If Gao Yang had not had his acting skills not up to standard, he would have been able to negotiate with Depp's head Tim Davidson on the day he arrived in Antwerp. Unfortunately, his acting skills could not meet the requirements, so formal negotiations could only be started the next day after arriving in Antwerp.

Gao Yang finally opened the box he brought, took off his suit jacket, carefully clamped a tie clip on the tie, carefully put a headphone built into the ear canal into his ear, and then pointed to the pistol in the box and said to No. 13: "Would you bring it for me or should I bring it myself?"

"You don't have to bring it, but I know you don't feel safe without a gun on it, so you can bring it."

Gao Yang smiled, put the underarm gun on his body, put the jacket back on his body, then stroked his hair back, and sighed, "Let's go, I can't wait to be an acting guy."

No. 13 waved his hand and said, "Wait a minute, I have to change my clothes."

The Thirteenth left. About three minutes later, the Thirteenth, who was still wearing a jacket and jeans, was already wearing a suit and tie, and even his hair was fixed with hair spray.

Gao Yang said dumbfoundedly: "No. 13, I know you eat quickly, but I really don't know that you change your clothes so quickly, how did you do it?"

No. 13, with a cold face, said in a deep voice: "Do you want to learn professional expertise? You will be as fast as me in about five years."

Gao Yang smiled and said, "Oh, No. 13, you are getting more and more humorous, let's go."

Two men in suits slowly walked out of their place, Gao Yang was empty-handed, No. 13 with a huge briefcase, which looked like two business people were going to complete a negotiation. Of course, Gao Yang was indeed willing to call him a meeting with the president of Depp Group a negotiation. But in the eyes of the person named Tim Davidson, he would definitely not see it this way. Threat should be a more accurate word.

After driving in the car, Gao Yang and his team arrived in front of a manor on the banks of the Nesherd River in the city of Antwerp. There was an iron fence under the shade of trees, and behind the iron fence was a very large lawn and garden. Behind the lawn was a house with a wide area.

"The target doesn't like to make its home look like a heavily guarded fortress, nor does it want the house they live in to look like a prison, so there are eight bodyguards here, but they won't appear in front of us immediately, and no one will come out to meet the target. This is good news, even if no one comes to meet the target, there won't be anything unusual."

No. 13 drove directly to the gate, and Gao Yang couldn't help but say, "Man, are we just driving in like this?"

"Yes."

No. 13 drove to the iron gate and slowed down. When the front of the vehicle was still four or five meters away from the iron gate, the iron gate began to open automatically and slowly slid towards both sides.

Gao Yang was like a curious baby and said in surprise: "How did it do it?"

"Electronic access control. We have access rights, which can be achieved with very simple means. If you plan to set up a safer door for your house in the future, you must not use electronic access control."

No. 13 stepped on the accelerator and the car slowly drove into the yard. Gao Yang said with a little uneasy: "Many surveillance cameras, are there no problem?"

No. 13 said lightly: "Where do you think the surveillance images on our computers come from?"

"I didn't look carefully. I have been trying to make my acting skills meet your requirements. How can I have time to watch those surveillance images?"

The car drove to the front of the room, then stopped around the side of the house, No. 13 said in a deep voice toward the air: "We have entered."

After saying that, No. 13 reached out to Gao Yang and whispered: "You can get off the car, please."

No. 13 got out of the car. He pulled open the rear door and picked up his briefcase from the back seat. He walked in front and opened the side door of the house. He bowed slightly to Gao Yang and said, "Please come in."

Gao Yang shrugged, "Thank you, don't be so polite."

No. 13 smiled and said, "From now on, I have entered the role, so I am your follower now, please, sir."

No. 13 suddenly became like a capable bodyguard or assistant. Even the expression on his face changed from an indifferent poker face to a vigilant look, and he looked like a cautious bodyguard.

Gao Yang walked into the door. After entering, there was a very large lounge, but there was no one inside.

Gao Yang stretched out his hand and said, "Where are the target's guards?"

No. 13 took two steps forward, unscrewed the door handle of a door again, and bowed slightly to Gao Yang and said, "Please come in, sir."

Gao Yang walked through a door again and saw a row of surveillance displays inside, as well as eight people lying on the ground, two people in security uniforms, and six people in suits.

Gao Yang stopped, pointed to the eight people sitting side by side on the ground, and said in a deep voice to No. 13: "Die?"

"No, they just fell asleep. If they died, Mr. Davidson's aftermath was not easy to do. As a friendly negotiator, and to show our strength, these people just passed out. Now, they just need to let them sleep a little longer."

No. 13 said, opened the briefcase in his hand, took out a syringe from it, took off the protective cover, and took the syringe and stabbed the eight people in one after another.

Gao Yang looked at No. 13. After completing the injection, No. 13 put the syringe into the protective cover and put it back into the briefcase, took two steps, stood in front of a door, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, open this door, it is Mr. Tim Davidson's home. If Mr. Davidson has any danger, the bodyguards here will rush in through this door immediately, but now, no one will walk out of this door, except you."

After saying that, No. 13 pushed open the door, first a narrow corridor, then another door. Waiting No. 13 opened the door at the end of the corridor again, a magnificent hall appeared in front of Gao Yang.

Gao Yang sighed and smiled and said, "You really know how to enjoy it."

After Gao Yang stepped on the carpet in the hall, No. 13 closed the door behind Gao Yang, pointed to the sofa and said in a deep voice: "Sir, you can wait for Mr. Davidson to come back here, but this living room is a bit too big. If Mr. Davidson wants to enjoy a warm moment with his family members, he usually chooses on the second floor, where is there a much smaller living room."

Gao Yang smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have to say that?"
Chapter completed!