Hearing this shout, Alan narrowed his eyes and showed a little impatience.

The current Earl Russell, who was far away, was even more troubled.

He didn't know why Leipzig got out of Allen's car, but the current situation didn't look like a good thing.

And... this old guy from Leipzig always looked like he had everything under control. He brought the family several very generous returns over the years. But now he is so out of control. What happened?

He wanted to save him... but when he looked at Alan who was standing there motionless, he decided to wait a little longer... to find out the situation first.

…

"Haha... Allen, I was so happy after receiving the news from the housekeeper that I didn't sleep well for two days. Our two families live so close to each other, but we haven't visited each other much in recent years. I didn't expect that you would come to visit me first. It's really rude."

Earl Russell gently lifted his son up with his right arm, and the two of them took a few quick steps and met Alan, who was standing motionless beside the car. The old earl took the initiative to stretch out his hand, took Alan's right hand and shook it vigorously a few times, looking very happy and excited.

After greeting Alan, who just smiled and said nothing, the old count pretended to have just noticed Leipzig shouting and said, "Hey...what's going on? This..."

"Is this a relative of yours? Or is he the illegitimate son of some earl?"

Hearing the word "illegitimate child", the old earl subconsciously stiffened and was slightly nervous. He dared not admit this scandal of the older generation and the reputation of their family, but was Allen just guessing? Or did he have some evidence? This puzzled the old earl.

The young man standing next to the old count, who looked about the same age as Allen, glanced at Leipzig, and when he saw that his father didn't move, he turned his gaze to Allen and looked at him silently.

…

"How could that be? What's the matter with relatives? I've only met Leipzig a few times and we got along well. Alan, why did you bring him here today?"

The old count laughed and looked at Leipzig as if he was a stranger. As for his shouts of "Master, save me", he pretended not to hear them. The situation was unclear at the moment, so it was better to mind his own business.

"Oh... that's interesting. This person is going to broadcast some news that is unfavorable to me on TV."

Alan smiled and waved to the bodyguard to hand over the things.

"Look, look at this... People nowadays dare to do anything. Can news like this be broadcast on TV?"

…

The old earl took the photo handed to him by Alan with a confused look on his face.

What the hell is going on.

The photo in his hand at this moment was of a document, the file name of which roughly meant to introduce the bloody family history of the Hill family.

The words below may not be clearly photographed, but they are not visible at all.

But this is enough for just one file name.

What is this place?

Wales!

How dare you, on Welsh television, prepare to do content about the Hill family's bloody family history?

Isn't this enough of living?

The old count subconsciously looked up at Leipzig while holding the photo.

…

"Master, I don't have it! This is a fake photo, I don't have it!"

Leipzig saw Count Russell holding the photo and looking at him with horror, and quickly explained loudly.

"snort."

Alan glanced in his direction and snorted coldly.

When the bodyguard heard his impatient voice, he punched Leipzig hard on the waist. Leipzig, who had just been struggling hard, whimpered and began to roll his eyes. He was old, how could he compare with young people? He had lived for so many years, when had he ever been treated like this?

After this punch, Leipzig felt like he was half dead.

…

“Don’t hit me…”

Before Earl Russell could finish his words of persuasion, there was no sound from the Leipzig side.

Turning his head and looking at Allen, Earl Russell felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, there were not many people around their ancestral home. Now that there were so many people gathered at the door, it did not attract anyone's attention.

"This... really shouldn't be reported."

Looking at the poorly taken photo in his hand, Earl Russell could only grit his teeth and accept it. If Alan said yes, then it was. Now... it depends on what he wants to do.

Didn’t you agree to visit my home?

How did it turn out like this...

…

Allen turned his head and looked at the young man who had been following Earl Russell. He greeted him as if he had just discovered him, "Nicholas, long time no see. Why haven't you come to see me? Don't you want to play with me?"

“…”

Nicholas Russell, the son of Earl Russell, heard Alan greeting him and looked at him awkwardly.

The two had been classmates for a short period of time before, but Alan changed schools frequently later and they didn't become close friends. The key point was... When they were in school, Nicholas hated Alan, the taciturn second son of the Earl of Carmarthen. He was usually like that to everyone, quiet and just liked to do his own things, and he wasn't very popular.

Because the Russell family was very famous in the academic world, they would not be looked down upon by other aristocratic children even if they went to school in London.

But the Hill family is different. They like to fight and kill. They are reckless men...

Many nobles who are more "pretentious" don't like the Hill family very much.

But in recent years, Alan seems to have become a different person. His father and elder brother died in accidents, and it was his turn to inherit the family title. This is the same way as how Nicholas' grandfather, the third Earl Russell, who won the Nobel Prize in Literature, came to power. It was also his grandfather's turn to inherit the title after his father and elder brother died.

Nicholas' father, the fourth Earl Russell who is standing next to him, followed the same path. In his case, his eldest brother died and it was his turn to get the title.

His father succeeded to the throne one year later than Allen.

And Nicholas, by chance, went from being the son of the second son of an earl's family to being the eldest son of the current Earl Russell.

It's magical.

Originally... he relied on his status as a quasi-earl and the fame and connections his grandfather had accumulated in America to live in America for a few years. He was in the prime of his life, but a few days ago, for some unknown reason, his father suddenly called him and asked him to go back to Wales.

Now seeing Alan again, comparing the power of the two...

Where are others?

When he goes out in a motorcade, he doesn't even need to look at traffic lights. Anyone who sees him has to give way. He has a group of bodyguards and I heard that he has hundreds of servants at home!

And he...even in America, he has only reached the level of an ordinary small wealthy businessman.

…

"I... have been working in America these years, rarely come back, and don't have time to visit you..."

Nicholas said something polite against his will.

