solarly

When Wendell and Liam returned to the villa, Helen and Tami, who had been waiting, finally let out a sigh of relief. Since their return, the two of them had been spending anxiously waiting, and the seconds were really like years.

The two women's hearts were all set on Wendell's body. They were worried at the thought that Bremiel might bring people back to retaliate, and Wendell and Liam were unwilling to come back.

Now that they had finally returned, the two women relaxed completely. As long as Wendell was around, they had nothing to fear, even if there was a great danger, not to mention a small Bremiel.

Seeing the flower-like smiles of Helen and Tami, Wendell was lost in a flash. He looked at these two girls with different styles, but equally delicate as flowers, with an enchanted look in his eyes.

Being stared straight at by him like this, the two girls were more or less shy, and Helen couldn't help but hum: "What are you doing standing there?"

Wendell Humphed, "Anyone who sees you guys will turn silly."

"Virtuous!" Helen gave him a blank look, originally wanting to tease Wendell a few more times, but due to the presence of Tami and Liam, she could only say, "Hurry up and come in, the furniture has all been delivered, all those old furniture is now sitting in the garage yard, just waiting for you to deal with it."

Wendell couldn't help but frown and asked, "Who delivered the furniture?"

"Wasn't it someone you sent?" Helen asked curiously.

Wendell was then rea_sured and nodded, "It was someone sent by Second Brother, as long as it wasn't sent directly by someone from Furniture City."

Tami couldn't help but smile sweetly and said softly, "Don't worry, Sister Helen and I just had them put the furniture in the School Square as you said, and then Second Brother called me and sent someone to deliver the furniture."

Wendell smiled and nodded, "Alright, those old furniture will be dealt with another day, let's not bother with it today, I've just exercised and got a bit sweaty, I'm going to take a shower first!"

Knocking down more than 20 fighters in a short period of time, and without the use of bio-currents, relying solely on the strength of his body, this was definitely a high intensity exercise, it was inevitable that he would sweat.

"Handra……"

Wendell was just about to go upstairs when his mobile phone suddenly rang, he took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number that he had never seen before.

"May I ask who is this?" Wendell picked up the phone.

There was a silence on the other end of the line, only the sound of breathing if any, but no one was speaking.

Wendell instantly realised that something was wrong, he immediately pretended as if nothing was wrong and went up to the first floor, his face immediately turned serious as he asked in a deep voice, "Who is it? If you don't say anything, I'll hang up."

The other party's breathing was very strange, if anything, very different from ordinary people, which made Wendell wonder.

"You are very good, my senior brother and the others lost to you, perhaps they are not as skilled as others. But if that's all you think you're invincible, then you're wrong!" A man's low voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Say what you have to say, don't do this, what I don't like the most, is someone like you who hides his head." Wendell had already vaguely guessed the identity of the other party in his heart, but did not show any difference, he just said indifferently, "If you are calling just to say this nonsense, I can only ask you to respect yourself, because you are disrespecting yourself by doing so!"

"Wendell, you needn't put up any master's stance in front of me!" The voice on the other end of the phone burst into a rage, "You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

"I said……" Wendell smiled coldly, "Name a time and place, and I'll give you the chance to say this in front of me!"

There was another moment of silence and a choking of voices on the other end of the phone.

Pop!

Wendell hung up the phone and coldly snorted disdainfully, "What kind of goods are you daring to jump around!"

He walked into the room and took a change of clothes and was about to go to the bathroom, however, just at this time, the phone rang again. He took it out and saw that it was still the same number from earlier, obviously it should be the same person.

Wendell hesitated for a moment and still picked up the phone, "My patience is very limited, don't make a fool of yourself!"

At the same time, he tapped on the phone a few times in succession, and a map of Granola appeared on the screen at once, with the graphics on it constantly changing. If someone who was familiar with it was present, they could tell at a glance that it was a satellite tracking system.

Wendell's mobile phone was given to him by his younger uncle Milliam, a special mobile phone for the military, which was extremely powerful in terms of secrecy and other functions. At this moment, Wendell had activated the tracking system.

Since the other party knew his phone number, it would be too much of a failure if he still didn't know where the other party was and what his identity was.

Hearing Wendell's words, the voice on the phone was obviously trying extremely hard to suppress his anger: "Wendell, three days later, at 10pm, see you at the abandoned chemical plant in the western suburbs of Granola, you will definitely pay for your words!"

Wendell didn't say anything, he just stared at the phone screen, watching the results of the trace.

