Stepping on the road at the gate of "Chinatown", Yi Chen stretched comfortably and moaned in a low voice: "It's still comfortable for my own land. This road is much more comfortable than New York... However, if there are no such a large number of vampires following behind him, it would be absolutely perfect."

Then, Yi Chen expressed his second emotion: "Damn it, if there are no group of agents guarding him at the door of his house, it will be even more perfect." Seeing more than a dozen men in black standing at the door, Yi Chen said to Phil helplessly: "Phil, when we were in New York, the people in the family should not have caused trouble, right? Well? Cary, those bastards, I hope they did not cause me a big trouble."

Phil shook his head in confusion: "Boss, I haven't heard the news, nothing should happen. I'll go find Cary and the others later? They should come and pay tribute to you."

Yi Chen nodded gently, put on a smile on his face, strode to the door, smiled at the dozen agents and said, "Aha, gentlemen, good afternoon, it's a good weather, huh?"

A strong guy nodded and said coldly: "Mr. Yi? Our boss has something to come to you."

Yi Chen looked surprised: "Oh? Your boss is..."

M's voice came from the door: "Yi, of course you understand that the only person who is interested in coming to you may be me. Long time no see, I really miss you a little."

Yi Chen smiled bitterly: "Dear grandmother, I am so honored to come here, but don't you think your subordinates stood at my gate and scared all my guests away? I am a small businessman and I don't have enough capital. If you do this, how can I use to support my subordinates and my Phileen baby?" While talking, Yi Chen walked in.

M actually moved a seat and sat in the small corridor where he entered the door. He looked at Yi Chen with bright eyes and whispered: "Enough, Yi, your 'elite' guests will not enter the door at the earliest after 21:00. I will not affect your shillings business now... I have some small problems with you."

Yi Chen quickly spread his hands: "Dear grandmother, I have been following the law recently. I have never violated British laws... What's more, have you promised me? You won't hold me accountable, as long as I'm not too much."

M stood up and looked at Yi Chen with a little amused: "Oh? Dear, you have always been law-abiding? Of course, you are crazy about destroying American laws, but this has nothing to do with me, really... and I absolutely keep my promise. When you smuggled from the United States, didn't I arrest you?"

Yi Chen muttered: "My passport was thrown in the hotel and then destroyed. Don't I want to come back by plane? Oh, a terrible thing, New York was hit by a nuclear attack, it's so scary, I almost got killed."

M glared at him fiercely: "Nonsense, I have also received information about New York. Nuclear attacks? Do you think I am a kindergarten kid? I don't care why you have to work hard to smuggle back on a freighter, but... who are they?"

An agent reached out to stop him, but a great duke stepped back without hesitation. Durcula strode up and said coldly: "Yi, are you just entertaining guests like this? You asked me to stand on the road at the gate for three minutes. Should a friend mean that?"

Yi Chen shrugged his shoulders and pointed at M and said, "Dracula, Dracula, I'm sorry, but I can't afford to offend this respected old lady."

Dracula snorted coldly: "Little girl, get out of the way." She pushed M's shoulder and walked in with her man swagger. Dracula didn't exert force, but M was almost pushed away by him. She staggered a little embarrassedly and leaned on the corridor.

The agents were unhappy, and their boss was treated like this? With a swish, they pulled out the pistol almost at the same time. Durcula turned around suddenly, and a grin appeared on the corner of his mouth. M frowned and shook his head: "Gentlemen, calm, calm, what are you doing? Sir, you are too rude. Is this what a gentleman should do? Are you still embarrassed to accuse others of impoliteness?" The agents angrily took the pistol back.

Dracula rolled his eyes and muttered, "I'm never polite to the food."

Yi Chen was afraid that Dracula would say something even more embarrassing, so he gestured fiercely. Phil and Gore met him and took Dracula in. On this side, Yi Chen hurriedly apologized to M: "I'm sorry, dear grandmother, this guy's head is a bit abnormal. In other words, his way of thinking is different from normal humans. Of course you won't care, right?"

M said oh, shook his head and said, "Of course no, why am I angry? Of course, maybe I should check his background, right? I am always interested in friends who can make you cautious, easy."

