Who is he? One of the three giants of the black alliance. The Dark Alliance in the western world is a terrorist existence against the Holy See, blood clan and werewolf.

"Good boss, do you need me to come directly to the door and catch that damn bastard for you!"

Yang Qiu frowned and smiled coldly:

"When someone sends an invitation, we'll see you at the door!"

Riley can only smile bitterly on one side. This guy is now completely submissive to Yang Qiu. Although he is a dandy, he still has no lack of vision. He knows that if the boss fights with the count of aslon, it is mostly Mars hitting the earth. Who loses and who wins, that is, no one knows.

Riley knew for a long time that Dracula had some temperament. This Dracula was probably a great aristocrat.

Is it easy for such a guy to have an ancient castle in Sicily, Europe?

But can it be an opponent of the aslon family?

My boss is rich and has people, but after all, you are an outsider. A strong dragon doesn't pressure a local snake.

When Riley was thinking, Yang Qiu was already telling him.

"Riley, go and prepare. Let's go to the banquet of Lord aslon this afternoon. Well, yes, this invitation is really high-grade, but... Hehe, it's so powerful. How good is it to make an invitation with gold? You have to use brass. "

Riley couldn't help shivering.