From Prisoner to Si Chen

Everyone was surprised by Gillan's inexplicable inquiry.

"Brother Jilan, do you like that kind of red wine?"

Milinda chuckled.

"Father has a lot more..."

"Milinda!"

Mrs. Xenia noticed the strange atmosphere and quickly stopped her daughter.

Milinda curled her lips and said nothing.

Lord Ramon was the only one present who knew the subtext of this illegitimate son, and he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart.

This kid, relying on his identity as a "senior anti-alcohol agent" that he got from nowhere, deliberately came to the manor to cause trouble...

Uh-huh!

I saw Gilan slowly taking out an open brown card book from his pocket.

Ramon's eyelids twitched.

"Imperial Senior Prohibition Agent."

Jilan carelessly raised his hand to everyone, held up the carbon fiber, and spread it out for display.

"The Ramon Farhan family is suspected of gathering a crowd to drink and possessing a large amount of red wine. This has seriously violated the Empire's 'Prohibition Order'. I have the right to arrest you all."

"?!"

Mrs. Xenia and even the four Prince brothers and sisters were all shocked.

What kind of drama is this illegitimate child playing? !

Where did he get his identity as an agent? Why have he never heard of it? !

"Gilan!"

Mrs. Xenia frowned and shouted.

"what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Gillan grinned. "Of course we're arresting people!"

He took a step forward and walked straight towards the lady.

"Madam, have you drank a lot? Do you think that because you are a lord and lady, you can escape the constraints of imperial laws?"

"Danilo! Hiz!"

Mrs. Xenia looked ugly, took a step back, turned around and shouted.

Swish!

Two figures in black suits, a man and a woman, flashed over quickly.

These two personal bodyguards of Lord Ramon stopped directly in front of Gillan. Their faces were expressionless and they were ready to take action at any time.

Whoosh! !

Jilan swung the bronze cane into a flower, and danced out an afterimage. The strong wind howled, aiming straight at the two of them. He said calmly:

"If you take one more step forward, I will kill both of you. If you don't believe me, try it."

Danilo was about to speak, but he met the eyes of the blond young man.

His heartbeat suddenly stopped.

What kind of eyes are those?

Dark blue, indifferent.

Exuding unparalleled confidence and a hint of unspeakable madness!

Danilo stiffened.

He was actually frightened by the opponent's momentum and eyes, and had the illusion that he was defeated without a fight...as if he would die under the bronze cane once he took action.

Ms. Xizi beside him had the same feeling.

Their bodies were tense, their hairs stood on end, and they were frozen in place, not daring to move. As if the prey has encountered a natural enemy, it has an instinctive fear reaction.

Why is this young man's momentum so much stronger than last time? !

"Xenia."

At this time, Lord Ramon tilted his head slightly and spoke to his wife in a deep voice.

"Take Prince Nancy and the others back to the house, and Gillan and I will talk alone."

The noble lady was startled, but did not refute her husband's words.

She quickly greeted her children, then led the four brothers and sisters around the lawn and away along the cobblestone path.

Nancy and Milinda looked worried, looking back three times, but stopped talking. Qiao An looked uneasy, glanced at his brother Prince, and wanted to stay here, but was pulled back by his mother.

"Char, you, Mr. Danilo, and Ms. Hizi should also retreat for the time being."

Ramon said again.

"Yes, sir."

The old housekeeper glanced at the confronting father and son, did not dare to say anything, and left with the two bodyguards.

Danilo and Xizi were secretly relieved.

Others could never imagine how much pressure they were facing when the bronze cane was pointed at them... Now that they had regained consciousness, their foreheads and backs were soaked with cold sweat.

Guillen did not prevent the men from leaving.

He took back his cane, smashed it on the ground, and stared at the middle-aged nobleman coldly.

Only two people were left on the lawn in the back garden.

Ramon then said in a deep voice:

"It seems that you know everything..."

"So you want me to come back because you want me to replace Prince and serve as a sacrifice in the 'sharing ceremony'?"

Jilan said calmly.

"If I don't have any strength, will I be defeated by you?"

"..."

Ramon narrowed his eyes and didn't explain much.

"What do you want?"

"How is it?" Jilan's expression was fierce. "If you want to harm me, you deserve to die!"

"I am Lord Imperial, the next Earl of Farhan."

Ramon was not afraid at all, looking at the illegitimate son and smiling.

"If you dare to kill me, you won't be able to live."

"Loben Fasol is also a Viscount of the Empire. Where is he now? You don't think that no one knows the identity of your Old God believer, do you?"

Gillan smiled too.

"And I am here this time as an agent to arrest serious criminals who possess alcohol. I am doing things for the empire. It is reasonable and legal..."

Hearing this, Ramon's eyes were filled with gloom.

Luo Ben's death is indeed related to this kid!

"Haha, everything depends on evidence."

Lord Ramon remained calm and still looked confident.

He sneered and said:

"You can neither prove that I am a so-called believer of the old gods, nor can you find any hidden red wine... The most important thing is that you can't kill me, Gilan."

"You seem very confident."

Gillan's smile was cruel.

Bang!

With one step of his foot, he jumped seven or eight meters away, directly in front of Ramon.

Hit the head with a stick and hit it directly!

Pong! !

With one hand, Ramon picked up the steel-core cane beside the table and placed it in front of him.

But he only felt numbness in his hands and extreme pain in the tiger's mouth.

His whole body was pushed with great force, and the small round table flipped over with a clang.

When he stood still, he suddenly raised his head.

This kid...

Ramon's pupils shrank sharply.

He really didn't expect that his illegitimate son would take action at the slightest disagreement, let alone that the other party's strength would be so terrifying.

Just the simplest stroke of the stick almost shattered his right arm.

"Okay, okay!"

Ramon looked ugly and threw away the cracked steel-core cane in his hand.

Just hear a hiss.

The muscles all over his body bulged, tearing the suit vest on his upper body.

On his left shoulder and neck, a hideous flame-shaped gray scar was revealed.

Amazingly, it was Ramon who was assassinated by his brother Walter. But now, this scar filled with hatred has become the source of his strength.

"'Scar-bearing one', tut tut..."

Gillan looked at Ramon's scar, which was as red as a brand, spitting out high-temperature sparks, and commented:

"Are you going to turn into a werewolf next?"

"you?!"

Ramon's eyes were cold.

He calmed down his emotions and was no longer affected by the other person's words.

The next second.

Like Viscount Robben, Ramon's appearance quickly changed. Its body is 2.23 meters tall, with bulging muscles and a ferocious wolf head on top. The whole body is covered with long black hair.

"snort!"

Ramon kicked off his thick right leg, and the tall and muscular figure rushed forward.

Clang! !

The black claws clashed with the bronze cane, sparks bursting out.