Yi Chen felt nervous: "You'd better not do this, otherwise you will regret it in the end. The lives of your subordinates are precious. Out of respect for life, I will never recommend you to investigate his details."

M looked at Yi Chen in surprise, nodded slightly, and suddenly changed the topic: "Yi, are you just welcome guests like this? I know you came here when you were one hour away from London. Did you just let me stand at the gate and talk to you? Even saying that your subordinates are just standing at the gate?"

Yi Chen laughed a few times, reached out to lead the stairs, and took M and a number of agents upstairs. Chekov stayed at the end. Seeing that the agents were taken upstairs, he immediately whispered to a subordinate of Phil: "Hey, brother, are those guys driving here? Where are their cars parked? Find a few gangsters to put their tires for me."

The black man who had been furious for a long time nodded repeatedly and went with a strange smile. Chekov proudly drew out a piece of marijuana, held it in his mouth and swayed upstairs.

Mixue, who was entangled with Feli, just entered the living room door and jumped up immediately, jumped directly to the sofa five meters away, jumped heavily, lay down with satisfaction, sighed and said, "Oh, I'm really tired, don't bother me, I'm going to rest..."

Yi Chen almost glared out his eyes, and secretly glanced at M, and greeted Mi Xueer's ancestors in his heart. M saw Mi Xueer's amazing jumping power, but she pretended not to see anything and sat straight on the nearest sofa.

Phil walked in and whispered: "Boss, the Grand Duke of Durcula has been placed, and they are all in the rooms upstairs."

Yi Chen gestured: "Helping well, don't let them cause trouble... Remember, monitor them well, I don't want our "Chinatown" to become the birthplace of the vampire legend, do you understand?" Phil nodded and went.

Yi Chen sat next to M with a smile, deliberately sitting intimately less than 30 cm from M. Feili habitually lay on Yi Chen's shoulder. M looked at the two of them and shook her head helplessly and said, "Yi, a few questions."

Yi Chen said treacherously: "I just came back and don't know the answer."

M stared at him: "This is your place, isn't it? So, even if you just came back from the United States, some news should have reached your ears, right?"

Yi Chen frowned: "Okay, okay, dear grandmother, to be honest, London has been calm recently, and I don't know what is worth your personal mobilization. You should care about national affairs, rather than mingle with people like me all day long. To be honest, if you have too close relationships with me, others will be suspicious... For example, baby Philey, she strictly prohibits me from contacting any other woman."

M stretched his face and looked at Yi Chen fiercely, but didn't say anything for a long time. Fei Li smiled and stroked Yi Chen's face, and giggled: "No, boss, um, Mrs. M's age can be our grandma, I won't be jealous of her."

The villain Chekov laughed wildly without giving M's face. Jester kicked him out without giving him any face. Then he slipped onto a sofa like a snake, lay down, and began to smoke marijuana in front of M.

M gritted his teeth and let out a long time before he let out a breath, shook his head and said, "Yi, your words were wrong just now. London has not been quiet recently."

Yi Chen muttered: "To me, London has been like a sleeping baby these days, calm and safe. In short, I have not received any information that you may be interested in."

M said to himself: "Oh? Is it? A batch of high-end cars appeared in Liverpool inexplicably. Is this a big deal? Well? Things have already begun, and you will have a lot of money in the future, easy."

Yi Chen laughed a few times: "Then, tell me, I will do anything to help you, I swear." Yi Chen murmured in his heart: "Damn, you are too busy? Did you have information just now that the car has arrived on the shore?"

Chekov sneaked in, and saw that no one paid attention to him. He looked around with boredom and sat down with Jester.

Yi Chen gently patted Feili, and Feili walked out knowingly, greeted Sally to prepare drinks, etc. Phil and the Gore brothers were greeting Durcula's group of old monsters who could not offend, so they had to ask Sally to work hard.

M smiled: "Really? Can you really help me with this little trouble?"

Yi Chen nodded quickly and swore: "In the name of God, I swear that I will do my best, and of course, I cannot harm my interests, otherwise there will be nothing to talk about."

M nodded: "Then, find me a person, a young Chinese man, about 25 years old, short hair, about 180 cm tall, and had three or four gunshot wounds on his body. Find him and leave it to me." M looked at Yi Chen with a deep look, his eyes were strange, and he didn't know what thoughts were going on.