The person on the phone, however, thought that Wendell was afraid because he didn't say anything, and he suddenly sneered, "What, afraid? Wendell, if you're afraid, let my senior brother and the others go, and I can also consider not pursuing this matter any further……"

Wendell still did not speak, although this phone is a military special use, but tracking it is not so easy after all, now the general direction has been determined, it is in the political district of Granola, but the exact location, has not been found.

"What, you don't even dare to talk anymore? Haha……" the voice on the other end of the phone burst out laughing, looking very smug.

Wendell smiled faintly, "I will give you a chance to prove that you are not talking big!"

"Tick tock!"

A slight beep sounded on the phone, and a red dot, kept flashing on the screen.

"How about today?" Wendell suddenly smiled faintly, "How about telling me your address, I'll come find you tonight!"

The person on the other end of the phone froze, and then laughed out loud: "I know you are very powerful in Granola, but you want to find me, hum…… you don't have the ability yet!"

Wendell smiled faintly and hung up the phone directly.

"Don't have that ability?" Wendell stared at the small red dot on the phone screen, a cold aura flickering in his eyes, his mind turning rapidly.

Ever since he knew that Sucilia and the others had come to Granola, Wendell had already guessed that they would come to him sooner or later, because although Christo and the others were still living in the hospital, they were still carrying the charge of being murder suspects, and as soon as they were discharged from the hospital, what awaited them would be the trial of the law.

With the video evidence in hand and Nelly's testimony, the two sides are wrestling with each other, and in this situation, any police officer would have to act impartially.

If Sucilia wanted to save Christo and the others, she would have to reconcile with the Silva family. But with her character, there was no way she would ever bow down to the Silva family, so she would definitely play off herself.

Now the person who had come to find himself called Christo and the others his senior brothers, so it was obvious that this person should be from the same place as Bredam and the others.

I just didn't know if he had come to find himself at Sucilia's behest or if he had taken matters into his own hands.

Wendell pondered for a moment, then immediately dialed second uncle Carl's number.

"Little Wendell, what's the matter?" Carl spoke very little, and every time he spoke, he basically went straight to the point.

"Second Uncle, just now I received a phone call……, " he quickly told the whole story about his previous incident with Bremiel and the content of the phone call he had just received, "Second Uncle, do you know where Sucilia and the others are currently living at place?"

Carl was silent for a moment and said, "You did the right thing, since Sucilia came to Granola, she only went to the hospital to see her son once, then she stayed in a hotel, but, in reality, she didn't stay in that hotel, she seems to have an expert by her side, the people we sent to spy on her, they lost her on the first day."

After a pause, Carl said, "Little Wendell, although you know their current address, don't act rashly, and Second Uncle's side won't send anyone else to spy on them, our ordinary cadres of police officers are no match for those people."

"Then what should we do?" Wendell couldn't help but ask.

"Only wait!" Carl said, "When the five Christo are discharged from the hospital, Sucilia will definitely make a move, and now we can't do anything to them even if we know their addresses."

Wendell responded, "Okay, let's do what Second Uncle said!"

In fact, Wendell originally had another plan in mind. Keeping Christo was really a problem because he was not alone now, he still had Helen and Tami with him. If Christo suddenly went crazy one day and attacked the people around him, it would be too late for Wendell to regret.

Therefore, he wanted to rely on his own methods to solve the problem, but since Second Uncle had said so, Wendell decided to hold off a little longer, counting the time, Christo and the others were about to be discharged from the hospital, so he wouldn't have to wait much longer.

After hanging up the phone, Wendell shook his head slightly, it seemed that this time, he was going to miss his appointment.

I'm afraid that in the eyes of the other party, he would become a cowardly and fearful shrinking turtle, right?

That would be perfect!

Wendell smiled faintly, it would be best if the other party didn't take him into consideration at all. It's always a taboo to take the enemy lightly!

"These people, which place do they really come from? Could they really be the heirs of a certain sect?" This had always been a question in Wendell's mind.

Whether it was those few people he saw at the teahouse today, or Bredam and the others he saw before, they were all very odd, their fighting, neither like military fighting, nor like traditional sparring or martial arts, was very puzzling!

And at this time, in a medium cla_s hotel in the Granola government district, a young man hung up the phone with a look of triumph in his eyes.

"I hope you won't let me down, I've been stalling for as long as I can, if you still can't trace my call, then you don't deserve to be Milliam's nephew!" The young man hemmed and hawed, "I just don't know if you have the guts to come! Or, will you be stupid enough to keep the three-day appointment?"

To be continued....