Old Forrest was carrying a bloody stick in his hand. He frowned slightly and ordered, "go and see who it is, tell him I''m asleep, and wait until tomorrow!"


    The housekeeper answered and left the warehouse. The moment he closed the warehouse door, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the feeling of darkness and depression in his heart was dispelled. The old Forrest inside made him feel an unprecedented strangeness. It was hard for him to imagine how the old man full of gentlemen could do terrible and vicious things, just like the devil in his body. At that moment, he couldn''t bear to continue watching, but he couldn''t go. He had to close his eyes and pray that time would pass faster.


    He looked back at the temporarily silent warehouse with lingering fear. He knew that when he went in again, hell would emerge in the world.


    Poor man, sad man!


    He shook his head, threw some thoughts out of his mind, quickly walked to the door of the villa, looked at three strange figures outside the door, and politely asked each other''s names. When he heard that the leading young man was the famous Mr. 350000, he was stunned for a while, because he had never heard of any connection between Forrest and his son and Turin.


    "Sorry, the master has taken a rest. If you have anything to do, please come tomorrow morning. You should know that the master is old and has just lost his beloved son. He hasn''t closed his eyes for a long time, so I hope you can understand.", the housekeeper apologized with an apology, but it''s obvious that Turin doesn''t intend to leave.


    It was because the housekeeper said so that durin confirmed that old Forrest was in the manor, and the couple were also in it. He took out a folded envelope from his pocket and raised it. "Please help me hand over this envelope to Mr. Fowles. There are very important things in it. He must open it himself."


    When the housekeeper took a step forward and reached out to take the envelope in Turin''s hand through the iron door, Turin suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled it. The housekeeper was dragged and stuck to the iron door, and a muzzle of a gun hit his chin. His face immediately turned pale. He was not completely flustered by his long experience working in the rich family. "Mr. durin, what do you mean?"


    "What do you think I mean?", when Du Lin spoke, Buddha was searching the housekeeper''s pocket and soon found a bunch of keys. Du Lin looked at more than 20, "now I mean which key is the gate?"


    The housekeeper hesitated for a few seconds and closed his eyes. "You''re not Mr. durin, the blue one!"


    In the housekeeper''s opinion, no rich man will do such a thing. Even if their hearts are dirty and despicable, they should show their demeanor in line with their status in front of others. For example, old Forrest in the warehouse, no matter how much he hated those two people, he didn''t want to kidnap them personally. He just spent money, found someone, and sat in the warehouse waiting for those guys to bring them over.


    So he thought the guy in front of him was not Doolin, but the muzzle of the gun was against his chin. As long as the other party moved his finger, his skull would fly out. He is the housekeeper of the Forrest father and son. He has been in this villa for more than 20 years. He has deep feelings for here and the Forrest family living here. But no matter how deep the feelings are, they are not more important than his life.


    Dufo took the blue key and inserted it into the keyhole and twisted it. The iron door slowly contracted to the track in one wall. Du LinSong opened his hand, but the muzzle of the gun kept pointing at the housekeeper. The housekeeper was also very aware of current affairs and didn''t make any misunderstandings. He took a step back with his hands up and quietly watched these people swagger in from the gate.


    The villas of these rich people seem to have no defense measures. The walls that are only one person high or even not one person high can easily be turned over, but in fact, in order to protect their lives, almost all the walls of villas are decorated with some special things. From the simplest hunting trap to a slightly more advanced alarm device, anyone who dares to directly climb over the wall will have a feeling called regret spreading.


    Dooling doesn''t want to disturb too many people, so it''s the best choice to find a way to get in through the front door.


    After entering the gate and re closing the iron gate, durin put away his pistol. "Now please tell me where Mr. Fowles is. I hope he is not sleeping. I don''t like others to disturb my sleep, so I don''t like to disturb others'' sleep. Please don''t let me be a person I don''t like."


    The housekeeper didn''t know whether to laugh or cry. He silently pointed to the gardener''s warehouse in the distance, and then didn''t get the word he wanted to hear from Turin.


