"You're smart..."

It is rare to make Grant lose his temper. Aaron was in a sudden mood and also drew the money in his wallet, which was considered to have been revealed.

"This is a lesson for you. There is an old saying that disaster comes from the mouth. If you speak in a bad way, you will suffer a loss sooner or later... It's just a small loss now. If you don't change it, you might have to pay your life one day!"

"You say such words to me, a diviner? What gave you such courage? Are these two thousand pounds in your hand?"

Grant rolled his eyes and really didn't want to deal with Aaron's successful behavior. Now that the tuition fee has been paid, the other party has taken advantage of. Of course, he has no reason to make him feel so embarrassed. So after the conversation changed, he said such words to Aaron.

"I won't talk about this anymore, talk about you. I thought you would never recover from the despair when you left Britain in shame. I didn't expect that you are living a pretty relaxed life now."

"This is my hometown. In my opinion, this place is not inferior to London at all..."

"Okay, no matter what you say, it's a pity..."

Grant shook his head, thinking that Aaron was showing off. Hong Kong may be good in terms of economic status, but when it comes to political status and the core level on the mysterious side, Hong Kong's colony is eight streets away from London.

He wanted to mock him a few words, but it happened that Bazhu brought the wine at this time. When he heard Bazhu's footsteps approaching, Grant immediately sat upright and took the initiative to take back all his slutty words.

He didn't dare to take this woman he almost provoked, so he simply held back the map cannon. He changed his direction of force and started to stutter again at Aaron.

"Do you still remember the Miss Simon at the front desk of the Investigation Bureau? Because of your transfer, she was sad for a long time, and it is said that she had lost more than a circle of weight."

"There is also the female iceberg team leader of the Ministry of Magic. During this period, the wizards in Britain have changed their qualities at her. Compared to when you were in Britain, she is now a walking bomb. Even a small problem must be held back by her. Some people say that she intends to stuff everyone into prison so that the superiors can't bear this pressure and transfer you back."

"Oh, by the way, who is heartbroken countess? I really envy your methods and charm, which can make a noble lady sad for you to such a level."

"It is said that she has submitted an application to the clan to terminate her marriage with the Asamai family. If she succeeds, maybe she can divide the Asamai family's property according to law and then become a rare countess? I'm afraid that by then, she will take the initiative to ask for your wanted."

"Don't...if that's the case, I guess the Asamai family will really be with me. In addition, I don't think Veronica's purpose is this. Based on my understanding of her, she is more likely to bite me and imprison me in her castle in Scotland for the rest of her life."

"That's right, although Mrs. Veronica is quite charming. But for a vampire, I wouldn't do anything like this if I had given up on so many beautiful girls in the world..."

The two of you said one by one, and I said one by one, only stunned Aqiang, who was listening to the side. He really didn't expect that these two playboys would be so fun to play.

Is this the world of people in the city? How do I feel like a minor compared to them?

A Qiang sighed in his heart that people and people really cannot be generalized. Compared with honest people like him, these two guys are simply living animals. On the other hand, Aaron was already straightforward, showing a chariot with Grant.

"Okay, you guy. It seems that we are so familiar with each other that we can talk about this topic. I don't remember our relationship is so close..."

"It's not too late to get familiar with it now."

"Stop coming!" Faced with Grant's wink, Aaron simply rolled his eyes. "Tell me seriously. Why did you come here from Britain? Don't tell me that you have been in Britain for a long time and want to come out to relax. I don't believe you would be willing to leave your comfort zone so easily."

"As far as I know, you have worked hard to establish a good relationship with those noble ladies. Are you not afraid that all your previous efforts will be wasted?"

"I'm afraid, but what can I do?"

Holding the wine glass and taking a sip, Grant sighed while rubbing his forehead, which had severely reversed his hairline.

"Although I'm a little unwilling to give up, compared with this level of loss, the troubles ahead are obviously a little more deadly. In order to avoid this trouble, I can only take this opportunity to escape from the British land."

"Trouble? What trouble can threaten a divination master like you? Besides, it is the territory of the Bureau of Investigation for the Abnormal Affairs. Even if you can't handle it, you can ask the Bureau of Investigation to provide you with shelter."

