This scolding spirit is completely unlike that of a frail old man.

Even though he was about to spit on himself, Charles still stood there without moving, lowered his head, and said honestly: "I owed that guy Matt a favor before. He is now the curator of the Royal Museum of the Sunset Empire."

Mr. Zhang, contacted me a few days ago and wanted to use that favor to borrow some historic antiquities from our Ross family for display, so I..."

Old Jason said with a dark face: "So you loaned out the Black Armor? You still didn't listen to what I said at all. Moreover, why didn't you notify me of this matter in advance?"

Charles said: "Father, just because I listened to what you said, I thought that the black armored man was important and I could better repay the favor by lending him out. I didn't inform you because I didn't think it was necessary."

When old Jason heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared angrily: "You bastard, do you know how important that thing is to our Ross family? Let me tell you, there is a big secret in the Black Armor.

Shen, our Ross family may perish because of this!"

Charles thought his father was exaggerating, and whispered: "It's not that exaggerated. Besides, it's only for a few days, so nothing will happen."

Old Jason said with a gloomy face: "It seems that you still don't realize the seriousness of the matter. It's also my fault. When I handed over the position of patriarch to you, I didn't tell you what happened to our Ross family.

crisis."

"What crisis?"

Charles was stunned.

As the current patriarch of the Ross family and one of the most powerful people in the world, he really doesn't know what kind of crisis his such a glorious family has encountered.

Old Jason sighed softly and prepared to tell the story of what happened when he was a child.

But just as he was about to speak, the cell phone on Charles's body rang.

"It's an emergency call, father. I need to answer it first."

Charles said, taking out his cell phone and connecting.

After listening for a few seconds, Charles' expression changed slightly.

As time went by, his face became increasingly ugly.

After dozens of seconds, the phone hung up.

Charles looked at his old father lying on the bed, took a breath, and said in a trembling voice: "Father, father, Matt called me. The Royal Museum was attacked just now. Several armed and unidentified guys took the

Soldier Ju Hei snatched it away..."

The Royal Museum is dozens of kilometers away in the suburbs.

On the straight road, two heavily modified black SUVs, one behind the other, were rampaging on the road, speeding away from the city with the sirens blaring behind them.

On the first car.

The leader, sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the map and the time, and urged the driver very quickly: "Hurry up, hurry up, there are still fifty kilometers to the meeting point, we have to hurry up!"

The driver said: "Boss, this broken car is not a sports car. I stepped on the accelerator into the fuel tank, and its top speed can only be so fast!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the rearview mirror.

"No one is catching up here. The protection is useless. It's better to drive a sports car... huh?"

The driver was suddenly stunned again.

The leader asked: "What's wrong??"

"Boss, the black armored man behind... seems to have moved!"

Just when he was looking behind him through the rearview mirror in the car, he could also see the black armor lying quietly in the back seat, and then he saw that the black armor's palm moved!

The leader heard this and looked back at the black armored man.

Not moving at all, no movement at all.

He immediately said angrily: "What the hell, it's already this time, are you kidding me? Hurry up and drive!"

"But I really saw it just now. I can't be mistaken, right?"

The driver couldn't help but muttered, and then subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror.

However, when he saw the scene in the rearview mirror this time, he almost flew up.

The black soldier in the back seat moved again!

Not only did he move, he also sat up!

"Farke! Farke! Farke!!!"

A series of beautiful words jumped out of his mouth.

"It moved, moved, moved again, oh God, I must have seen a ghost!!!"

Because he was so excited, the driver lost control of the steering wheel and began to swerve on the road.

The two people wearing seat belts in the front seat were thrown back and forth.

But the black armored man in the back seat just sat straight in his position. No matter how violently the car body shook, his figure did not move, as if he had integrated with the seat.

"Fake! Damn it, why are you so angry?"

The leader was very dissatisfied.

"I told you, time is precious now, don't play around anymore... Ward Law!?"

Halfway through the conversation, the leader finally saw the black armor sitting on the back seat in the rearview mirror of the car.

He even watched helplessly as the position of the black armor's helmet gradually faded and became transparent until it disappeared, finally revealing a handsome and handsome oriental face.

The long hair on his shawl was fluttering in the wind. At this moment, Luo He's whole body was filled with an elegant and ethereal temperament, as if he was banished from the mortal world.
Chapter completed!