Dozo America

"Are there guests?" Lance looked at Zhen Fan and then at the door. There was no movement at the door and no one knocked on the door. So he turned his suspicious eyes to Zhen Fan.

"Be patient, Lance!" Zhen Fan nodded his finger and tapped the armrest of the seat. Even Helena shook her head and smiled, seeming to be laughing at Zhen Fan and Lance.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk!" A very clear knock on the door.

Lance jumped up suddenly, like clockwork being wound up, and jumped up from his seat. Then he walked to the door and looked outside through the peephole. There were two sturdy men in black suits standing outside the door.

The big man. This startled Lance. He turned back to Zhen Fan and said: "Two men in black suits

The man looks very vicious. If he had a gun, we would be finished. I said, why would the Modin family give up? It seems that they have not given up on dealing with us. Damn it, Zhen, we can look through the window.

Jump off? Use a sheet, like in the movies!"

"No, no, Lance, we don't have to do anything. Now... open the door, they are here to find me!" Zhen Fan stood up and said to Lance.

"Well, I hope you're right. If you're wrong, we'll all be shot!" As he spoke, he opened the door suddenly, then ducked and hid behind the door subconsciously.

Two burly men in black suits stood at the door. They opened the door. An old man with white hair stood at the door, and then slowly walked in. Behind him was another old man. This man

Zhen Fan knows him, the one he talked to last night.

"Nice to meet you! You must be Fan Zhen. Your features are very obvious and easy to recognize!" The old man did not feel senile at all. Instead, he was full of energy. He walked quickly to Zhen Fan and stretched out his hand.

He smiled and said, "Isn't it very rude of me to come here without saying hello?"

Zhen Fan shook his hand gently and nodded. He smiled and said: "Yes, it is indeed very rude." After saying that, he hurriedly sat on the sofa chair without asking the old man to sit down.

"Allow me to introduce myself. Dioclet De Moore, this is my name. The person behind me is Jason Moore. He is my very loyal partner, Jason Moore. His original name is Jason.

﹒ Brill. But... he has been following me for so long that he almost forgot his surname and thought he was a member of the Moore family, so... I called him Jason. I like this name very much.

!”

The old man talked to himself, and then sat down without waiting for anyone to greet him. Lance winked at Zhen Fan from the side. The expression on his face was very strange, and he was extremely horrified in his heart. Because of the man in front of him.

He is the legendary leader of the Moore family. And he actually came in person. Oh my god, Zhen has captured Grayson, one of the heirs of their family.

Modin, are you asking for revenge?

Zhen Fan seemed not to have seen him blink, and still looked at this old man with a very casual look. This old man claimed to be the leader of the Moore family.

"Zhen!" Helena put her hand on Zhen Fan's and looked at him with some worry. She was also surprised in her heart, shocked by the arrival of this old man, and shocked by Zhen Fan's attitude towards this old man. She was worried

These people will be detrimental to Zhen Fan.

Zhen Fan patted her hand, then smiled at her to reassure her. Then he looked at Diocletus.

Moore said: "I know your reason for coming, tell me. How do you plan to reconcile with me?" Zhen Fan spoke slowly, as if he didn't take the old man to heart.

"Yes, you are very smart. You know what I am here for. Yes, I want to reconcile with you!" Dioclet nodded, then smiled at Zhen Fan. "I know you are very powerful, so

I want to reconcile with you, that's the main reason why I'm here. So...are you willing to reconcile with us?"

What I said was that my attitude was very low.

But this is also the way of survival of the Moore family. In front of the strong, they show weakness and behave with their tail between their legs. When in front of the weak, they will show their strong side. Just showing weakness in front of the strong is not the best practice in Moore.

It has not been done in the Ding family for many years.

"I arrested your grandson, Grayson Modin, do you still want to reconcile with me for this?" Zhen Fan held his hands in front of his chest and looked at Dioclet with provocation!

"Why not?" Dioclet looked at him, walked over, and sat opposite Zhen Fan, "If you agree, I will give you a villa in Palm Beach, and even... we can be neighbors."

Lance blinked. He was very worried. He was very worried that Zhen Fan had angered this old guy, and then those men in black suits outside came in with pistols or submachine guns equipped with silencers, and fired at them indiscriminately.

"No, I like Palm Beach, but I don't like staying in the villa that I was given away." Zhen Fan stood up and walked to Diocleti who was sitting opposite, with a somewhat condescending attitude, "So...

