At this moment, Jennifer Connelly felt that Allen was so manly, and she was somewhat obsessed with this mature masculine feeling.

"These are all small things. For me, as long as they are within my ability, it doesn't matter whether they are difficult or not. What matters is whether I want to do it or not."

Alan put one hand in his pocket, holding Jennifer Connelly's hand with the other, looking into the distance with a deep gaze. Just from this image, he is definitely the Prince Charming.

"So...what do you need me to help you with?"

When Jennifer Connelly thought about how much effort Allen had put in and now needed her help, she felt surrounded by a sense of responsibility and mission.

"you……"

Alan thought about it. In the past, he always focused on his body and rarely on his heart. But this time, he wanted to focus on his heart!

If God gave him another chance, he would like to do it seriously and sincerely. If there is a time limit for this time, he hopes it would be at least two days.

It’s not that it’s meaningless in the long run, but that it’s the most cost-effective for a limited time.

…

"For people like me, the outside world used to have a deep misunderstanding of our group. Many people thought we were just idlers waiting to die, arrogant and conceited losers. I was once troubled by this stereotype. Can you help me?"

Meeting Allen's gaze, Jennifer Connelly nodded subconsciously.

"Okay then...if the news comes out tomorrow, you can give me some advice or help me think of a solution. By the way...take me out for a walk to ease my mood."

"OK!"

…

Seoul, South Korea.

It has been many years since Allen led the team to participate in the 1988 Olympics, and Seoul has indeed ushered in development. The Four Asian Tigers are not just talk.

On both sides of the Han River, countless buildings are rising from the ground. No matter how trashy Koreans are, how much they like to steal, how low-quality they are, how arrogant they are, no matter how many shortcomings Korean men have, whether they are short or have round faces, and no matter how arrogant and presumptuous Korean women are, in short, when it comes to construction, Seoul at this time period did have some strength.

Li Zairong has returned to South Korea for some time. He came back with Boss Cha when he visited South Korea at the end of last year.

After staying in a place like Wales for a long time, Li Zairong was almost exhausted. He lived in fear every day and even went hungry. If he had not been honest and obedient enough, it would be hard to say whether he could come back alive.

When he first came back, he brought with him a few British people sent by Allen to work with him.

But after adapting to life in Korea, Li Zairong's mentality gradually changed.

Where is this?

South Korea!

What is his last name?

plum!

The three-smelling Li family!

Although Sanxing has not yet developed into a behemoth, it is already a big ship. His father has now firmly established himself as the president, holding great power and countless assets. It only took him a few months to go from living in fear all day long to being able to do whatever he wants in Korea without any scruples.

…

Located in the Southwest District on the south bank of the Han River, this is an emerging development zone. Most of the R&D centers of high-tech companies are located here. The R&D centers of Sanxing and LG are located here. There are also large wealthy areas and golf courses. After Li Zairong returned to China, his father assigned him a residence here so that he could work nearby and look after the family business.

In the villa... there was a large bedroom with five or six women lying there in tattered clothes and with bruised faces.

Li Zairong sat at the head of the bed holding a cup of water, looking at the bodyguard who woke him up with sleepy and gloomy eyes.

"What is it?"

"Young Master, there is a piece of news on TV that you specifically told me to pay attention to."

The short bodyguard looked embarrassed. This young master was not easy to get along with. After returning from studying abroad, his status was much higher, but his temper was also much worse. He would use violence against his subordinates at any time, and even when his subordinates reported to him, he would beat them up if they were not satisfied. Sometimes, he would even kill the women who came to sleep with him at night if they made him unhappy!

When facing a young master like this, every bodyguard would be cautious.

Just like now, he has something to tell me in advance, and waking him up so early shows that he is in a bad mood. But if I don’t wake him up, and he remembers it later, that will be a bigger problem!

…

Crash.

Li Zairong took out a small hammer from the drawer of the bedside table. The hammer head was covered with a layer of soft rubber, and there was a layer of dried dark blood on the soft rubber.

"Tell me, what's the news?"

