"If you report, you can give me one million and two million hearts."

"We have all the support from the Lord to his back. My head has been removed by me. If your ultimate goal is to avenge you, then I will definitely do it thoroughly in this regard. Unless you want to take your anger on those villagers, I don't think there will be any way to be more thorough than me..."

In the process of taking credit, Aaron exaggerated his words to the point. But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he spoke, the old man named Lawrence in front of him said this.

"So why didn't you kill them all? Let them all be buried with my son?"

Aaron didn't know how to continue this. He looked at the old man in front of him and saw that his expression was a bit ferocious, and he was gritting his teeth when he spoke, and it seemed that he really had a similar idea.

And this made Aaron a little uneasy.

"No, are you serious?"

"Of course...is a joke."

The old man's words turned, and his face disappeared invisible. Although he didn't smile immediately, he had a son dead. But at least, his face returned to basic calm.

"It is not the sixteenth century. It is an era when the natives living in the jungle can be regarded as monkeys and massacres. It is the twenty-first century. Everyone is civilized. Even if they come from the most basic decency of civilized people, I naturally cannot do such a barbaric thing, don't you?"

Aaron couldn't hear whether his words were false or false. He just thought that the other party had really had such an idea, and he immediately gave a positive answer.

"Of course. Everyone is civilized, so naturally we have to be more disciplined. Even if we don't care about the lives of those people, we still have to care about some international influence."

"You are right, international influence... Oh, by the way, please sit down."

He hummed, and then made an expression of deep agreement on his face. Old Lawrence knocked the pipe in his hand, changed the posture of crossing his feet and changed the topic.

"I won't talk about these unhappy topics, two gentlemen. Let's talk about something happier."

"Can you tell me what the specific process of this trip is like? To be honest, I really want to know how the two of you avenge my son. This is very important. Please also ask you to satisfy my small request. Because I can only use this method to get this insignificant comfort."

"This...of course, I'm happy."

Congshan pulled Aqiang down opposite Old Lawrence with a slight sensation. Along also knew that satisfying his wish was false, and whether he could tell the truth was true. These foreigners did not easily believe others' words. They were only willing to believe in their eyes and ears.

This also explains why his old acquaintance, Grant Watt, a master of divination, appeared here. Looking back, he had already put on the props used in divination in front of him.

Seeing Aaron's gaze, Wat even smiled at him proudly, not concealing his gloating at Aaron's embarrassing situation at this moment.

This made Aaron roll his eyes and muttered directly in his heart. Sure enough, there would be no good things when he met this charlatan.

His relationship with Master Wat is very subtle, because to some extent, they are also friends with similar tastes.

Both sides are famous for their playboys on the mysterious side of Europa. The difference is that Aaron relies on his own hardware strength. His little face can even get a vampire who has lived for hundreds of years, let alone those little witches who are not well-informed in the world?

In comparison, although Walter is not ugly, he can only say that he is ordinary. The reason why he can be as good as Aaron and live so freely is entirely because of his soft power.

Grant Water is an expert in astrology and numerology, and is also the only master of divination in Britain. His ability to predict good and bad luck has always been well-known, and it is well known that most women are enthusiasts of divination.

With superb skills and good at speaking, few witches often can escape Walter's sweet words. Moreover, as a master of divination, he would not be as worried as Aaron, who would be caught in bed for the day. Therefore, he has always lived a very casual life.

Not only were he respected by all forces as a guest of honor, but he even said that he could occasionally make extra money and come here to mock Aaron.

Mocking and joking, this is what Aaron defines his current behavior. This guy must have come here from afar to see how he is ugly. Otherwise, how could he take on such a private life of mortal grudges?

You should know that in the mysterious side, although the trajectory of fate can indeed be predicted by magical means, a true divination master can also judge the good or bad luck by spying on fate, and it is basically inconsistent with all the differences. But this does not mean that they can rely on this ability to do whatever they want.

According to the theory of fate, the greater the fate you see, the greater the counterattack you are from fate. Standard, you are staring at the abyss, and the abyss is also staring at you.