I accept your reconciliation proposal. And I have one more question to ask you!"

"Question? Are you talking about why we called Grayson?"

"No, that's a small question. It's a choice you made for your own benefit." Zhen Fan shook his head and said, "You may not be willing to answer my question, but I still have expectations!"

Sure enough, after Zhen Fan said these words, Dioclet seemed more hesitant, and he no longer looked as generous or open-minded as when he came in just now.

"You all get out!" Diocletian motioned to the bodyguards in black clothes.

Zhen Fan also looked at Lance and Helena, smiled apologetically and said, "Can you wait for me in my room? I want to talk to Mr. Modin."

"Okay, okay, try to have a good talk. I think reconciliation is also a good idea, and...he doesn't mind you arresting his grandson. This is really a rare and good idea!" Lance danced happily.

He said a few words to Zhen Fan, and then reluctantly walked towards the room where Zhen Fan stayed with Helena.

"This is..." Zhen Fan looked at Jason who was still in the room.

Moore looked at Dacre again and shrugged his shoulders. It was obvious why Jason was still here.

"He is the person closest to me, if you don't mind..." Diakli said to Zhen Fan, "I never hide anything from him, so... don't think about this."

"Of course I don't mind, because it involves your family's secrets!"

"I know, you want to know why our family all has superpowers, and it's hereditary, right?" Diakli looked at Zhen Fan with a smile, his face slowly sank in, and he took a deep breath.

In a tone of voice, he said, "Actually...if I told you that I didn't know, would you believe it?"

"Believe it!" Zhen Fan nodded, "I know your powers, but I can't do anything about it, so hiding it won't do you any good, and it will only offend me. You are a smart man, Mr. Moore."

"Yes, in the face of the natural law of the jungle, all families must surrender in the face of strength. You have the strength, but... you are not someone we like to deal with." Dioclet said with some emotion, "Me too.

I want to figure out the reason for us, but for more than a hundred years, many things have been lost, including some very hidden things in the family, so... if you want to figure out this problem, then count me in, I plan to

partnership!"

"Very funny!" Zhen Fan laughed twice.

"No, this is not a joke!" Dioclet looked at Zhen Fan seriously, "I really want to find out the reason. Sometimes we have lived in darkness for a long time. We rely on these special abilities to gain wealth.

, but we have to keep these abilities hidden in the dark. If I could choose, I would rather people in my family do not have such abilities. This will cultivate them to only rely on this ability to do what they want to do.

!”

"Isn't this bad?" Zhen Fan shrugged, "It's easier to grab wealth this way, and it can strengthen your family's power. It's a killing two birds with one stone."

"But... this will also expose our family to the world, and this will be an ability that makes people jealous, so we will face a society and country that cannot be integrated into us. We must keep a low profile,

Only in order to survive, but now this state is gradually lost, especially the younger generation, they will be killed by their special abilities sooner or later." Diocleti smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Okay, we can only talk about it here!" Zhen Fan nodded, walked slowly to the door, and then opened the door. This is the rhythm of chasing people away. In Miami, this is how people treat Diocletin

, maybe Zhen Fan was the only one left. But Dioclet was not angry at all. Instead, with a smile on his face, he stood up slowly and walked to the door. Just as he was about to walk out of the room, he stopped and turned to look at Zhen Fan: "

Will the reconciliation between us have any sequelae?"

"No, I promise!" Zhen Fan nodded and made a gesture to please go out.

"Goodbye, Zhen, you are an interesting person!"

"The same to you!"

Dioclet smiled, nodded, and walked out of the room, Jason.

Modin followed closely behind him, and then heard the "click" sound of Zhen Fan closing the door.

"You're still too polite to him!" Jason said as he walked behind.

"Are you polite?" Dacre smiled, "I don't think it's polite at all, but it's a good way to enhance friendship, isn't it? Tell William to try to let Grayson in prison live.

You have to be comfortable. After all, he is still my grandson and one of the heirs of the Modin family!"

"I'll get it done!" Jason nodded, and the group quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After there was no more noise, the door to Zhen Fan's room opened. Lance stuck his head out and looked both ways. There was really no one there, so he quickly went out, followed by Helena, and the two of them entered.

Arrive at the room where Zhen Fan is.

"Zhen, I think I admire you a little!" Helena said with a smile.

"I admire you very much!" Lance also said.