"Mr. Adolf!" As soon as everyone entered the living room, they saw a middle-aged Caucasian man sitting on the sofa quickly stood up, stretched out his right hand to Adolf, and said hello with a smile.
"Dear Emerson! You finally arrived safely!" Adolf also extended his right hand and shook it with a smile.
"What do you mean, Mr. Adolf?" Emerson's slightly fat old face looked at Adolf with confusion and asked. In fact, he knew better than anyone else how dangerous he was now.
"Don't you have a clear idea, Emerson?" Adolf asked with a smile.
Emerson chuckled noncommittally, then turned his attention to Zhuo Yifan and the other three, and asked Adolf with some surprise: "Who are these three people? Aren't Mr. Adolf prepared to introduce them?"
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"Hello, Deputy Mayor Emerson, I am Zhuo Yifan, from China!" Zhuo Yifan extended his right hand and introduced himself with a smile.
"Mr. Zhuo! Nice to meet you!" Emerson politely extended his right hand, shook it lightly with Zhuo Yifan, and said politely.
"These two are my friends! They are also my own people. Inviting Mr. Emerson here today is not only Uncle Adolf's wish, but also my wish!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
"Why can't I understand what Mr. Zhuo said? What's the matter with you looking for me?" Emerson asked in surprise.
"Yes! I just met a girl named Emily in the morning, and she was killed afterwards! And his brother and a gang leader were also killed at the same time! I miss Elmo about this matter
Mr. Sen should know it very well!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
"What? Have you seen Emily?" Emerson couldn't help but widened his eyes.
"You're right! I have indeed seen her! It's a pity that she is already dead. I deeply regret this. This is also directly related to our appearance!" Zhuo Yifan said with some helplessness.
"Are you that Chinese young man? I should have guessed it a long time ago!" Emerson finally confirmed Zhuo Yifan's identity and said very depressedly.
"It seems that Mr. Emerson is not very happy?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a smile.
"What do you want from me?" Emerson asked, glaring at Zhuo Yifan with dissatisfaction.
"I can understand that Mr. Emerson is angry with me because of Miss Emily's death, or for some other reason?" Zhuo Yifan asked with a chuckle.
"What are you talking about?" Emerson squinted his eyes and stared at Zhuo Yifan and asked coldly.
"Mr. Emerson should know what I'm talking about. Let me introduce my relationship with the Long family first! You should know what the Long family represents in China, but again, I don't know if you listen.
The Zhuo family in China? From this point of view, the strength of our Zhuo family is comparable to that of the Long family! If there is any family in this world that has the strength to save you from the Long family's knife, besides us
I'm afraid you won't be able to find anyone outside the Zhuo family who will help you!" Zhuo Yifan explained with a smile.
"What do you mean by Mr. Zhuo's words? Why do you think the Long family would attack me?" Emerson asked, still pretending to be crazy.
"Then Mr. Emerson, why are you here? Aren't you worried that the Long family will kill you and silence you? Since you have no worries in this regard, then let's consider what I said before was in vain! Our conversation
We can stop here, please do as you please!" Zhuo Yifan said, turning around and pretending to leave.
