“Hahaha, Uncle Angus… your awareness is really too low. Don’t think too much. Just do what I tell you to do.”

“Ohhh…”

Angus was confused, and imitated Allen's way and waved at the four useless bodyguards he brought with him in the distance. He pointed in the direction where the black guy just left, thought for a while, and made a throat-cutting gesture. His bodyguards looked at the Duke of Angus's clumsy gesture and were stunned for a long time before they realized that this was an order from their boss to kill people to silence them!

…

"Uncle Angus, in Wales, no one dares to disobey me, but here in Manchester, a small sheriff dares to make excuses for my affairs. Why do you think this is?"

“…”

The Duke of Angus wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and combed his heart with his right hand. He had no idea why. The Hill family was used to being domineering in Wales. He knew that Allen's father was almost the same.

But who would have thought that Alan now is even more brutal than his father who died long ago. He kills people without any reason!

In the eyes of the Duke of Angus, this sheriff was obviously very obedient and respectful to them, but... the person who was fine a second ago is now lying on the ground dead!

…

Alan looked at Angus as if he was mentally retarded and asked in an uncertain tone, "You don't know...the composition of the police in various parts of Britain in the past, do you?"

“…”

The Duke of Angus was stunned by Alan's question.

He really didn't know. Mainly because he didn't care about this kind of thing...

"Uh... cough cough."

Alan waved his hand, signaling the people around him to stay away. After they made room, he pulled Duke Angus aside and whispered to him some trivia that a noble lord should know.

…

The British police not only have confusing functions, but also have a confusing composition.

Many people know that Britain has been weakening the nobility over the years and so on.

In fact, the weakening of the nobility is not a modern phenomenon, but has always existed, but the excuses and operating methods are different.

This was even more true after the fight with Cromwell.

When the British police were first established, a large part of their personnel were private soldiers of the nobility.

These people were much better than ordinary people in both physique and combat skills, and they had more experience. Therefore, it can be said that more than half of the police officers in the initial police force were private soldiers of the nobles.

Therefore, many nobles later had close ties with the local police station. In the past, many nobles would also hold part-time leadership positions in the local police station. This was because, in essence, at the beginning, it was equivalent to absorbing the nobles' private soldiers into the British police system, dispersing and diluting them.

Therefore, many nobles were given some rights to monitor this aspect.

This was the case in Allen's family, but in the end, step by step over the years, more and more nobles had even such rights stripped away, which meant they had completely lost their military power.

However, among them, there is also a small number of nobles for whom such rights have been retained. The Hill family is one of them, and special cases deserve special treatment.

Therefore, in Alan's perception, these policemen were no different from his own private soldiers. He felt it was natural to command them. This was a habit he developed in Wales.

It’s just... sometimes there’s an extra procedure and the name is a little different.

So... these people disobeyed him, so they had to be taught a lesson!

…

"You... just treat them like dogs and we are their masters. The dogs don't obey and instead want to ride on their masters' heads and bully them. Do you think... we should keep dogs like this?"

After listening to Alan's explanation, Duke Angus raised his eyebrows and straightened his back a little. He really didn't know there was such a thing. Anyway, his father never told him about it when he was a child, and later... no one would tell him about such things. In addition, when he was in America, he was arrested by the American police, so he always had a psychological shadow on the police.

Now that Alan told him the origin of this, especially combined with what Alan said now, Duke Angus instantly felt that he was able to do it again!

"Then... we really need to let them know who is the master!"

"Oh, right... you came back to Manchester this time and encountered this gang leader attacking police officers, robbing, and even shooting the sheriff. He was guilty of heinous crimes. You couldn't help but ask your bodyguard to take action... The gangster fled for fear of the crime, and you accidentally shot him to death. Do you understand?"

"Ah? I met you by chance? What about you?"

Angus suddenly didn't understand why Alan made such arrangements.

"Me? I haven't seen you before. I came here to see my team... Didn't you say that my team didn't perform well at the start of the season? I just came here to take a look."