Therefore, in order to ensure that one is not caused by the backlash of fate, most fortune tellers will take the initiative to stay away from the ruling class of human beings. Because they know one truth well, that is, at this level, every prophecy you make will not be a small matter.

You think you are only looking at a person's good or bad luck, but in fact, the fate of this person is likely to be related to an entire country or dynasty.

Those who are diviners for dynasties have never had any good ending since ancient times.

Countless past history have clearly informed them of this, and since this is the case, fortune tellers are not unable to survive, so they will naturally not joke about their lives. Therefore, staying away from those politicians has become an iron rule in their profession.

Of course, the rulers wanted to force these diviners to use for their own use. Because nothing else, just divining good or bad in the country's policies can bring them great benefits.

But the problem is that a real diviner will never let himself fall into the hands of these people, but do you believe in the diviner who can be controlled by those politicians?

Watt is undoubtedly a real diviner. It is amazing that he will appear here.

However, Aaron could guess that Walter's single job should not include other things. A mere congressional gentry was not enough to break the iron law of the fortune teller. He was probably just predicting the truth and falsehood of his words. Since that was the case, he naturally had nothing to worry about.

"Since you want to hear it, I'll talk about it carefully. This matter will start from three days ago..."

On the one hand, Aaron's oral statements were related to the blood feud of the only son of Old Lawrence, and on the other hand, it was related to Grant Watt's professional reputation. So both of them erected their ears and began to listen to the details intently.

However, as Aaron's story deepened, the plot gradually reached its climax. Old Lawrence, an ordinary person, may not have felt it much, but as a professional, Grant is more or less showing a weird look at the moment.

It would be fine if you four people fought with an evil god, but in the end there was a strong man who tore the evil god directly tore the evil god? Was I not awake or you two knocked the medicine? Is this kind of joke a bit too big?

If he was not a diviner, but an appraiser from the Bureau of Investigation for the Abnormal Affairs, he would definitely arbitrarily believe that Aaron must be telling lies and that he must be bragging.

But he was a diviner. The water basin in front of him was telling him clearly in a way that only diviner could understand. Aaron said the truth, and there was not even a slight exaggeration.

The truth is so outrageous. This made Grant's face show a strange expression.

Seeing this expression, Old Lawrence frowned and said with some meaning.

"What's wrong? Master Water, is there anything wrong with the facts depicted by Mr. Aaron?"

“Sadly, not.”

He shrugged his shoulders. Although he was interested in watching Aaron's jokes, Grant maintained a very high professional ethics in his professional field.

"Although I have always disliked this playboy, I can guarantee that everything he said is true in the name of fate."

"It's really good. Thank you for your hard work, Master. Thank you for your hard work, two gentlemen."

After getting the answer he wanted, Old Lawrence nodded slightly. Then he slapped his palms outside the door twice.

The tall and meticulous butler Federer heard this and immediately walked over with a pallet. The pallet was filled with wine, which was not important. What was important was the few bank cards pressed under the wine.

Old Lawrence didn't cover up much, and took his own wine glass and beat Aaron high.

"I admit that it may be a bit offensive for me to do this. But as I said, please forgive me for the grief of being a father after losing his son."

"Anyway, I am very grateful to you for your help. In addition, as the head of the Lawrence family, the Lawrence family has never had the habit of receiving help from others for free. Every bit of your kindness should be matched with it, so there are two million pounds here, and I hope that the two gentlemen will not be polite to me..."

"How can you be so embarrassed?"

As of now, Old Lawrence's performance is quite appropriate. Perhaps something is inappropriate, but after all, he is for his son, so Aqiang is not incomprehensible.

So when he saw that the other party had paid such a large commission, he subconsciously wanted to refuse. After all, if his son died, he would not let it go if he didn't follow the gold. It would be not appropriate to take the money from him.

But before he could speak, Aaron had already held his palm down. Then, he made such a request.
Chapter completed!