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"Why are you here?" Raila glared at Wendell and asked with an unkind face.

Wendell instantly laughed bitterly, this beautiful and somewhat unlikeable female traffic cop still had such a fiery and straightforward temper that she targeted herself as soon as she came up.

"Why can't I be here? Is this a restricted area, or some kind of military important place?" Wendell asked with a smirk, he also didn't expect to meet this female traffic police officer he had once met here, it seemed that things were getting more and more interesting today.

"Don't be slick in front of me, people like you, if it was in the past, I would have beaten you once I saw you, today this girl has something to do, so I won't bother with you for now!" Raila also knew that there was something wrong with her question, which was why she didn't dwell on it with Wendell. This was a furniture city, so naturally everyone was allowed to come.

Wendell couldn't help but be happy, "In that case, I have to be thankful?"

Raila glared at him and hummed, "I just received a police call that someone was committing murder here, did you have a part to play?"

"Aren't you a traffic cop? When did you start doing police work?" Wendell asked in amazement, how could he come across her everywhere?

"Do I need to tell you this?" When Raila saw Wendell's face, the fire in her heart couldn't help but rise up, remembering the last time he stole away from the pavement violation while he couldn't see it, Raila was gnashing her teeth, daring to be so reckless in front of her, this second world ancestor was still the first!

"Then let it be!" Wendell spread both hands and stopped paying attention to her.

In fact, the reason why Wendell stayed here was not to play games with Pomol and the others, he wanted to hit Bremiel hard and use it to tell Sucilia that he couldn't control what was going on in Gramboya, but in Granola, the Luqua family didn't have that qualification to ride on the head of the Silva family, at least, it wouldn't work here with him.

This is a warning signal, if Sucilia still does not know how to retreat, Wendell will have to adopt the method of beating madness as Dani said, to beat her painfully, so that she dares not pretend to be mad and foolish again.

So, naturally, Wendell could not let Raila, a scurrying traffic cop, spoil things for her.

Seeing Wendell's lazy attitude and no longer paying attention to himself, Raila couldn't help but give him a fierce glare, those beautiful eyes would have scolded Wendell if he could speak.

Looking around, there didn't seem to be any situation happening, although those salesmen and some customers looked a bit strange, but obviously there was no sign of murder.

However, according to the usual practice, Raila still had to ask the people present what had happened before she arrived and whether someone had really committed a murder here.

However, all the people she asked looked strange, only subconsciously glancing at the direction where Wendell and Liam were, but none of them dared to say anything explicitly, and even if someone wanted to report it, they only looked at Wendell if at all.

Raila felt strange, why were all these people looking at Wendell?

She suddenly had a feeling in her heart, could it be that the person who had committed the murder before was that second-rate person, Wendell?

The first thing that happened was that he felt the gaze of those people, but he didn't say anything, he still sat there peacefully, not even worried.

The staff of the furniture city would definitely not report themselves, because once they pushed themselves out and were taken away by Raila, they would not be able to explain to Bremiel.

The vast majority of the onlookers wouldn't say anything because they still wanted to watch the fun, so naturally they didn't want things to end so simply, otherwise, wouldn't they have had a lot less fun?

As for themselves, it would be even less likely that they would report themselves.

The atmosphere in Furniture City was strange, everyone's eyes subconsciously looked at Wendell, but no one dared to say anything more.

With her former experience as a criminal police officer, Raila quickly understood that the key to the matter still lay with Wendell. She gave Wendell a fierce glare, it was really this second generation who was causing trouble!

However, Raila also knew that if she asked here, she would definitely not be able to ask what was going on, so she wanted to let these customers and the staff of the furniture city go to the office to talk alone, only then would they tell the truth.

However, Raila's idea was not going to work, as none of the customers or the staff of the furniture city were willing to go to the office.

What a joke, once in the office, maybe someone will really report it, and then he or she will definitely not be able to get away with it, if that young man suspects that he reported it, if he retaliates, who can bear it?

Just now Wendell's ruthless tactics, terrifying hands, really let all the people who saw that scene can not help but jump in fear, if those tactics were used by him on their own body……

The first one is not willing to go to the office to receive a separate conversation, and no matter what Raila asks again, no one dares to say more, even if the original heart has ‘justice', intends to report Wendell, once heard to talk alone, also panic and shake their heads to refuse.

It's okay to report, and it's said that if you a_sist the police in their investigation, there is a certain reward for reporting useful clues, and this is exactly where the ‘justice' of those people lies.

But to risk one's own life for the sake of reporting, that was a no-no!

"Is that second worldly man that scary?" Raila shouted, her silver teeth clenched in anger, her breasts heaving violently as she pointed her finger in Wendell's direction and yelled at those people, "Your guts are too small, aren't they? Does that Second Ancestor really dare to retaliate against you guys?!"