Alan spread his hands, and the matter became something that had nothing to do with him, and the protagonist changed from him to the Duke of Angus who bravely stood up for justice.

“…”

The Duke of Angus raised his hand, wanting to say that there are hundreds of vicious men standing around wearing Manchester United jerseys who have just come back from chopping people down, and you say this matter has nothing to do with you...?

"Why are they looking at me? They are just Manchester United fans. Although I am the owner of Manchester United Football Club, I am not the owner of Manchester United fans. What do they have to do with me? They just gathered together spontaneously!"

“…”

The Duke of Angus blinked and said, "So, he was responsible for everything that happened tonight?"

He started vomiting as soon as he got off the car, and finally he finished vomiting and stood up... was he being a hero?

Does anyone believe it?

"Alan... isn't this a bit too rigorous..."

Listening to what Allen said, Duke Angus always felt that these excuses were a bit unreliable. Was Allen planning to sell him out?

This shouldn’t be the case…

…

"Uncle Angus... you don't have the final say on whether it's strict or not. These excuses are just excuses. When you go back tonight, write a proposal on how to improve the public security in Manchester. When you go to the House of Lords for a meeting in a few days... As the Duke of Manchester, you should raise this issue in Parliament and criticize them harshly from a moral high ground."

"Oh? Do I have to take the initiative to criticize them?"

Duke Angus was confused again. Wasn't it Alan who brought people here to kill people first? After you killed people, you still want me to be the first to complain?

Is this how children of nobility behave?

"Of course... The sheriff here was beaten to death by thugs. Isn't this considered a disorderly society? Isn't it worth bringing it up in parliament? Anyway, you are fine, so just treat it as a bit of fun."

"So... after making this proposal?"

The Duke of Angus felt that he still needed to learn more from the ruthless "children of noble families" like Allen in certain matters... so he began to ask for advice humbly.

"Haha, wait a minute."

Alan was not in a hurry to teach Duke Angus what to do next. Instead, he whitewashed the two policemen on duty who had been standing aside watching the show and were now almost scared silly, motioning them to come over.

…

Seeing Alan's gesture, the two young policemen who had just witnessed the killing of their chief turned pale and wanted to run... But their legs were weak and they were surrounded by densely packed strong men. Even if they ran, they couldn't escape!

"Sir...I...I didn't see anything just now!"

One of the taller policemen walked up to Allen tremblingly. Thinking that Allen was going to kill him to silence him, he tried to distance himself from the matter in an attempt to save his own life.

"snort."

Allen snorted coldly, pointed at the two of them and said to the Duke of Angus: "After you finish your proposal in the parliament, you can recommend someone who is suitable to be the sheriff. Given your current position, recommending a sheriff, even if it is a bit against the rules, there will definitely be people who will give you face. At that time, you can just pick the one you like from the two of them and recommend him."

"ah?"

The Duke of Angus looked at the two young policemen in front of him. The three pairs of eyes met with each other, and a look of embarrassment appeared on their faces. The two young policemen also had a bit of fear and astonishment on their faces.

They didn't know each other tens of seconds ago, and tens of seconds later... after Alan's arrangement, one of them is about to become the new sheriff. Life is so magical...

…

Duke Angus looked at the two policemen and realized that Alan probably wanted him to cultivate his trusted subordinates, just like Sheriff Rex who was beside Alan.

But... Sheriff Rex is from the town of Carmarthen. He has lived next to the Hill family's castle all year round and is loyal to the Hill family. But the Duke of Angus has no emotional basis with the two young policemen in front of him.

How can you cultivate confidants from someone you just met like this?

Is this how confidants are cultivated?

No matter how poor his ability was, Duke Angus still felt that this... was too unreliable!

I subconsciously asked, "If I recommend them...will they listen to me?"

…

"Of course not, but... didn't I just show you how to do it? Didn't you learn it?"

