If you offend me, no one can escape!

In addition to rescuing black Labradors, Allen also wrote down the foundation's further goals on the manuscript paper.

Try to fund more extreme organizations, even gangs.

As we all know, America makes money, America spends it, and the rest they want to take home.

Allen placed a sum of money with old Carl, and combined with the income from his first two films, although not much, it added up to tens of millions of dollars.

If I want to transfer all this money out, the tax I have to pay will be very high!

Why should the Americans get a better deal for the money he earned with great efforts? Allen would rather keep the money in the account and not pay this kind of tax.

In the past, Sony gave us a sum of US dollars to purchase production lines, but...

We don't keep buying production lines. There are still tens of millions left in the account.

Alan didn't want to invest this money, mainly because he was afraid of being cheated by the Americans.

Now, if we set up a foundation with a portion of the money, the money will be put to good use.

Money, as it were, is just a bunch of useless numbers in an account. Only by spending the money where it should be spent can we live up to the box office support given by so many movie fans.

…

Alan gave the written letter to Papa and asked him to buy the plane ticket quickly. He didn't want to wait a moment.

After sending Papa away, Alan looked at Hut and sighed.

There are accidents every day, and they are all these annoying things.

Can't Americans give us some peace of mind?

Wouldn't it be enough to just watch his movies, contribute to his box office and hand over the dollars?

…

The closer it gets to March, the busier Allen becomes.

I didn't even have the heart to go to school to herd sheep.

First of all, in January, Allen refused for the first time the task assigned by Boss Cha to accompany the royal representatives to the island country to pay condolences.

The old bitch from the island country finally died, but unfortunately, Boss Cha actually wanted to send Alan and the royal family to express condolences on his behalf.

But Alan didn't want to go. He didn't even want to see this kind of thing, so why should he go to pay his respects?

When Boss Cha asked him the reason, Allen just said that his studies were more important and he just didn't want to go.

In the end, there was no choice. Boss Cha also felt that Allen seemed to be very averse to this matter, and Allen had been very honest in recent times, so he simply did not force him to go.

…

In early March, on the lawn of the manor, Alan was wearing a weighted vest, holding a wooden sword in his right hand, controlling the reins with his left hand, and riding the white Arabian horse given to him by Boss Cha, taking small steps.

He was cramming and practicing horse riding skills at the last minute.

He will be going to London to attend an important event in a few days. This was something that Boss Cha had already arranged. Alan cannot fall behind. His mission this time is very simple, which is to just be a presentable presence.

William, who was coming back from school in the distance, looked at Alan's strange clothes with a curious look on his face.

Alan controlled the horse without distraction, and walked around the playground at a steady pace.

Riding a horse is not just about whipping the horse's butt with a whip and shouting "Gee!"

When participating in the review, you must follow the prescribed pace, follow the important figures at a steady pace, keep your head high and your chest out, and look straight ahead.

After another stroll, Alan put the wooden sword under his armpit and gently stroked the horse's neck, soothing the big white horse that had practiced with him for an afternoon.

Riding his horse towards the sidelines, Hutt was waving at Allen in the distance. Maybe something happened.

…

"What's wrong?"

"Master! Lord Angus just called and said that the Koreans want to visit you."

"oh?"

Alan looked down at Huth, his eyes flashing and a hint of excitement slowly emerging. Are the Koreans finally coming?

Been waiting for them for a long time!

With a handsome dismounting motion, Alan handed the reins to the servant beside him and opened his arms, waiting for the servant to take off his vest weighing more than 20 kilograms, which was used to simulate the weight of armor.

…

After taking off his vest, Alan swung his wooden sword and walked towards the hall. Hut followed behind him and said, "Master, do you remember what Sir Angus said some time ago? The Koreans gave him a property in London."

"Heh... they are getting anxious!"

As the convening of this year's parliament draws closer, the Koreans have been watching the media offensive that has lasted for several months. Alan has heard that several Koreans are visiting people in London to do public relations.

but……

Any member of Congress can propose such a thing, but once a member of Congress has proposed a bill, unless he withdraws it, everyone has to discuss and talk about it. This cannot be done by just asking a few people to plead for it.

