Chapter 750 droula

Late at night in Siberia is the morning in Las Vegas, USA. The bright spring light in March shines on the room, making people feel extremely comfortable.

However, several people who were watching a video in the room had a chill and absurd idea in their hearts. Rudolf, who was sitting in the middle of the sofa, was even more pale.

"**, what's going on?"

Seeing "I" standing in the middle of the dead in the room, raising his head and smiling at the camera, Rudolph couldn't help but feel a creepy feeling, and goose bumps all over his body got up, because the man's face was too similar to himself.

After smashing the remote control in his hand heavily on the TV screen, Rudolf swept everything on the coffee table in front of him to the ground and roared loudly: "Who is this? Who did it? What does he want to do?"

Although Rudolph had come to investigate Interpol two hours ago and showed evidence that he was not in Russia, the people in the room were all evidence.

But in addition to anger, Rudolph felt more of a deep fear. He was afraid that one day, the man would stand in front of him.

"Oh, Rudolph, you disappoint me so much. This is not what a gentleman should do!"

Just as Rudolph was furious, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and a medium-sized white man in a straight suit with a civilized stick in his hand came in.

This man is about thirty-eight years old. He is very handsome and has deep eyes, but the skin on his face is slightly pale, giving people a sick feeling.

It's just that the white man just entered the room. Rudolph, who was sitting on the sofa and gasping for breath, bounced up like a cat with a tail stepped on its tail and said with a frightened face, "Sir Dekula, I'm out of my temper!"

"Dear Rudolph, why do you have such a bad memory?"

The white man drew a circle in the air with the civilized stick in his hand and said dissatisfiedly, "Call me Duke of della. Haven't I reminded you? I don't want another time!"

"Yes. Yes, Mr. Duke, there will be no next time!"

Rudolph suddenly remembered this man's taboo. Suddenly, he was scared out of a cold sweat. Although the picture in the video just now was strange, it was far less than the pressure brought to him by the person in front of him.

Rudolph has seen it with his own eyes. One of his subordinates was smashed with the civilized stick because he made a mistake in the title of a middle-aged man twice.

If there are British people here, it must feel strange, because generally only the close relatives of the royal family (such as the brothers of the King, the husband of the King of England, etc.) can get the title of Duke.

The middle-aged man in front of him has never appeared in any public eye, but the style of the British aristocracy is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to learn.

"Rudolph, what happened that made you panic like this?"

The Duke of duke Dekula went to the sofa and dodged the garbage on the ground with some hatred. He closed the curtains, sat on the sofa and said, "This damn sunshine, Rudolf, are you not welcome to my arrival?"

"No. Dare not, Duke, I've encountered some trouble. You... all go out!"

Rudolph was so scared by Lucara's words that he waved his hand repeatedly. After driving out a few men in the room, he pointed to the TV screen and said, "I don't know who pretended to be me. Killed more than 200 people in Russia!"

"More than 200 people? What a waste!"

After hearing Rudolph's words, Dekula couldn't help licking his lips, but when he saw the picture on the screen, he was also stunned for a moment. He looked sideways at Rudolph and said, "Rudolph, are you sure you don't have a brother?"

"Duke, my father died less than two months after he was born. He can't leave me a brother."

Rudolph suddenly hesitated and said, "But my mother is not sure. You know, she is a person who loves life very much, but even so, she can't look like me, right?"

In the face of dera, Rudolph did not dare to hide anything, and even his mother's private life was shaken out.

Although he is infinitely beautiful outside, Rudolph knows in his heart that all his wealth, including his own life, belongs to the man in front of him. At the same time, he can make himself disappear in this world.

"Well, in terms of blood relationship, only your father can leave this gene."

After hearing Rudolph's words, Duke Dekula nodded and looked carefully at Rudolf. His facial muscles suddenly trembled.

More than ten seconds later, the originally handsome and slightly delicate face gave birth to a piece of flesh, and unexpectedly became the Rudolph in front of him.