Allen turned around and looked at Duke Angus with a sincere and slightly encouraging expression. He reached out to help him straighten his messed-up collar and said in a gentler tone, "Uncle Angus...it doesn't matter whether they listen or not. If they don't listen...just change them. Didn't we just say that Manchester has poor security and it's so chaotic here? Just now, the sheriff was beaten to death by gangsters. You can do the same in the future. If anyone doesn't listen, you can catch a gangster and kill him. Isn't that the problem?"

“…”

The Duke of Angus blinked, then he realized that everything Allen had done from the beginning till now was for this purpose.

At this moment, he recalled what had just happened.

First, call out the sheriff and ask him why he is slacking off and shirking his responsibilities. This is called explaining the reasons in person, and let his subordinates stand by and watch together.

Then they arrested a gangster boss, which not only gave his beaten employee some vent, but also served to intimidate the police.

Then, under the pretext of giving him a chance to live, he forced the gangster boss to kill the sheriff.

But there was no blood on Alan's hands!

The sheriff was killed by the gangsters, not by Allen.

Finally, he asked him to send his bodyguard to kill the gangster. This was not done by Alan himself, so it did not violate his promise. He really let the gangster go, and the man was killed by the bodyguard of the Duke of Angus!

The whole plan seemed to be arranged by him, but...if you really think about it, he seemed to have nothing to do with these things, and he was completely innocent!

Now... he called the two policemen to his side and told them the plan and operation methods in front of them. This is even more vicious.

If someone heard a plan to kill him, he would not only be unable to escape but also feel terrified. After all, the sheriff lying dead on the ground was a lesson for them! Even if they told others, no one would believe it!

Because... before it happened, all the arguments could be regarded as slander, but after it happened... who would care about a dead sheriff?

Is there any evidence?

…

Now... Alan told Angus clearly that according to his method, anyone who disobeys will be replaced!

Between death and wealth and glory, would there be a fool who chooses death?

There are always smart people who will give in...

In this way, it doesn’t matter whether these people were the Duke of Angus’ confidants in the past. Anyway... as long as they don’t want to die, they will definitely be the Duke of Angus’ confidants in the future!

It's just... the emotions of these confidants are a little stiff. This method is bold, simple, crude and quick to produce results. Apart from the fact that the means are a little cruel, there are no other disadvantages.

…

"Uncle Angus, as long as you take control of this police station, as the greatest noble in Manchester, you can criticize the public security in Manchester from a moral high ground... After you criticize them, you can also recommend police chiefs from other regions..."

Allen said something meaningful, patted the Duke of Angus on the shoulder, and said in a passionate tone: "This is the right way to restore the glory of your family. Now... you have taken a big step. You are only in your fifties, and there is still a long time in the future. In ten years... or even less than five years, the entire Manchester police station will be slowly replaced by people you recommend. As long as you control these departments, will anyone here dare to look down on you like before?"

"!!!"

Imagining these tempting future scenes, the Duke of Angus's heart was beating like a deer. A man already in his fifties, it was rare for him to feel the long-lost passion again!

As the Duke of Angus, if he did this, he would be able to restore the glory of his family. Not only would he be able to get back the ancestral home that had been sold before, he could even slowly get back the land!

But all this... has not clouded the Duke of Angus's mind. He has already learned the operation method, but he is not Allen. Allen has manpower, but he does not...

…

“Alan…”

Duke Angus rarely took the initiative to wave his hand, signaling the two policemen who were called over to stay away, and then leaned close to Alan's ear and whispered: "I understand the truth, but I don't have any manpower. I can only rely on my bodyguards... I'm afraid it won't work, right?"

A smile from the bottom of his heart finally emerged on Alan's lips. After so much, Duke Angus finally got it.

It's good that he has no strength and no manpower. If he was really strong, Alan would not dare to support him.

"Uncle Angus...you still have me. Your business is my business! You don't have any manpower...I can lend it to you..."

After Allen finished speaking, he waved his left hand. Duke Angus looked at the crowded scene around him. If Allen could support him and lend him manpower, then... a sense of heroism would naturally arise.

"Okay! I did it!"