Even if you have to find someone, you have to find the initiator of the proposal.

at last……

As expected, the Korean found Angus and tried to surrender, but Angus hinted to the Korean that he didn't have a house in London.

Seeing hope, the Koreans decisively spent money to buy a small villa of more than 700 square meters for Angus.

But after Angus accepted the gift, nothing happened...

The old guy listened to Alan without hesitation and didn't agree to any of his conditions.

The Koreans are now embarrassed. They have already given the gift which they bought at a high price, so why don't they do anything after receiving the gift?

What about moral integrity?

Isn’t it said that the nobles of Britain are as good as their word?

…

Due to the Koreans' shamelessness, Angus called Allen and advised them that the person who tied the bell should be found to untie it. They should find out what they did and who they offended. Now that there is a problem, they should go find the person involved!

After a round of twists and turns, the Koreans finally realized that Allen was also involved in hiding at the end...

That's why they asked the Duke of Angus to call Allen and make an appointment to visit him.

…

"Did you say when you'll be here?"

Alan was smiling happily. After doing so much, he finally attracted the Koreans.

He has been waiting for so long, it's good that he came, as long as he came to Wales, hehe...

Why is it their turn?

"The appointment is for tomorrow, and I haven't agreed yet."

"Humph, let them come back the day after tomorrow!"

Alan shook the wooden sword in his hand and thought about how to receive the Koreans' visit this time.

…

Five Cadillacs parked in front of the Hill estate, waiting obediently for security inspection.

Li Jianxi looked at the old man guarding the door. Just as he set his eyes on the old man, the other party suddenly turned back and stared at him fiercely.

This scene made Li Jianxi quickly look away and turned his head to the side, not daring to look at the old man.

Judging from the other party's attitude, he felt that today's visit would not go so smoothly.

As the decision maker of several Korean chaebols, the Lee family still has a lot of say among the Korean chaebols. Of course...

The old man of the Li family has been dead for more than a year. The current leader of the Sanxing family, Li Jianxi, has only been in office for a year, and his position is not very stable yet!

He and his brothers were so exhausted that their brains almost popped out. Some Korean media gossip said that he was the one who benefited from it.

This time, the proposal that Allen asked Angus to bring up to increase tariffs on Korean goods gave Li Jianxi hope.

If he can take the lead and resolve this matter at this critical moment, his prestige will increase greatly and his position will be secure.

From now on, as long as he clings to his beautiful daddy's thigh obediently, he can rest easy.

But when he arrived at the manor, before he even entered the door, an old man guarding the gate gave Li Jianxi a look that made him feel a little traumatic about this trip.

Fortunately, although the security check was thorough, it was still quite fast. We waited for less than ten minutes before the convoy was allowed to pass.

…

Li Jianxi looked around the manor. It seemed to have little to do with the classic and luxurious things he had imagined. It was classic, but luxurious...

At best, it is spacious. In the front yard, there is a large playground like a football field, but there are not even some ornamental plants.

In the main building in front, the main entrance of the hall is slanted and does not correspond to the door. In short, Li Jianxi, who came to this manor for the first time, felt a little weird about it. It was hard to describe the feeling, but he always felt that this was not a place where people lived, and it was gloomy.

…

Straightening his suit, followed by four bodyguards and a junior clerk sent by the embassy, ​​Li Jianxi took a breath, put on a smile, and took the initiative to extend his hand to Hut who came to greet him and said, "Hello! Are you Sir Hut? It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Li Jianxi, the chairman of the South Korean Samsing Group. I am sorry to bother you with my visit."

Hut looked at the hand that Li Jianxi extended and smiled, then put his hands behind his back and hesitated to shake hands with Li Jianxi.

This made Li Jianxi, who was smiling, a little embarrassed.

"Come with me, His Excellency is busy inside."

Hut snorted softly, without saying much, left a word, turned around and motioned Li Jianxi and others to follow him.

…

"Send another person up! Quickly!"

“Oh~!”

"Fuck, Koreans can't do that."

Before entering the room, Li Jianxi heard a loud noise coming from the room. There were a lot of people inside, and it was very noisy, and no one knew what they were doing.

When the servant opened the huge double doors, he saw that the reception room, which covered an area of ​​at least 600 square meters, was decorated in an extremely strange way.