If placed in the blurred camera lens, Dekula is estimated to be almost the same as the image of Rudolph on the TV screen. It is difficult to find that these are two completely different people without zooming and comparing it.

"This...this?"

Looking at the Dekula in front of him, there was a chill in Rudolph's heart. The temperature in the room seemed to suddenly drop a few points, and Rudolph's teeth trembled with cold.

With a deep breath, Rudolph summoned up his courage and asked, "Duke, it's difficult... Is this person the same as you?"

Rudolph knows that his so-called power is not worth mentioning in front of this person. Dekula comes from a long-standing family and controls the dark forces of the whole America and Europe.

"No, although he is not interested in these dirty bloods, he is different from us..."

Dekula shook his head, stared at the picture in the video, and said slowly, "Many people can do it to change their facial muscles, especially in that part of China!"

Rudolph moaned, scratched his hair with his hands, and said distressed, "China? God, how could I think of participating in this matter?

"Don't precede God in front of me, or I will send you to see him!" A trace of red luster flashed in Dekula's eyes, and the civilized stick hit Rudolph's shoulder heavily.

"I'm sorry, Duke, I made a mistake!"

Regardless of the severe pain from his shoulder, Rudolph slapped himself fiercely. In the case of Deku Ramen, he was really afraid that he would not die fast enough.

"Tay, what kind of trouble will this person bring you? Is he in Europe?"

Dura took a cold look at Rudolph, picked up the red wine on the table and poured it for himself, holding it in his hand and playing with it constantly.

"Duke, I don't know who he is, but it should be related to Turkish business."

Rudolph said tremblingly, "This man must be in Siberia now. He is retaliating against us for harming the Chinese some time ago."

In fact, compared with Las Vegas, Turkey's business is really nothing, but he couldn't swallow that breath, so he united with Franz to deal with Hongmen.

But Rudolph never thought that he had led to a person like Dekula. In the face of the fear developed by Dekula for many years, Rudolph regretted his behavior.

"Chinese..."

There was a trace of memory on Dekula's face. After a long time, he shook his head and said, "I'll let Kurt go to Siberia. Those people in those years should not come out."

Dra has 20 ancient castles with a history of more than 300 years in the world, and the annual repair cost alone is as high as hundreds of millions of dollars.

So he must have a spokesperson to help him earn enough money. Rudolph can barely be regarded as one, and so Calcura doesn't want to see anything wrong with him.

"Kurther, come in!" With the shouts of Dra, a skinny old man in a black butler costume appeared in the room ghostly.

Pointing to the picture on the TV screen, De Kura said, "Go to Siberia to see what's going on there. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to evolve into a marquis!"

"Yes, master!" Kurt's face showed a trace of surprise, but he covered it up well and quietly retreated from the room... not far from the entrance of the more than 200-kilometer-long mountain near the Sakha border, there was a row of barracks-like buildings. The building was arched, and the wall was full of power grids. Zhou Jun has sentries and is very heavily guarded.

However, at this time, around this large building is full of soldiers with live ammunition, and there are even four armored vehicles facing several exits of the building in different directions.

"Froz, what the hell has happened and why is this place surrounded by the army?"

In the monitoring room of the barracks, there are four or five gloomy-faced people, one of whom is an old Japanese man with a Rendanhu, who is questioning the British gentleman Franz.

Froz stared at the monitor with a gloomy face and said, "Mr. Ito Sasaki, don't panic. I think the Klimlin just wants a step down. We just hand over the Chinese!"

"No, I can't give it to them, which will only solidifiable the charge of kidnapping and hijacking!"

The Japanese shook their heads repeatedly and said, "Let's kill that Chinese now. There is no proof of death. Even the Russian side can't do anything about us!"

After hearing the Japanese words, Franz showed a trace of mockery in his eyes and said, "Mr. Ito, are you a little overesponent in the confrontation with the government?"

In Franz's opinion, the old man must be out of his mind, because as long as he hands over Dong Dazhuang and pays a considerable amount of US dollars to the general outside, they can leave here safely... The second update in the next few days should be as early as possible. Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Support!

. ( To be continued) RQ