Putting down the water cup, Li Zairong gently stroked the hammer, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The bodyguard looked even more frightened at his posture, and his voice trembled as he spoke: "It's news from America. The day before yesterday afternoon, that British nobleman rescued hundreds of prostitutes in Los Angeles, saying that he helped them regain their freedom. The media praised him, and the newspapers also reported the news. It is said that..."

"etc!"

The smile on Li Zairong's face suddenly froze after hearing those key words. He held the hammer handle and weighed it, saying, "Which noble from Great Britain is saving a prostitute in Los Angeles?"

"Yes..." The bodyguard looked at Li Zairong's increasingly dangerous eyes, swallowed his saliva and said, "It's the one you mentioned, the one in Wales."

“…”

"bump!"

Li Zairong jumped up and hit the bodyguard again and again with a small hammer, cursing "Shit" every time he hit him.

"Just for such a trivial matter, you woke me up so early? Huh? Shit."

"bump!"

"ah!!!"

"Waking me up so early?"

"bump!"

"Why don't you tell me when I wake up?"

"What's wrong with him saving people? What does it have to do with me? Are you the only one who knew to wake me up?"

"bump!"

Seeing the bodyguard lying on the ground trembling with fear with his hands protecting his head, Li Zairong dropped the hammer and kicked the bodyguard hard a few times. As if he had vented his anger, he turned his head and looked at the women who were awakened and were holding blankets, looking at him with horror.

"All of you get out! Get out!"

Seeing that these women were so scared by him that they dared not move, Li Zairong picked up the hammer and raised it high. The women, who were originally a little scared, screamed and ran out of the bedroom holding the blanket.

"bump!"

The flying hammer hit the door hard, and with the sound of the hammer falling, the whole bedroom fell into silence again.

…

While panting, Li Zairong picked up the cup and took a sip of water. Then he sat down again and looked at the bodyguard who was still curled up on the ground and dared not move.

Since returning to China, his mentality has slowly changed. Now it has been almost a year, and the current Li Zairong is far from the previous Li Zairong. He thought that when he heard that name again, he would face it calmly.

I didn't expect that his instinctive reaction would be so strong when the bodyguard just mentioned it today.

He recalled the summer when, during the Olympics, his father took him to personally apologize to that person because of a trivial matter.

He was kneeling there, as humble as an ant, and he stuffed a gun into his mouth.

Later, when he went to study in Wales, he asked someone to throw him into the sea. There were sharks in the sea, and there were bullets and grenades above that he didn't know if they would hit him!

Every time Li Zairong thought of that madman, his soul trembled. He thought that he had stayed away from him and would never have any contact with him again in this life, but now he heard news about that man again, and it was news about him in America!

"He saved so many prostitutes, what does he want to do? What about the newspapers?"

Li Zairong asked in a low voice.

The bodyguard who was curled up on the ground climbed up tremblingly, picked up a newspaper from the table next to him and handed it to Li Zairong.

…

"The responsibility, honor and duty of the traditional aristocracy of the British Empire!"

Recently, a cross-border rescue operation took place in Los Angeles...

According to the description of the people at the scene, there were hundreds of enthusiastic citizens helping to maintain order in the surrounding area...

The total number of participants in the operation is unknown, but it is said that there are hundreds of people. These people are all personal bodyguards of Mr. Allen, and they are all veterans of the Imperial Navy...

Follow-up report...

Li Zairong looked at the picture in the newspaper. It was a photo of Alan's back as he left the hotel, with dozens of enthusiastic citizens, all strong men, blocking the way in front of him.

The person in the photo, that back view, is what Li Zairong dreams about every time he has a nightmare.

However, the content that followed made Li Zairong tremble with fear.

Hundreds of well-trained private bodyguards on site?

There are also hundreds of enthusiastic citizens helping to maintain order?

Why are all these enthusiastic citizens strong men with serious faces?

Even if they were not wearing uniforms, Li Zairong could smell the scent of Welsh wool and onions on them just through the unclear photo!

Looking at the ambiguous reports in the newspapers, hundreds of private bodyguards and hundreds of enthusiastic people appeared in America, and the rescue operation lasted only a dozen minutes.

This organizational and action capabilities...

That's Los Angeles! That's America, that's not Wales!

