Cana took out his mobile phone and quickly called his father to tell him that she had been murdered.
The two burly men were very fast. Through the glass window, Brucille saw the two people coming over. White’s public security environment was relatively good, at least there were no high-level weapons on the street.
Brucille said to Anya, “You hide in the inner room. I’ll guard here.”
“No, they will kill you. They are my father’s enemies. You go with me.”
She didn’t drop the chain at the critical moment when she looked weak.
Brucille, whose face was full of bitterness, smiled and said, “This rough-skinned guy is no match for me at all. I’m just asking you to hide for a while, or you’ll get in my way. Maybe if they kidnap you, I have to save you.”
Anya looked at Brucille suspiciously. He wanted to know if what he said was true, because the two men looked so strong.
“Well, you just need to guard this door. The school’s security guards will be here soon.”
“Okay!”
Under Brucille’s request, Anya found a cabinet to hide, and then through the small hole inside, he could see everything outside.
With a loud rumble, the door that Anya asked Brucille to guard was directly kicked to the ground, and the glass broke into pieces. Fortunately, Brucille was not stupid enough to stand at the door, otherwise, he would have lost half of his life at this time.
He stretched the bones and muscles of his whole body, just like ordinary athletes would do warm-up exercises before the game.
Brucille’s strolling posture was a little funny in front of the two strong men in Martin boots.
“D*mn it (Idiot)…”
The burly man looked at Brucille with a mocking expression. He pointed the tip of his knife at the space between Brucille’s eyebrows and cursed.
“Idiot, I f*cking f*ck you, you’re right. People like you with strong limbs and simple minds usually call me an idiot.”
The two burly men saw that Brucille even used the English language to curse so smoothly, and there were also a lot of Mandarin among them. Because many words Brucille did not know how to translate, such as “Your master”.
However, their expressions could convey everything. The two idiots knew that Brucille was scolding them.
So he shouted, “Boy, I order you to hand over Miss Qiana immediately. Otherwise, you will suffer a lot later. I will tear you into pieces and put you in a can.”
Brucille said indifferently, “Really? Idiot, I’ve suffered a lot since I was a child, so I’m not afraid. But I estimate that the security guards will arrive soon. You may be arrested.”
The big man behind him laughed. “Ah, hahaha, stupid idiot. The security guards won’t come here before I kill you.”
Hearing this, the corners of Brucille’s mouth twitched. It seemed that he had colluded.
After chatting with these two idiots for a while, Brucille’s warm-up exercises had been completed. One of the strong men intended to go around Brucille to look for Anya.
However, Brucille would not give him such a chance. When he took another step forward, Brucille immediately picked up an iron stick and smashed it hard at him.
That guy tried to block Brucille’s iron stick with his own knife, and then cut off his hand.
Of course, the ideal was very plump, but reality was always so cruel. The iron stick in Brucille’s hand was a little longer, and finally fell on his forehead in a faster pace.
Fortunately, Brucille’s control of his strength was relatively secure. Otherwise, his brain would definitely burst at this time.
At this moment, although the man’s life was still alive, his head was still bleeding.
Blood flowed down her cheeks like a stream all the way to her body.
When another strong man saw his companion being hurt like this, he gnashed his teeth and crazily stabbed Brucille. Fortunately, Brucille retreated in time and his body was as light as a swallow. He stepped on an old refrigerator and shot back at him.
The back of Brucille’s head was also broken by the strong man with a long saber.
Brucille hid in the cabinet and saw with his own eyes that Brucille knocked the two Hans to the ground in a few moves. The magical scene of martial arts appeared in her mind, and she looked up at Brucille like a torrential river.
She took Brucille’s hand and ran all the way. They walked through the small path behind them and went out through the back door. Once again, she called someone.
Brucille asked, “Did you call the driver? It seems that those who can afford to drive the Maserati are very rich.”
Instead of denying that he was rich, he said, “My father is very rich. Are you going to kidnap me?”
However, Brucille said something like: “You don’t know whether to laugh or cry.”
He said, “Maybe I’m richer than your father.”
His words did not attract the worship of Anya. Instead, he said with a look of disgust, “Why do you men only have money in your eyes? It’s meaningless. It’s just because my father has too much money. Every day, I live in fear. All the damn bodyguards died of unnatural causes.”
Anya suddenly stared at Brucille with his big watery eyes. This pair of affectionate eyes made Brucille feel that his tail bone had grown two centimeters.
Before Anya could speak, he hurriedly said, “I’m just here for a short vacation, so don’t have any illusions about me. And I guess your enemy must be very powerful. I’m afraid that my small arms and legs are no match for them.”
In fact, Brucille wanted to say that he could not even protect himself after he crossed the river. At this time, he had no time to take care of her.
A few minutes later, Brucille saw a BMW M5 passing by. He had no doubt about the wealth of the family. They sat in a spacious BMW and went all the way to the manor of the family.
There was no problem to describe this place as a manor. This was completely different from the traditional style manor. It was a very stylish European castle-style manor.
On the left lawn of the courtyard, there was a small golf course.
When the car stopped, the owner of the car opened the door and rushed to the golf course. As a guest, Brucille had to stroll on the lawn to enjoy the scenery here.
Soon, a middle-aged man in a black robe came over. He seemed to be a housekeeper.
“Hello, sir. I heard that you saved Miss Qiana.”
“I don’t think so. I was just passing by.”
“Sir, please come in this way. Mr. Salan wants to talk to you. Oh, Mr. Salan is the father of Ms. Anya, and he is also the supreme ruler of the family.”
The corners of Brucille’s eyes rose. The traditional and ancient family was widely known in Europe.
Under the guidance of the butler, Brucille also came to the golf course. The man was angry with his father, but in Brucille’s eyes, he looked more like a spoiled child.
Salan bypassed his daughter and walked up to Brucille. He stretched out his right hand and said, “Welcome, Mr. Yip. Thank you very much for saving my daughter in the hands of those vicious villains. Thank you.”
“Mr. Salan, you don’t have to be so polite. It’s just a piece of cake.”