chapter 1 Do you think I'm a fool?

Ihisheka International Airport.

Carrying a khaki canvas bag, Laflin Lincoln walked out of the exit.

Suddenly, the cell phone that had just been turned on rang.

"Phoebe." He pressed the answer button.

"arrive?"

It was a woman's voice. Although the voice was very pleasant, it was indescribably cold.

Laflin Lincoln raised a gentle curve at the corner of his mouth. He knew that she had always been like this.

In this world, besides the old man, she is the person who cares about her the most.

"We're here."Laflin Lincoln replied.

"When are you coming back?"

"You started missing me so soon?"

"Then don't come back!"Phoebe voice was even colder, like ice.

"you know too……"

Laflin Lincoln shrugged helplessly and said with a wry smile: "This is not something I can decide. The old man has the final say on the specific time."

actually……

He didn't dare tell her the truth.

With her temperament, if she knew the content of this mission, she would probably go to the old man to fight for her life.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a while he said: "Your mobile phone cannot be used in the future, and we can't contact you again for the time being. After all, Land of the Red Dragon..."

"It's a forbidden area, I know."

After Laflin Lincoln hung up the phone, he exerted a little force on his hand.

Snapped!

The sturdy and durable satellite phone was crushed into pieces on the spot and thrown into a nearby trash can.

He walked out of the airport dejectedly.

I feel particularly bad.

Land of the Red Dragon?

He has been away for twenty years and has no memory of this place.

Laflin Lincoln?

Like the country, the name is equally unfamiliar.

For a long time in the past, he was called the God of Death.

The most ridiculous thing about this mission was that he thought it was a joke.

The old man claimed that he owed a favor many years ago. The other party contacted him before his death and made an incredible request: let the old man send someone to marry his granddaughter.

At that time, Laflin Lincoln questioned, what kind of request was this?

the reason is simple.

That person's family fortune was huge, and he still had enough power to intimidate him when he was alive. After his death, there were many people fighting for power.

My granddaughter’s foundation is unstable and unable to compete!

what to do?

So, the man came up with a idea: after his granddaughter gets married, according to his will, more than half of the company's equity will automatically go into the man's name.

In this way, since the grandson-in-law controls most of the shares, even if the granddaughter's shares are taken away, those people will not be able to control the company.

In other words...

The only way to seize the company is to kill this grandson-in-law.

Divert trouble to the east!

Pass the threat faced by the granddaughter onto the unlucky grandson-in-law. When the granddaughter has enough ability to completely control the group, the marriage will automatically end - the marriage is inherently fake.

The plan looks good.

Since the old man owed the other party a favor, it was normal for him to agree to this request.

But……

There are so many people in the organization, why do we have to let him go?

To this, the answer given by the old man is: Who makes you the strongest, youngest and most handsome in the entire organization?

There are other experts in the organization, but those people are older, and the old man can't let his friend's granddaughter marry someone who is old enough to be a father.

Even if it's just a fake marriage, it won't look good, right?

"Damn old man..."

As Laflin Lincoln walked out of the airport, he smiled bitterly and whispered: "If Phoebe finds out, if you let me marry another woman, I won't twist your head off..."

Sudden!

Just as he was walking outside, a man came towards him: "Is it Mr. Lincoln?"

He was a man in his thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed myopia glasses and a well-tailored suit. He looked elegant.

"Who are you?"Laflin Lincoln was stunned.

"Hello, my name is Albert Capra."

The man quickened his pace and said with a respectful expression, "The eldest lady asked me to pick you up."

"What young lady?"Laflin Lincoln didn't calm down.

"Sophie Sabby, Chairman of Sabby Group, your fiancée..."

While Albert Capra was explaining, his eyes looked a little strange.

Isn't it strange?

Even his fiancée doesn’t know.

"oh……"

Laflin Lincoln's heart condensed, and he secretly almost betrayed him, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "I'm jet lagged at the moment, and my mind is still a little confused. Hello!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Albert Capra was stunned.

He's just the driver, right?

Why would the chairman's fiancé shake hands with him?

Of course, he didn't dare to offend this man and looked flattered.

After shaking hands, he said respectfully: "Mr. Lincoln, please!"

Outside the airport.

A Bentley Mulsanne was parked there, attracting the attention of many people.

Soon, Laflin Lincoln got into the back seat of the car, Albert Capra started the engine and left.

The distance from the airport to the city is over 40 kilometers.

It’s truly a luxury car!

Even if the driving speed was not slow, he could not feel any bumps, as if he was not moving - of course, Laflin Lincoln didn't take it seriously.

A car of this level seemed ordinary to him.

Through the car window, Laflin Lincoln looked at the scenery along the way, wondering what he was thinking, and sometimes touched the little finger of his left hand.

Wearing a ring on her little finger.

The ring looks a bit old, and its shape is ordinary and unremarkable.

but!

It was this ring that made him become the number one master of the "Reverse Scale" organization at the age of more than 20 years old, and became a legend in the entire industry!

Albert Capra did not disturb him, but occasionally glanced at him secretly through the rearview mirror.

Ten minutes later, we were halfway through the airport expressway.

Sudden!

A warning line appeared in front of them. Two cars were parked in the middle of the road. Several policemen in police uniforms were busy dealing with something.

Anyone with a clear eye can see that there is a traffic accident ahead.

"Mr. Lincoln, there seems to be an accident ahead. The road has been blocked. How about... I go down and ask?"Albert Capra said after parking the car.

"No need to ask."Laflin Lincoln said lightly.

"ah?!"

"If you go down, you won't come back."

"..."

Albert Capra expression changed drastically.

Without any warning, there was a dagger in his hand, and he stabbed Laflin Lincoln head-on with his backhand, going straight to his throat.

Extremely fast!

Extremely cruel!

Ga!

The next moment, Albert Capra eyes widened with disbelief.

Just because he saw that handsome face with a playful and sarcastic smile, and his right hand holding the dagger had his wrist caught by a hand.

No room for overthinking.

He immediately clenched his left hand into a fist and punched Laflin Lincoln hard.

At this moment, the other party's hand held his right wrist, and a desperate force came from it.

Click...

A crisp sound came, and the wrist bones shattered instantly!

In the heart-rending pain, Albert Capra lost all strength. His left fist dropped from the blow, and at the same time he let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Laflin Lincoln flashed his left hand, caught the opponent's fallen dagger, and said quickly: "Eight minutes after leaving the airport, there were no cars passing by in the forward and reverse directions. That is to say, for a section of more than ten kilometers, I was the only one sitting on it. This Bentley - if there is a traffic accident in front, it should be full of traffic. So, the only explanation is that this road is artificially blocked, and your target is me."

"I……"

Albert Capra was sweating profusely in pain, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"You are just a driver. Even if I have doubts, I only suspect that the traffic accident was artificially staged against me - how could I suspect you?"

"..."

"Why are there such thick calluses on the first and second joints of the index finger? It seems that the gun has been used a lot."

While speaking, Laflin Lincoln suddenly flashed his left hand, and the dagger flashed across like lightning.