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During these three days, Wendell seemed to have forgotten about the three-day appointment with the stranger. Apart from asking someone to transport all the old furniture replaced in the villa to the yard sale to dispose of it, he then resumed his normal order of life. Every morning he got up to buy breakfast, went to cla_s during the day, watched TV with Helen and Tami for a while in the evening, and then returned to his room to go into his mind to practise the second set of moves.

This regular life made all three feel at home, especially after Wendell bought all the tableware back, every morning, Helen and Tami would get up and make breakfast so that Wendell didn't have to get up so early to go out and buy it.

Eating the breakfast carefully prepared by the two girls, Wendell could only giggle with happiness.

It was also because of this kind of life that the relationship between Helen and Tami grew better and better, as if they were close sisters.

Because Tami had also adapted to this kind of life, Helen separated from Tami, and the two girls each had a room, almost like a family of three.

On the evening of the third day, after dinner, watching the two girls busy cleaning up the dishes, Wendell had a strong urge to smoke for a while. This kind of life was what he had dreamed of before.

To have a girlfriend who knows how to be cold and warm, to have a place to live, to not need to run around and rent a house…… now have all of them, and, moreover, to have two girlfriends at the same time.

Of course, the only regret is that Tami still doesn't know about the things between Wendell and Helen until now, at least in Wendell's opinion. As for whether she saw something from her usual life, Wendell did not know.

And now for a while, there still seemed to be some danger, so Wendell was not going to talk about this matter, at least, it would not be too late to wait until the crisis was lifted.

When he looked at the time, it was already 7:30 pm, the corner of Wendell's mouth could not help but hold a cold smile, at 10:00 pm today, it would be the appointment time between him and that person.

To go, or not to go?

If you follow the words of second uncle, you shouldn't go today, in fact, it's you who has the full initiative now. At least so far, he didn't have any leverage on Sucilia and the others, but the other side was different, Christo and Bredam were still facing murder charges.

So if one just sat here and waited, one would already have the advantage.

It was precisely because of this, and because of Second Uncle's persuasion, that Wendell gave up his intention to track down the other side that night three days ago, when he had already tracked down the exact address of the other side.

However, it seemed that because of the young man's bloodlust, or because of the other party's slander of his own skills, Wendell always had the urge to go and beat that guy up.

His eyes were fixed on the TV screen, but Wendell's attention was not on it at all.

He slowly smoked a cigarette, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he thought about the pros and cons. At the same time, he was also thinking about the tactics Sucilia might take.

A hard approach, I don't think so.

There were rules for big families, and as long as it was not a last resort, everyone would abide by this rule. For example, if the children of both sides fought with each other, the parents of both sides, even if they intervened, could not directly deal with the children of the other side, but had to negotiate with the elders of the other side's parents.

Even if the two sides are hostile and the conflict is violent, no one will usually break this rule. If one side is outmatched, perhaps they will join forces with other clans and confront the other side, or perhaps they will consider the pros and cons and choose to tolerate or compromise.

These are all possibilities, but generally very few people will deal directly with each other's children, unless they don't want to continue to be enTerryled and want to fish to death, then naturally there is nothing to be concerned about.

Sucilia obviously did not want to break the net, otherwise she would have used her men to get Christo and the others out of the hospital, and would not have waited until now, and would not have dared to reveal her whereabouts.

Then, there are only two ways left, one is to choose compromise, the other, confrontation or exchange of benefits!

Compromise was obviously impossible, because according to second brother Depom, although Sucilia was a madman, she was more protective of her own children than anyone else, and would never allow Christo to be sentenced or punished in any other way.

The exchange of interests, this has little to do with Wendell, even if Sucilia wanted to exchange, I'm afraid she would go directly to second uncle or father, definitely not to him, a hairy boy.

But until now she has not moved, this point is not very likely.

What remained was a direct confrontation.

Again, this was impossible. A confrontation between the Luqua family and the Silva family? Everyone knew it was a death wish! Although Sucilia was crazy, she was not stupid, much less foolish, she would not do such a self-destructive thing.

"True MD……" Wendell shook his head and smiled, stubbing out his cigarette.

All the possibilities he could think of, there were reasons to rule them out in favor of the others.

"It seems that the gap between oneself and those people is indeed not a little bit and a half!" Wendell couldn't help but shake his head, those who grew up in a life of hook and line, were indeed smarter and knew how to hold back more than the average person.