When he thought of this, Li Zairong's hands shook even more violently.

He used to think that as long as he didn't leave Korea, Allen wouldn't be able to do anything to him. Now it seems that he was overthinking. Even if he went to America, he could organize so many people. This time he was going to rescue people, but what if that was not to rescue people?

What if it was to kill someone?

Like what Allen asked him to do in Los Angeles at the beginning of last year?

Even if I don't go out of Korea or even hide at home, can I escape?

When he thought about the equipment that should have been shipped to Wales every month but had been detained for several months, Li Zairong's heart trembled again.

Is that lunatic too busy to take care of me now? Or is he planning to come to Korea to cause trouble for me after saving people?

He didn’t dare to think about what happened next.

"Go call my assistant over, go quickly!"

Li Zairong scratched his hair fiercely, tore the newspaper in his hand into pieces, and yelled at the bodyguard.

"It's the eldest master, I'll go call him right away!"

…

A suburb northeast of Los Angeles, at the prison gate.

The human fence formed by dozens of prison guards could not stop the enthusiastic American media.

In the past two days, the news of Allen saving people has become a "hot search". It can't be said to be popular all over the United States, but it is still a hot news.

Because there was another thing that suppressed his enthusiasm.

That boss Ak has only been in office for a short time. He sent people to Ukraine to sign a nuclear disarmament agreement a while ago, tricking Ukraine into abdicating itself, but he hasn't been happy for long...

Somalia dealt a severe blow to Boss Ake, and the key point was that several special forces who had gone there to cause trouble were captured by the other side.

Boss Ak is now in a state of panic... He had just made a compromise a few days ago and sent a negotiation team to Somalia to redeem the people.

This kind of behavior... seems a bit anticlimactic. They were clearly sending troops to give others a warning, but they didn't expect to be beaten up. They just sent themselves to be given a warning. Now, just as the negotiation team was sent out, a British guy came to carry out a cross-border rescue on American soil.

We are all saving lives.

On one hand, it was extremely shameful to send a negotiation team to rescue people, and on the other hand, it was simple and efficient to rescue hundreds of women trapped in hell.

This... a quick comparison will tell the difference.

With these two things happening "coincidentally" at the same time, some major American media received relevant notices from above, asking them to take the initiative to reduce the popularity of news about Allen.

but……

Fortunately, Allen was well prepared. Both the BBC and the Los Angeles local media worked very hard to promote him. The two sides offset each other and he managed to keep his popularity.

…

Microphones were pointed to the windows of the Lincoln. Even though there was a police car leading the way in front of the convoy, it was still blocked when it reached the prison gate.

"Open the window."

"Master? This is not safe!"

Old Carl looked at Allen anxiously.

"Open it, I'll say a few words."

Faced with this situation, Allen was ready to say a few words. He was confident that there shouldn't be any big problems outside.

…

"The window is open, the window is open!"

Several reporters surrounding Allen's car saw the window slightly lowered a few centimeters. Although the opening was not very wide, they could barely see the people inside.

"Mr. Allen, Mr. Allen, can you tell me the purpose of your rescue this time?"

"Sir, can you tell me whether your rescue operation was deliberately designed to collide with the American negotiation team?"

"Sir... I heard that your rescue operation was authorized by the European Women's Association. Is this news true?"

"Sir... I heard that nearly a thousand people have been sent here for detention in the past few days. How will you arrange for them?"

“…”

A chaotic stream of voices rushed in. Allen heard someone asking about the negotiation team in a strange way. He responded without hesitation, "If even saving people is utilitarian and conspiratorial, how dirty is your heart? People like you... should go to church to exchange experiences with Satan instead of confessing! Stay away from me, I'm afraid your dirty soul will defile my car."

"I brought the best lawyers from Europe and the United States with me this time. Since I saved them, I will not ignore them. I will bring her out with the best lawyers! However, we have to follow the corresponding judicial procedures. This is America, and we have to abide by American laws. America is not only about freedom, but also civilization!"

After Alan finished speaking what he wanted to say into several microphones that were almost reaching in, he kicked the driver's seat slightly, signaling Xiao Shitou to drive.

He is coming to the prison today to meet his future employees!