"Then I'm going to be forced by the Bureau of Investigation to sign the next series of unfair agreements? Do you think I'm such a fool? And haven't I told you that it's not someone else who brings me this trouble, but the Bureau of Investigation itself?"

As soon as he said this, Aaron blew up and directly smashed the special police force's gun on the table.

When Aqiang saw that the situation was not right, he immediately grabbed the hilt of the knife in his arms. Before Ah Long could speak, Grant laughed out loud with disdain.

"Stop making trouble, okay? I just said it was a trouble, and I didn't say that I was wanted by the Bureau of Investigation. You guys take out the guns and scare me like this. Be careful that I sue you two for abuse of power!"

"You have to make it clear first. Why did you, a fortune teller, let the Bureau of Investigation target you?"

Aaron himself was pretending, and he didn't refute this. But one thing he still wanted to understand is why Grant was targeted by an official organization like the Bureau of Investigation.

You know, he is just a fortune teller. The fortune teller's ability to predict good and bad luck may be very useful, but in comparison, this is the least conspicuous of many supernatural means.

There are no exaggerated visions, nor will he appear to be a superman. The only thing he can highlight is to kill all directions in places like casinos.

But there are so many gambling kings and gods in the world, and there are not many more of them, and there are not many less of them. There is no reason why the Bureau of Investigation will cause trouble for him because of this.

So, this guy must have hidden something. Out of caution, Aaron didn't want to eat melons and eat it on his head, so of course he couldn't let Grant fool himself like this.

However, Grant's attitude was very interesting at the moment. He did not refuse, nor did he report the reason immediately. Instead, his eyes turned slightly and he came to the serial port on the spot.

"How can I say this kind of thing? I can only say that I know everything I know. It is best not to let him know what I shouldn't know. It's not good for you to know too much, and you don't know it?"

Do you know what you know? You are playing tongue twisters with me, right?

A Qiang was the first time in his life to come into contact with such a charlatan figure, and he was instantly confused by his own string of knowledge. Aaron had dealt with such a person more times, and he was very accustomed to this guy's ways.

So regardless of whether he knew or not, he threw the unheated bill on the table with a bang.

"Can you talk now."

"Hey, I don't want your money either. But is intelligence something? No matter whether you make a prediction or through other channels, you can always spend money to buy peace of mind. If I don't want a penny, will you dare to believe the information I gave you?"

If you say that, you'd rather give me some information you don't want.

Seeing Grant happily stuffing the money back into his wallet, Aaron was too lazy to argue with him and just knocked on the table.

"Okay, don't be good at getting cheap. Now, according to the rules, the money has been given to you. You always have to tell me one, so let me come out."

"Okay, since you want to know, I'll just say..."

"Didn't I meet Balsazze a while ago? The people from the Bureau of Investigation have made some careful thoughts and want to keep this thousand-year-old mage. But you don't know who Balsazze is. There will be no good things to do with such a guy. The Bureau of Investigation cannot find his person, so it plans to put its ideas on me. I foreseeed it in advance, so I naturally want to escape and hide for a while before talking about it."

"Balsazze?"

When Aaron heard this name, he was a little unfamiliar at first. After all, he was an outsider and his understanding of the mysterious Western side was far from that of the kind that he could know it.

But the name is so famous that there are not many thousand-year-old mages. He immediately thought of the relevant characters and showed surprise without any concealment.

"You mean the disciple of the legendary wizard Merlin, the thousand-year-old wizard who has lived for more than 1,200 years?"

"It's him, the guy who has the least responsibility in history and is the least like a thousand-year-old mage... To be honest, if he was willing to intervene in the Hundred Years War, it wouldn't be said that this war will be fought for a hundred years..."

As a standard British man, Grant naturally inevitably brought a few complaints. Aaron just rolled his eyes in his heart.

He is the Celtic wizard, not the ancestors of you later bandits. Why should he work for you robbers who have occupied their hometown? Just because you claim to be descendants of King Arthur?

He ignored these personal emotions and asked in disbelief.

"Are they crazy when the Bureau of Investigation wants to deal with Balsazze? The Bureau of Investigation does not lack the power of the same level as the Millennium Mage?"
Chapter completed!