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    1024 Who called me?

    They were just a group of barbaric terrorists, and Liao Yang didn't take them seriously.  For him, dealing with these people is a matter of minutes.

    Asking Mrs. Thomson to follow him, Liao Yang went down the stairs carrying the Jihad Cross Sword.

    At this time, there were several gun-wielding gangsters standing in the hall, each with a fierce look in their eyes, sifting through the people in the hall one by one.  They actually have a list in their hands, and all the heavyweight guests are on this list.  Those not on the list, such as servants, were all executed.

    Everyone was squatting on the ground tremblingly. Their faces were pale, looking at this group of gangsters who didn't know what they were going to do, for fear that they would be the next ones to be shot.

    "No, you can't do this to me!"

    The old Baron Adolf's legs were numb when he squatted. He protested, "I have human rights, and you can't treat a British baron like this!"

    boom!

    The answer to him was a bullet.

    A man in military uniform stuffed his pistol back into the holster on his waist.

    "Every human being has human rights, Mr. Adolf."

    Robinson is a senior cadre of the Irish Liberation Union and the leader of the assault team.  He served in the military and even held the rank of major.  But in order to make his beloved hometown independent, he left the army and formed this alliance with a group of like-minded people!

    The Irish Liberation League has grown to now and has approximately 30,000 to 40,000 members. It is a very large illegal organization.  Although everyone's wish is to liberate their hometown, everyone is divided into two factions.  One group is the civil struggle faction, which advocates peaceful negotiations with the government so that Ireland can be civilized and independent.  The other group is the militant faction, and Robinson is one of them. They believe that the government can never peacefully separate Ireland, and only blood and bullets can restore independence!

    "Major!"

    One of his soldiers came forward and saluted Robinson.  Robinson uses military management for his men. He believes that only hard-blooded soldiers can defeat all powerful enemies that stand in their way!

    ¡°We¡¯ve got Thomson.¡±

    He turned to the side, and two soldiers came over carrying a man wearing a red robe.  Thomson tried to struggle, but his body was already drained from alcohol and sex. How could he be a match for two strong soldiers?

    Soon, he was hit hard in front of Robinson.  Robinson looked at the somewhat comical owner of the manor. He stepped on Thomson's arm that was about to lift his body with one foot, causing him to fall back to the ground. Then he asked, "Where is your charming wife?"  , Mr. Thomson?¡±

    "You messed with the wrong person, the damn executioner!"

    Although Thomson was restrained, he still maintained the pride that a nobleman should have, "My wife, she is staying with a powerful man! He will protect her and punish you evildoers!"

    "Oh my god!"

    Robinson simply doubted his ears, "This is the first time I heard someone talk about his wife cheating in such a high-sounding way. You are really a talent, Mr. Thomson."

    He looked at Thomson who was lying on the ground, glaring at him, "Do you think I should kill you, Mr. Thomson?"

    "Kill, kill me?"

    Hearing this, Thomson seemed to finally know that he was afraid. His face quickly turned pale, and the courage that the alcohol had given him just now disappeared like the ebb of the sea.

    "Yes, Mr. Thomson. You see, it's like this. We only keep those people who are useful to us because we have to negotiate with the government."

    Robinson shrugged, "But if there are too many people, we can't take care of them. So, we can only kill those who are useless and keep those who can help us."

    "I am the owner of Thomson Manor, and I am the hereditary Viscount!"

    Mr. Thomson said hurriedly, "I'm very useful!"

    When everyone saw the appearance of Mr. Thomson, they couldn't help but feel sad and angry.  Is the brave manor owner who was still yelling at the executioners just now eager to prove his worth to these executioners?

    "But you are of little value to the government, and the same is true for society."

    Robinson sighed, "To put it bluntly, Mr. Thomson, you are a useless waste. The owner of the manor is Mrs. Thomson, and you are just her vassal."

    Mr. Thomson's face turned even uglier, although he wanted toRefuting, but I have to admit that Robinson is right.

    When he was in the manor, he would always drink in the wine cellar, or tease the young maid while his wife was away.  To be honest, he even felt that the maids at home looked down upon him, especially the young and beautiful head maid, who never opened her eyes to look at him.

    He is incompetent and useless, but he is quite happy living like this. He doesn¡¯t want to die.

    "However, as long as you tell where your wife is, I can spare your life."

    Robinson changed the subject and said, "My men searched the manor but could not find your beautiful and lovely wife. Please take a good look at your memories. Is there any hidden place in this manor that is suitable for an affair?"

    ¡°The only hidden part of the manor is the wine cellar.¡±

    Mr. Thomson blushed, "Andplease don't insult my wife, she will not do something that is beneath her dignity"

    "Do you really trust your wife so much?"

    Robinson smiled, "Why can't my men find her?"

    "I said, there is a powerful warrior beside her. Maybe your men have been killed."

    "A powerful warrior? Is her lover your bodyguard?"

    Robinson laughed, "My soldiers are the strongest warriors, and ordinary bodyguards are no match for them. In other words, is your beautiful wife having sex with several bodyguards? Hahaha!"

    "No! Don't insult her!"

    Thomson¡¯s face turned as red as a purple eggplant, but Robinson laughed sarcastically, ¡°She is a beautiful angel, the best angel in the world!¡±

    "Hahaha, you are so funny, Mr. Thomson."

    Robinson pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Thomson, "If what you said is true, can the warrior beside your angel save you? If he really exists, why hasn't he appeared yet? Stop dreaming, you  My wife is just having sex with others, tell me where the secret room is!"

    "There is no secret roomthe soldier beside her is called Tom Perry!"

    Thomson seemed to have regained his courage, and he said the name, "It's the first-class soldier of Morgan's armed forces, Tom Perry!"

    "Morgan warrior? That kind of sensational thing?"

    Robinson shouted, "Who is Tom Perry? Come out and let me see!"

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