After carefully thinking about it, Wendell still didn't come up with any clue, and finally could only decide that he would respond to every change with no change and not go looking for trouble with Sucilia first.

"However, there shouldn't be any problem in going to probe the bottom." Wendell muttered, looking at the time, there were still more than two hours left, he decided to go to the western suburbs today anyway, at least to see what the other side was up to.

It had to be said that the environment affected people's thinking, and Wendell was the most typical example of this.

In his own opinion, he was not considered a martial artist at all, and could only be considered an amateur agent. Moreover, the training of the Super Agent Training System was exactly in accordance with the standards of the super agents of the Gamma Galaxy era, and he was trained with the completion of the mission as the first goal.

So in his heart, there was no concept of saying one thing among martial artists, as long as he could achieve his goal, it was enough.

What sense of honour for martial artists, what commitment between men, had nothing to do with him, he was not a martial artist, what sense of honour did he need? What's more, is there any promise to be kept between an enemy?

Although at this moment, if Wendell exerted his full strength, I am afraid that anyone who saw him would say that he was an absolute expert, but he himself had never thought so.

It's the same as some people are proficient in computers and some are proficient in medicine.

Therefore, Wendell did not intend to go to the appointment normally at all, and even if he did, he would have to find a way that would be beneficial to him.

With a decision in mind, Wendell immediately stood up, "Helen, Ta ta, I suddenly remembered something, I have to go to second uncle's house, you guys go to bed first, I might be back late!"

"Is there something you can't go tomorrow?" Helen couldn't help but ask, she was always a bit worried when Wendell went out alone at night.

"Don't worry, the law and order in Granola is still very good, I'll try to go early and come back early!" Wendell smiled faintly, but in his heart, he was a bit sweaty, lying was also a disguise skill, and he had used this ability, on the two girls.

"Then be careful on your way and don't drive too fast!" Tami admonished uneasily, ever since she knew about Wendell's strong driving skills, Tami had been worried that he would drive fast.

"Don't worry, I'll pay attention!" Wendell smiled faintly and after a moment of hesitation, he suddenly ran upstairs and took out a box from his room.

"Ta ta, you should be able to use this thing, you guys sleep together at night first, take it for self-defense." Wendell took the pistol out of the box, "If a pervert comes over at night, you guys will teach him a lesson!"

"You, how did you get this?!" Helen and Tami were startled at the same time.

"Second brother gave it to me!" Wendell sweatdropped once again, but anything that couldn't be explained was pushed onto Second Brother.

"Second brother is also really, what's the point of giving you this for nothing!" Tami complained for the first time, Wendell was young and good with his hands, if he had a gun in his hands again, it was likely that one day he wouldn't be able to suppress his anger and do something unmanageable.

Helen glanced at Wendell suspiciously, her beautiful eyes showed a thoughtful look, and opened her mouth, but she wanted to say something but stopped.

"Don't worry, it's just in case, huh!" Wendell smiled faintly, opened the safety of the pistol, loaded the bullets and put it on the table with a relaxed smile, "I'll be back soon!"

Watching Wendell drive away from the villa, Helen pressed the remote control and closed the door, but her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

If it was just a normal outing, did he need to leave the pistol for himself and Ta ta?

……

Following the instructions on the navigator, as well as the road conditions broadcast on the traffic radio, Wendell tried his best to pick a slightly further road, instead going a little faster.

The abandoned chemical plant in the western suburbs, which was indicated on the navigator, seemed to be deserted, but it was a really good place.

An hour and a half later, the abandoned chemical plant was already in sight, and Wendell drove his BMW 6 gradually closer, but did not light up the lights, but went ahead in the dark.

Samckily, it was a BMW that came over, Wendell couldn't help but secretly say, advancing at a relatively slow speed, hardly hearing any sound, appearing silent, very suitable for sneaking.

At a distance of almost two to three thousand meters from the abandoned chemical plant, Wendell drove the car to the woods by the roadside, stopped, and then went on foot.

Perhaps because the chemical factory had been abandoned for too long, the gra_s on both sides of the road was more than a person high, but Wendell walked in it, but was not at all inconspicuous. This provided the perfect conditions for him to sneak around.

The darkness gradually became brighter as he pushed the bio-current into his eyes, and Wendell turned into the gra_s on the side of the road and quickly stalked towards the chemical plant.

To be continued........