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment: "Look for someone? Well, what did he do? Three gunshot wounds? Maybe he has died in the gutter. You should monitor all clinics and so on. What can I do?" Yi Chen really didn't want to help. A Chinese man who was then shot injured may be the matter in their intelligence circle. He is just doing business honestly. Why bother to join in?

M gently stretched out his index finger with his right hand, shook it left and right, and said, "Help me find him, that's it, otherwise I'll use human hands to seal those batches of cars, huh? Those batches of cars are good, and I'm very interested..."

Yi Chen pondered, took the wine glass handed over by Feili, gestured to M, drank it all, and asked, "Who is he?"

M shook his head, thanked Feili, took a sip of wine and said, "It doesn't matter who he is, but you want to help me find him. Three days have passed. If you don't find this young man as soon as possible, he may be dead. And a dead person has no use to me, I want him to live."

Chekov said viciously from the side: "I thought you could let the dead speak."

M answered him without hesitation: "Mr. Chekov, your hips... are big now?"

Chekov gritted his teeth and looked at M, his eyes rolling, not knowing what thoughts he had.

Yi Chen threw a flower in the air, then turned it lightly between his fingers, leaned on the sofa casually, and whispered: "I'll find him and then hand it over to you? Well? You don't care about my nostalgia?"

M nodded: "Yes, find him and leave it to me, and then you can continue to get rich. I am not interested in smuggling cars. That is the business of other departments. If they can't find anything, I have no obligation to remind them, right?"

Yi Chen nodded quickly: "That's of course, that's of course... I am a law-abiding citizen, so I will definitely cooperate with the law enforcement department of the British Empire."

M smiled without being able to control himself: "Yi, you can give yourself any title, but don't say that you are a law-abiding citizen, okay? If you can be considered a good person who follows the rules, there will be no war in the whole world."

Yi Chen yelled a few times and gave an order to expel the guest: "Then, I won't waste your time... Grandma, your time is precious, I should not take up too much of your time... You should work hard to serve the public, rather than waste your life here."

M was still as motionless as a mountain, and simply raised his legs and looked at Yi Chen with his legs crossed, and said suddenly: "Yi, that's a Chinese."

Yi Chen looked at her strangely: "So what? If you want to catch him, I will hand him over to you. It's just a transaction. I'm not interested in the identity of the trading product."

M looked at Yi Chen deeply: "I think you have a lot to do with someone, but it seems that I'm wrong."

Yi Chen blinked his eyes and said quickly: "I never let myself enter some dangerous vortex, so you don't have to worry that I will have something to do with some criminals, huh?"

M nodded with a smile and said relaxedly: "Then, there is still a little bit of a small thing. Your subordinate of the security company caught a dozen incompetent idiots who sneaked into the wall in the middle of the night, and it seemed that they used some inhumane methods to deal with them. You should order them to be released, otherwise you might be in big trouble?"

Yi Chen quickly glanced at Kane who was standing next to him. Kane shook his head quickly and signaled that he didn't know about this.

Yi Chen asked M: "Who is the person caught? What is the origin? Wouldn't you go in and save them? Hum?"

M stood up with a smile: "Oh, those idiots are soldiers from the special forces. They use the "Dark Devil" security company as a training tool, but they were caught by your patrol subordinates. This happened last night. Maybe your subordinates are busy teaching them a little lesson, so they didn't inform you. Of course, I can't say anything about this kind of thing, nor can I say who is right or wrong, but you'd better let them out as soon as possible, otherwise... Thank you for your wine, Yi, remember, find that young man as soon as possible, and I want him to appear in front of me alive."

Yi Chen raised his hand slightly: "As you wish, grandmother... I will definitely do it... Kane, go to the 'Dark' base immediately and show me what those bastards are doing. If the person is still alive, throw it out for me. If he dies, destroy the body and don't cause trouble for me."

M opened his eyes wide: "Yi, please pay attention, you discuss some illegal things in front of me."

Yi Chen glanced at her: "Come on, grandmother, do you care about the lives of a few idiots?"

