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Listening to the deafening roar of his father, Bell not only didn't panic at all, but also wanted to laugh a little.

I saw that he dug out his ears for a while, and then turned the direction of the personal terminal so that it faced Shanna on the side.

"Dad! Why are you yelling so loudly! It scared me!"

Shanna stared at her father on the screen dissatisfiedly.

She was happily eating pudding here, but her father's sudden roar made her all over, and the pudding in the spoon was frightened.

Fortunately, she didn't fall out of the plate, otherwise, wouldn't she not be able to eat a complete pudding! ?

You know, she just made an appointment with Big Brother, and she can only eat one more pudding tonight.

If you take a bite less, it won't be counted as one!

and many more! In that case, I wonder if Big Brother will let her eat another one?

Thinking of this, Shanna secretly shattered the small piece of pudding that fell on the plate and dialed it toward the edge of the plate.

It wasn't until Bell glared at her that the little girl pouted reluctantly and stopped her own little action.

"Baby!? I'm so sorry, Dad didn't notice that you were there just now. Can Dad apologize to you? Don't be angry with Dad, OK?"

As soon as he saw his baby girl, William instantly forgot what he had taught Bell.

It's okay to teach that stinky boy anytime, but the opportunity to make affection with your own baby girl is one less time.

Must not be missed!

Seeing his father's IQ quickly dropped from his 30s to less than 3 years old, Bell grinned, got up and walked out, leaving alone time for the father and daughter.

After walking into the president's office, Bell sat down for a while. Goodwin, who had been waiting for a long time, knocked on the door and walked in.

"How is the situation?"

Bell asked lazily.

Even though he had just slept for a whole day, the spirit he had consumed before still failed to fully recover. With this full meal, he was a little sleepy again.

"All the gangs gathered together, but for some reason, they did not take any action. Even the previous sabotage against the family business has all stopped."

Goodwin explained.

Hearing this, Bell's mouth rose slightly.

What else can it be because of? Persuaded!

"What about those Aurors?"

Bell continued to ask.

"Nothing, I have gone back now. But according to the leader of the team, they will come back tomorrow."

Speaking of this, Goodwin couldn't help showing his face.

Due to the different positions, even if he knew that the Auror of the Magic Congress was only following the rules, he would still feel very upset.

"If you want to check, let them check it. They can't find anything anyway."

The members of the previous special operations team were basically smuggled into the country secretly, and they were not registered in the Magic Congress.

And those prisoners were put into Wan She's belly by Bell. At this time, I am afraid that not all have been sent to the Menethil family headquarters in Mexico.

No matter how magical the Auror of the Magic Congress is, it is impossible to go to Mexico to investigate.

Unless they want to cause war.

In summary, even if the Aurors were able to find any clues, they could not clearly point them to the Menethil family.

As long as the father passes the British Ministry of Magic and continues to pressure the Magic Congress of the United States, then today, the Aurors will have to return without success.

Therefore, the problem facing the Menethil family is still only the dishonest gangs.

Don't look at the actions of Bell and others in the previous two nights that temporarily frightened the group of people, but this calm situation cannot last forever.

Once the gangsters and wizards gathered together, then the Menethil family can only withdraw from the United States magic world in a desperate manner.

But fortunately, the timidity of the gangsters provided Bell with some room for change.

"Based on the results of the previous analysis by the General Staff, let's implement the'differentiation' plan.

Remember, the plan must be completed tonight!

Tomorrow morning, I will send invitations to the gang leaders. I would like to invite everyone to have dinner together. "

The so-called "differentiation" plan is actually to draw in some bad wizard groups.

The several targets selected by the staff belong to the kind of better-behaved, but because of this, they are excluded and weak.

Among them, the Tooth of Evil was ranked first in wooing the target.

It's just that the strength of these targets is really not on the stage. Before, even if they were drawn to the opponent, they would not be able to produce any substantial help to the situation.

But now, the situation is completely different.

You know, Bell is now on the bright side, but he has a straight flush from J to A of spades!

Although the hole card is a 3, this does not prevent him from bluffing.

At this time, if there are a few more childcares in the opponent's camp, which will further weaken the opponent's will to resist, then maybe it will scare the opponent back.

Give it a try, in case it's done!

Anyway, if it fails, there is no loss, isn't it?

...

Slug bars.

The largest and most famous bar in the black market in United States.

Today, in the bars that were always lively and extraordinary in the past, there is a rare tranquility. Even the waiter in charge of serving the wine doesn't know where he disappeared at this moment.

All this is because in the middle of the bar hall, there are dozens of wizards who are so vicious at first sight.

They were sitting around a huge round table, and everyone bowed their heads in silence without saying a word.

The heavy atmosphere prevents even mosquitoes and flies from flying in the air.

The owner of the slug bar is now shrinking in the shadow behind the bar, looking sadly at the group of people in the bar.

Originally, because the Aurors had recently launched a search like crazy, it was difficult for him to do business these days. At this time, if someone is willing to spend a lot of money to cover his bar, he should feel very happy.

After all, the Menethil family's shots are really generous.

But the problem is, this bar is handed down from his grandfather Zeng!

Although the bar is a bit dilapidated, every wooden board here is engraved with heavy historical traces, even if it is an antique.

So, if this group of people fought and destroyed his 4-generation single-pass bar, how much compensation should he demand from the Menethil family?

Is it less? His heart hurts so much that he can't sleep.

Is it too much? He was also afraid of the Menethil family turning their faces.

After all, the Menethil family now is not the big fat sheep in the eyes of people before.

It is clearly a terrifying behemoth that eats people without spitting out bones!

He didn't dare to really anger the other party, otherwise, don't talk about compensation, he might have to take in all his life.

So, how much money does he need?

This is really sad to him!

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