"Oh? What do you do over there? I also have a business over there. Maybe we can cooperate with each other someday, don't you think?"

Alan naturally stretched out his arm and put it around Nicholas's shoulders.

"I... run a small business, I can't compare with you..."

After saying this, Nicholas saw that Alan was just staring at him and sneering, not saying anything, so he gritted his teeth and could only explain it in more detail.

"I'm in New York... I have some cooperation with several universities there, doing some patent transfer business. You know, my family has a good relationship with those universities, and some old professors also need money. I help them and charge a small handling fee."

"Wow... That's awesome! Maybe we can really work together in the future."

Upon hearing that this guy was actually a middleman, and was working with those laboratories or professors in the university to deal in patents, Alan's heart moved, and he began to pay a little more attention to this old classmate. Some people really dare to sell some inconspicuous or not particularly important things for money!

As long as these people take the first step, they will not be determined...

Alan knew these people too well. If he needed anything in the future, he could just go find Nicholas. Maybe he could help him get something good.

…

"Uncle Conrad... since he is not a relative of your family, then it's okay. Let's go in and talk."

The current Earl Russell, whose full name is Conrad Russell, has no generations in his family, and they address each other by age. This guy is a few years younger than Allen's father. His son, Nicholas, is the same age as Allen, so Allen calls him uncle.

"Ah...Okay, let's go inside and talk about it."

Count Russell looked at the photo in his hand absentmindedly, then looked at Leipzig. After twitching the corners of his mouth, he turned his head and looked at Allen with a smile on his face, inviting Allen to come in and talk.

Alan, who had been staring at him, curled his lips slightly, called a bodyguard over, and ordered in front of the Earl and his son: "Transfer his shares in the Welsh TV station to me, check what other assets his family has, find out all his family information for me, arrest everyone and go to the beach later, and throw his whole family into the sea to feed the fish!"

"yes!"

…

"Father!"

"Haha, Nicholas, you and Alan are classmates, you young people should chat more... I... I suddenly remembered that I have something to take care of. Alan, let's go! You chat with Nicholas first, I'll come over later."

When Nicholas heard Allen's instructions, he subconsciously called out Earl Russell. The old earl's expression became a little tense, and he laughed twice in an unnatural way. He hurried back inside, and no one knew where he went.

…

“Alan!”

"Huh? What's wrong with you?"

Alan smiled and looked at Nicholas who was a little nervous.

“I…I…”

Nicholas watched Leipzig being dragged into the car and wanted to reach out, but he held back.

Looking at the harmless smile on Alan's face, Nicholas felt the hairs on his body stand up. Just because he confirmed that Leipzig had nothing to do with the Russell family, he was going to kill his entire family?

Throw it directly into the sea to feed the fish? !

Is there still any law?

"Alan...is this bad?"

"Tsk... it's really not good. Oh... right, I just remembered."

Allen hugged Nicholas and whispered in his ear, "I forgot that when I sent people to arrest this old guy, my men seemed to have captured his family as well. Could your father have gone in to call them to tip them off? Could they really have something to do with your family?"

“…”

Nicholas' body was already a little stiff, and after hearing what Alan said, it became even stiffer. Not only was his body stiff, his entire scalp felt numb.

In his worldview, such a cruel thing is not something a normal person would do.

In his eyes, Alan at this moment was no different from a lunatic or a madman.

Even those lawless rich second-generations can't do this without blinking an eye, and they may even smile, but in the blink of an eye they can say words that could kill an entire family.

As for whether he dares... Based on Nicholas's understanding of Allen and their family, they really dare!

"I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. Excuse me for being rude, I want to go down and rest first."

Nicholas suppressed his inner discomfort and maintained the last bit of dignity as the son of a count.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk...your father had something urgent to do, and you suddenly felt unwell. Could it be that you don't welcome me?"

"No, no...Butler Casford, come here...Take Lord Allen to the reception hall first. I'm feeling a little unwell."

"Okay, Master..."

The butler next to him was a little confused at this time. He didn't hear many specific words, but he knew that there were distinguished guests at home today. But the master had left and the young master was about to leave. What was going on?

…

"Mary? Is that you? Listen to me, hurry up..."

Earl Russell held the phone nervously and mumbled several words as soon as the call was connected. However, the sudden voice coming from the microphone made the old earl feel cold.

"I'm sorry sir, there is no Ms. Mary you are looking for here."

"Who are you?!"

"Me? I'm sorry sir, I can't tell you who I am, but I'm sure you can guess what I do."

"Good! Very good...very good."

“Bang!”

After saying a few good things, Earl Russell hung up the phone angrily. When he thought that he was fooled by a little brat, Earl Russell laughed angrily.

This is the madman of the Hill family!

Fuck!

He had clearly already captured the person, but he was still testing him here. Allen deliberately left someone behind to guard his home in Leipzig, just to wait for the call from him, who he didn't know when or whether he would call.

Now... I am like an ignorant little deer, rushing into the hunter's ambush.

This is so stupid!

When Earl Russell thought of Alan's smiling expression just now, his hands were shaking with anger, but he had no way to save people now!

The people have all been arrested, and he has just admitted in person that he has no relationship with Leipzig.

They just brought Leipzig to his house!

Come to the doorstep of his Russell family, make him say in person that he has nothing to do with Leipzig, and then order him to be eliminated!

In broad daylight, in broad daylight, a family of more than a dozen people were gone just because I didn't admit that I had a relationship with them!

When he thought about the fact that Alan was still a guest at home and he would have to face him when he went out later, Earl Russell took a deep breath, picked up the teacup on the table with trembling hands and drank a sip of water. He felt a little headache. What on earth did Alan want to do by visiting him today?

More than ten lives were lost before they even entered the house. Is this a warning to others?