M shook his head firmly: "That kind of bastard? I don't care, but you shouldn't say it in front of me."

Yi Chen stood up: "What's the difference? You know, the final result is like this anyway. I'm a confessor, and I never hide anything." Yi Chen looked at M with a strange smile. M shook his head helplessly, waved his hand to signal his subordinates to follow him. Chekov came up diligently: "Aha, dear Director, I'll send you there. Oh, boss, you don't have to move, don't bother you, I'll send you my respected grandmother."

M nodded, signaled Yi Chen, and took the people away. She was amused, "Chekov gave me, what are you going to do?"

Yi Chen looked at Chekov strangely and sent M into the elevator, whispering: "What do you think Chekov is going to do? Are you duels with M?"

Jester gestured a rude gesture: "He? I think he will poison M's wine glass, but he will never duel head-on. Chekov is a mess, he will never become a knight."

Michelle, who was lying on the sofa over there, was already shouting: "Jester, shut up, don't quarrel with me."

Jester was stunned for a moment and shouted loudly: "Xiao Niu, the boss's voice just now isn't it?"

Mixue'er suddenly jumped up: "But he has money. He bought me a lot of things. Humph, you can speak loudly, you can't."

Yi Chen rolled his eyes... Is it so easy to buy vampires?—

Chekov accompanied M to the gate, nodded with a strange smile and said, "Ah, you can go well, hehe, the road is smooth."

M looked at him and said softly: "Of course, Chekov, why did something happen to me? Hum?"

With the sound of wooden clogs, Ying, wearing a fiery red samurai suit, walked over from across the road with several subordinates Shi Shiran. Seeing Chekov, Ying smiled happily: "I said that Mr. Yi will come back in the past few days... Mr. Chekov? How long has Mr. Yi been back?"

Chekov flattered and leaned over: "Aha, Mr. Sakura, I have long been looking for Daming, hehe... The boss just returned home for less than half an hour, but a crazy old woman came to the door, so let's ignore him." The only reason why Chekov flattered Sakura was that Sakura brought a lot of money, otherwise Chekov would not have sweared him.

Sakura glanced at M curiously, nodded gently, and wiped over M. M whispered: "Young man, don't do things too much. If you harm the fundamental interests of the UK, I will not let you go."

Ying turned her head suddenly, her eyes flashed with murderous aura, and she smiled and said, "Old Madam, what did you say? I don't understand... I came to visit Mr. Yi. Will the courteous visits between friends harm the interests of the UK? Then the UK is too fragile... By the way, who are you?"

M whispered: "It doesn't matter who I am, young people. What's important is that I know what you have done, what you are doing, and what kind of person you are. Do you understand? We seem to have some accounts that need to be calculated slowly."

Ying's face changed, she gently stroked the hilt of the "Xiayue" sword hanging around her waist, sneered, and walked in.

Chekov threw away the marijuana cigarette butts in his hand and shouted: "Old lady, I don't have time to play with you, bye... I'm going to accompany the rich man. Fuck, why do I waste time on you?" Chekov, who was about to watch the show, saw Sakura coming, and was too lazy to mess around with M, so he rushed in.

M shook his head and walked towards his car across the road with his subordinates. Then, she was furious and saw that the tires of his four cars were all pierced, and the three agents left behind had just walked out of an alley.

M shouted loudly: "You three idiots, what are you doing... Look, look, sir, is that what you are doing when you are carrying out your mission? This time the car tire was pierced, what about next time? Is it impossible for a bomb to be placed in my car next time?"

Three agents looked at M tremblingly. Just now, a group of gangsters suddenly rushed up and snatched their miniature headsets and other equipment. When they chased after them, they taught a lesson to a group of gangsters, and they just came back proudly. Who knew that such a thing would happen? Of course, they wouldn't know that the gangsters who were beaten torture were now taking a bounty from a black man.

M was so angry that he punched the car door hard. She now understood why Chekov had to send it out with great care. It turned out to be just to watch the show...

A dozen meters away, Mr. Zhang, wearing a big hat and covering his face, looked at M in a gloating manner. He couldn't bear it and sneered. He was originally here to ask Yi Chen for help, but who knew that he had seen such a good show from beginning to end, which was really worth the price.
Chapter completed!