The helicopters began to descend, flying lower and lower. Everyone realized the situation was bad, because they had never seen anything like this.
This was Tristan's territory, even he was confused and unclear about the situation.
"What's going on? Who are they looking for?"
"Why are there helicopters? And five of them? Did they get the wrong place?"
Finnley was also very puzzled. He silently analyzed it, his gaze falling on Tristan's face, and asked in a low voice, "Who are they?" Sensing the visitors were unfriendly.
Tristan stared at those helicopters. His starry eyes narrowed, "I don't know either." He watched them warily as they steadily landed in the yard.
Soon they saw those cabin doors open, and big men walked out one by one, at least fifty some people. They wore unified black clothes, as if taking orders from some organization.
"What are they trying to do?" Although Monica was worldly, she had never seen anything like this. She couldn't help feeling a little nervous, reminiscent of TV shows capturing drug lords.
In fact, everyone realized something was wrong!
At this moment, only Rowan took a step forward. His deep eyes stared at those people, and he said gently to everyone, "They came to find me."
In an instant, everyone around turned to look at him!
With astonishment, suspicion, worry, and puzzlement.
"What did you do to offend someone?" Claire's heart was clenched tight as she asked in a trembling voice.
Before Rowan could explain anything to her, a leading man walked over to him and stood in front of him. "Please come talk for a moment." Without even greeting them.
Rowan looked at Claire, then strode over. That man leaned in and whispered something in his ear.
It made Rowan's expression change slightly, his eyes bright as stars but emanating a hint of cold light. "Give me two minutes."
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Seriously!!! 2 very short chapters per day!!!...