    When the four of them went to the gardener''s warehouse again, they also met the bodyguard responsible for patrolling and guarding in the middle of the night. They just took a look at the four people and took back their eyes. Because they were led by the housekeeper, they didn''t need to worry about these people''s illegal invasion. And they also know what old fox is doing. Maybe these people are the other people old fox invited back.


    The housekeeper knocked on the door, opened the small door and went in. Old Forrest was sitting in a chair, smoking in front of the couple. Revenge is a great way to dispel hatred, but his age and physical condition do not allow him to engage in such work for a long time. The rising blood pressure makes him dizzy, and he needs a rest.


    "All sent? Who is it?" he asked without looking back. In the couple he faced, the woman was dying, but the man was undamaged. He smiled and clapped, "As long as you say that person''s name, I will immediately send your wife to the hospital for the best treatment. You know? In fact, I doubt whether you love your wife. You saw her suffer so much torture and treatment without saying a word. Do you want to kill her with my hand so that you can stay with your little lover forever?"


    The fingers of the woman''s two hands were cut off by old Forrest. There were several holes in her head that were slowly overflowing with thick blood. What was more terrible was her lower body. The blood kept flowing down an exposed stick. She was already as angry as a gossamer and only had one last breath. She didn''t even need to do anything to her. She just needed to wait for a while and she would die.


    Old Forrest gave vent to his anger and felt a fear that made him sweat. Who could make them unwilling to say a word in the face of death? Until this moment, he regretted that he didn''t let the housekeeper give 5000 yuan to the couple directly, and regretted that he had to let little Forrest "exercise" After a while, because of the three thousand yuan he withheld, things will become like this.


    The cigarette in his hand was already hot. He took the last sip and stood up. Just about to give the woman the last blow, a voice sounded in his ear.


    "Mr. Forrest, you are in a good mood? Your housekeeper says you have gone to bed, but I always think people like you shouldn''t go to bed so early. Look, I guessed right!"


    Old Forrest turned fiercely and looked at Turing standing in the warehouse. His face suddenly became gloomy. He glanced coldly at the housekeeper who looked down and didn''t listen, and immediately realized what had happened.


    He snorted and smiled and looked at Du Lin carefully. He knew Du Lin, but it seemed that today was the first time they met. He was full of strangers to the young man, "did you do it?" he asked himself, then asked himself and replied, "you must be right. Only you will care about the direction of this matter. Did you come to kill him?" , he meant that Doolin would kill the two men before they said who was behind the scenes, "don''t do it, I''ll solve them soon, and then we''ll talk about my son."


    Turin smiled awkwardly. He turned his head and asked dufo, "do you think I am such a person?"


    Dufo shrugged, "who knows!"


    They both laughed, which made old Forrest a little confused, but before he could say anything more, dufo suddenly rushed over and punched him in the face.


    How could old Forrest, who had always enjoyed a pleasant living environment, have been treated like this? This punch directly knocked him down to the ground. He struggled a few times, sat up, covered his rapidly swollen cheek, spit a bloody spit, and looked at dufo and Turin incredulously.


    Durin went directly over old Forrest, looked serious and came to the woman. He gently pulled out the stick. The blood was like a flood opening the gate, and burst out. The woman''s eyes gradually brightened, a blush appeared on her gray face, and her lips wriggled a few times, "I... Didn''t say!" Then she looked at her husband, her eyes full of infinite nostalgia, "live... Next... Go!"


    Durin sighed, "I''m sorry I''m late."


    The woman shook her head and slowly closed her eyes.


    The man tied to her held back his tears and looked straight at Turin, "I want revenge!"


    He knew that old Forrest was a respectable social celebrity of illian. He knew that he was not even a bug compared with old Forrest and Dooling, but he still said this sentence. He didn''t know how Dooling would deal with old Forrest. Maybe they would negotiate, but he wouldn''t give up hatred!


    Durin picked up the scissors from the ground, untied the rope on him, and then put the scissors in his hand. "No one can stop you. This is the power given by the gods to every guarte! Go to revenge. Death watered with blood can be eternal!"