"The Second Ancestor?" Liam was stunned, "Crazy, that traffic cop was talking about you? Since when did you become a second world ancestor?"

Several black lines sprang up on Wendell's forehead, and he said in no good mood, "How do I know which nerve that woman got wrong, insisting that I'm a second generation ancestor, I guess it's all because of the BMW……"

He briefly told the previous encounter with Raila.

When Liam listened to this, he was dumbfounded, "Crazy, I never thought you would have this encounter."

Wendell could only laugh bitterly, and when he raised his head, he saw Raila standing in front of him with a blue face, staring at himself with hatred.

"Big traffic cop Lance, what's wrong again?" Wendell asked with a smile.

"I'm asking you, the person who committed the murder just now, was it you?" Raila asked in an unkind tone.

Wendell immediately shook his head, "How is that possible, why would I commit murder for a good reason?"

"It really wasn't you?" Raila asked again.

"Of course not, there are so many people, just ask and you'll know." Wendell smiled, looking sincere.

Raila stared at Wendell's eyes with a deadly gaze, hoping to find a lying panicked gaze, but the result was a little disappointing for Raila, Wendell's eyes were not only very calm, but also very deep, looking as if it was a boundless sea, so that one could not help but be attracted.

Raila hurriedly moved her gaze away, not daring to look any further, she was panicking, her heart was beating violently, in order to cover up her disorder, she hurriedly changed the subject: "Wendell, whether or not you are causing trouble, I hope you can leave here immediately."

She herself didn't even realise that her tone had softened as she spoke. It was only because she was flustered that she didn't notice.

Wendell pondered slightly for a moment and finally nodded, after waiting for such a long time Bremiel had not come, so there should be nothing more today.

He did not know that Bremiel's motorcade had already arrived on the street where the Furniture City was located, which was only two or three minutes away.

Pomol was aware of this because he had received a phone call from Bremiel.

After hanging up the phone, Pomol ran down in a panic and said loudly with a smile on his face, "2, two little brothers, the personnel to deliver the furniture have been arranged, please wait at the entrance first, the car will be here soon."

Wendell frowned slightly at once and gave Pomol a slightly critical glance, only to find that Pomol's eyes seemed a little flustered.

"Now go out and wait?!"

Wendell was a little skeptical, the furniture was still lying around the shop and it would take at least ten minutes to load the truck, wasn't it a little too impatient for Pomol to tell himself to go out and wait now?

What's more, he hadn't said he was going with the delivery truck, yet Pomol had made the decision without even asking himself, which was obviously too hasty.

"No!" Wendell suddenly had a movement in his heart to let himself out and wait……

He gave Pomol a meaningful glance, and then turned his head to Raila next to him and said, "Big traffic cop Lance, since you're doing police work today, shouldn't you also be responsible for our safety?"

Raila immediately gave him a wary look, "What kind of tricks are you trying to pull again?"

In her eyes, a second-rate man like Wendell rarely needed police protection, not to mention, she had seen Wendell's skills once before, he still needed her own protection?

Apart from playing tricks, Raila couldn't think of any other motive for Wendell!

Wendell smiled faintly: "What kind of tricks can I play, I just want you to protect my friend for a moment, there might be some danger later, as a police officer, you surely can't just stand by and watch, right?"

"What's the danger?" Raila looked at Wendell suspiciously, this was a downtown area, what danger could there be?

Wendell smiled, "I just said if, if there is danger, can you help me protect my friend?"

Liam next to him instantly realised what was going on, he was just about to speak when he was interrupted by Wendell: "Now is not the time to be brave, otherwise, you can leave now or accept the protection of the police, your choice!"

Liam immediately stopped talking, leaving now, that was even worse than killing him. What's more, he also knew that he would only be a burden if he went out, so he might as well wait here. He had full confidence in Wendell's skills, not to mention that with the police here, it was hard to say whether there would be a fight or not!

At this time, Pomol was already waiting a bit anxiously, he immediately urged, "2 young brothers, the car is coming, let's go out and talk."

Wendell snapped back and gave him a cold look as he said in a deep voice, "I'll settle the score with you when I come back!"

With that, he walked towards the outside.

Pomol immediately followed as he walked away and said with a smile, "What are you talking about, how can you still settle accounts with me?"

Wendell didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and said indifferently, "What kind of account, you know best in your own heart."

"Haha, little brother is really joking……" Pomol laughed dryly twice, seeing that Wendell's foot had already stepped out of the door, he suddenly turned around and quickly closed the door, fearing that Wendell would turn around and come back.

Wendell had already noticed Pomol's every move, he sneered in his heart, it was just a siege, but it was still uncertain who would kill whom!

To be continued....