In the middle of the hall, there was a small boxing ring. A blond young man wearing half-finger gloves, shirtless and wearing only red sports shorts, was dancing excitedly on the stage.

When they got closer, Li Jianxi's pupils suddenly shrank.

The person on the stage was actually the young earl!

Before Li Jianxi could think about it, a Korean man wearing blue sports shorts and blue half-finger gloves was pushed into the ring by several people who looked like bodyguards.

There were at least 20 to 30 sturdy men in black surrounding the boxing ring. They should be bodyguards. When they saw another Korean coming up, some of them raised their fists and cheered loudly. Some spoke too fast and used slang, so Li Jianxi could hardly hear them.

…

After the Korean man in blue equipment came on stage, he looked at Allen opposite him with a somewhat evasive look.

today……

They were brought here from Carmarthen police station, four people in total, and one of them has just collapsed.

Their mission was simple, to serve as sparring partners for the gentleman in front of them.

If they can beat him, they can even reduce his sentence!

but……

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Facing such a muscular man like a ferocious lion, the Korean man who was just carried away suffered a miserable fate!

…

"Come!"

Alan bent his waist at a large angle to lower his center of gravity, but there was no other way. Koreans are generally very short, about 1.6 meters tall. If he stood up straight and punched them, he would have to punch forward and downward to hit them. If he couldn't control his strength, it would be easy to lose his center of gravity.

He waved at the Korean in front of him, signaling him to attack.

After waiting for a long time and seeing the guy's evasive eyes, Alan became a little impatient. He took a few steps forward, bent his left arm slightly in front of him to protect his head, and held his right arm close to his body with his fist protecting his right lower jaw.

“Bang!”

Allen suddenly exerted force and kicked the Korean man's left hip hard with a right whip kick.

"ah……"

The Korean was kicked so suddenly by Allen that he almost lost his balance. He screamed and staggered twice. He looked at Allen with evasive eyes and limped back slowly.

But there was a guardrail behind him and he had nowhere to retreat!

“Bang!”

Another fierce kick, still kicking at the same place.

This time the Korean couldn't bear it anymore and leaned on the guardrail, holding his hips and crying miserably.

"stand up!"

…

Alan snorted coldly at the spineless Korean man. A bodyguard next to him, who was very discerning, pushed the Korean man hard under the ring.

With that, the Korean stumbled towards Alan again.

“Bang!”

“Click…”

With a muffled sound, this time, the Korean man could no longer stand. He fell to the ground, pounding the ground with his fists, twisting his waist back and forth, screaming in pain.

…

Today he came to visit the Earl, but since Li Jianxi entered this special hall, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Those three kicks were more powerful each time, as if they were kicking him in the body. With the last muffled sound, Li Jianxi's face turned pale with fright.

He had been spoiled in Korea for so many years, and although he was not very nice to the servants and maids at home, he had never experienced such a situation. This was an earl!

Beating people so brutally?

The people he beat were Koreans, and he beat them in front of him!

He didn't believe that the Excellency didn't know that he was coming to visit today.

But even though they knew he was coming, they still welcomed him with such a ceremony.

Is this a show of force?

Or is it to kill the chicken to scare the chicken?

…

Suddenly, Li Jianxi felt his breath hitched, and he came to his senses and blinked. At this time, the bodyguards who were closest to the boxing ring in front of him had made way, and not far away opposite him was Allen, who was staring at him coldly.

The sweat on his body sparkled like crystal under the light, his blond hair was slightly wet, his face was slightly flushed, but the way he looked at him was like looking at some small animal...

…

"You! Come up!"

Allen looked at the short, middle-aged man with a side-parted hair off the court and hooked his finger at him.

"I?"

Li Jianxi pointed at himself in confusion, and seeing Alan nod slowly, he quickly took two steps closer and said with an apologetic smile: "You are joking, how can I compare with you?"

Alan twisted his neck twice, his cervical vertebrae cracked, and he narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "Do you think I am discussing this with you?"

As Allen finished his words, Li Jianxi felt someone suddenly lift up the back of his collar, and his suit jacket was stripped off with a snap. Then, he was stuffed into the boxing ring by the people behind him like cargo.