"It's just killing people. These are not the elites of the Rockefeller family. They don't count. Let's go. The dinner is about to start. We must rush to the outside of the manor as soon as possible." He didn't cheer for killing the seventeen people who were chasing him.
, Tuoba's face remained calm, he said lightly, and then walked towards the car left by the other party at the door of the shipyard.
The body of his stolen car was riddled with holes, and driving into the city would only cause scars for the police to chase him.
He didn't want to have just finished dealing with the private soldiers of the Rockefeller family and then lead the New York police force in a grand parade on the streets of New York.
The car started, and Tuoba and the other three got into the car one after another, just as they were about to leave.
Tuoba, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly turned his head and looked at the tall hanging tower in the direction of the shipyard. There was no one on it, which made Tuoba frown tightly.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that Tuoba looked a little strange, Nalan Qianqi asked immediately.
"nothing……"
Not sure if he had just sensed something wrong, Tuoba didn't dare to say anything, he simply agreed, put the car in gear and drove out of the shipyard.
And just a few minutes after the three people left, a slightly old and thin voice appeared on the originally empty tower crane. The latter looked at the car in the distance with sharp eyes and said lightly.
"What a good boy, you are indeed Ye Zhiqiu's close disciple. His perception is really not bad. You almost discovered me."
The speaker's tone was very flat, as if an elder was commenting on a younger generation.
If Emperor Ye were here at this moment, he would definitely find that the old man on the tower crane was none other than Dark Shura, the old man whom he met in Yucheng last year and disappeared for more than half a year.
"We haven't seen you for half a year. This kid has kidnapped a lot of good people. It seems that the eldest young master of the Ye family is doing very well."
"Forget it, since we've met him, let's just go and see this young boy."
While joking, the dark old man swooped down from the tall tower crane and hit the ground like a cannonball, causing dust to fly everywhere.
The old man in the middle just bent slightly and stood up without any harm. He patted the dust off his body and slowly disappeared into the darkness, as if he had never appeared before.
…
New York suburbs, Santa Ana Estate
As one of the official residences of the Rockefeller family across the United States, in the past, except for the annual Wall Street meeting, where some members of the Rockefeller family would come, only servants took care of the entire official residence most of the time.
But tonight, the lights here are bright and the stars are shining.
Almost all the business elites, politicians and celebrities from various industries who had business dealings and good relations with the Rockefeller family from New York and surrounding areas rushed over.
All this is because Rockefeller Bird, the patriarch of the Rockefeller family, and the first and second heirs of the family, Juan Rockefeller and Jacques Rockefeller, came to Santa Ana.
As the main controller of the largest financial group in the United States, the prominent status of the Rockefeller family can be imagined.
In China, there is a custom of climbing on relatives and hugging one's thighs. In the United States, there is also a tendency to follow others' influence.
Since this dinner was an impromptu decision to apologize to Mia, everything seemed a little hasty, but it was still in order.
It's just that the distinguished guests who received the dinner notice came much later than usual.
When Ye Huang arrived, the whole courtyard was busy with traffic and people were going in and out.
Everyone has a smile on their face, is gentle and elegant, and acts like a gentleman and lady.
Ye Huang in the car looked at these hypocritical faces and sneered.
It is undeniable that there are real aristocrats in this world, and it usually takes several generations of training for these people to develop a series of family aristocratic habits.
But right now, these people are just people wrapped in noble gold foil.
He behaves like a gentleman in front of you, but he doesn't know what he is doing behind your back.
Juan Rockefeller did not come over to ask Ye Huang to get out of the car, so Ye Huang did not get out in a hurry. He sat in the car and quietly looked at everything outside through the window.
Through the locator, Ye Huang also noticed that Tuoba had stopped for a while, and he guessed that he had been intercepted by someone.
Fortunately, the other party obviously did not stop the three of them. The locator showed that Tuoba and the others had already approached.
This reassured Ye Huang a lot.
…
In the Santa Ana mansion, Rockefeller Byrd was having a lively conversation with several business partners who were on the stage in the living room. At this moment, the housekeeper outside walked over quickly and whispered a few words in his ear.
sentence.
"Oh, coming?"
"Yes, we are at the door. We haven't gotten off the car yet. Master, do you think you should inform Miss Mia?"
"You go and inform me."
Rockefeller Bird nodded in agreement and did not object.
In fact, he already understood in his heart that by asking the man named Ye to come to America to save his daughter, Misluo had recognized the other party's status in disguise.
In this situation, if you continue to act unkindly, you will be at a disadvantage, so it is better to appear more generous.
Even though he didn't like this young man very much in his heart, he still had to maintain the gentlemanly demeanor of the Rockefeller family in front of all the guests.
After hearing what he said, the housekeeper nodded and left.
"Wait a minute."
"master?"
"Tell Jacques not to mess with that kid."
"yes!"
"Go ahead..."
He waved his hand and continued talking with several business partners with a smile, without any intention of going out to greet Emperor Ye.
…
Outside the gate of Santa Ana Villa, Emperor Ye was already a little bored sitting in the car. If he followed Western etiquette, a carriage boy should have come to open the door by now.
But he didn't wait. It was obvious that the Rockefeller family did this on purpose.
With a sneer, Ye Huang couldn't help but sigh at the Rockefeller family's petty arrogance.
As he expected, things might not be that simple today.
Since no one comes to answer the door, why don’t I get off the car by myself?
After thinking about this, Ye Huang was about to open the door and get out of the car, but to his surprise, the door was already locked, and the driver had just left the car.
It can be said that Ye Huang was completely left alone in the car.
Outside the car, inside the gate of the manor, Juan Rockefeller looked at Ye Huang's car from a distance and sneered again and again.
"Sir, would it be inappropriate to leave him alone in the car like this?"
"What's wrong? I heard that this kid is very capable. I want to see if he can get out of the car. If he can't get out, then I think highly of him."
Juan Rockefeller smiled gloomily, and his pale face looked even more pale and cold.
