Chapter 683

Chapter 683

Mr. Arnold's face turned unpleasant at the words of the black-clothed

man, and he glanced at Franklin.

Search for Mr. Maskelyne's body?

"Huh-" Jasper, who had been following behind Franklin, let out a cold

laugh.

He dashed forward to kick the black-clothed man's legs.

Plop!

The man knelt down directly, forced to tilt his head in embarrassment,

and at this time Jasper's palm mercilessly tugged at his hair, and the

black muzzle of the gun had been against the man's eyebrows.

Jasper's movements were so fast that the men in black didn't have time

to react, and he had subdued the man.

The other three reacted and immediately pulled out their guns and

pointed them at Jasper.

Mr. Arnold, who was standing on the side, saw this scene and

immediately spoke anxiously, "Mr. Maskelyne, let's talk. Please don't

get angry.”

He quickly tried to salvage the situation as a responsible peacemaker.

Now...

As the rumors suggested, Franklin is not easy to mess with. Indeed, he

is not someone to be messed with!

"Mr. Arnold, if you have this attitude, it seems that we don't need to

solve the issue of new energy,” Jasper glanced coldly at Mr. Arnold and

spoke, making him feel embarrassed instantly.

The issue of new energy is urgent, but... it has now become such a

mess.

He is more distressed than anyone else.

It's like lifting a stone to hit his own foot, and there's no way to express

the bitterness.

How dare they propose to search the owner of MI6?

He was extremely annoyed, but he dared not show it.

He hated these men in black who put him in such an awkward situation.

He was a little anxious, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his

forehead unconsciously.

He glared at the group of men in black. Franklin was invited here by

them as their distinguished guest.

Wherever this man goes, who dares to search him? Even the president

of the Middle East is here now, and he probably wouldn't dare to search

him either!

"Oh my, I was wondering why it was so lively outside. It turns out that

Mr. Maskelyne has arrived.”

A cheerful voice suddenly sounded, followed by the opening of the door

to the conference room.

A middle-aged man slowly appeared at the door.

The man glanced around, waved his hand to signal those black-clad

men put away their guns.

Then he came to Franklin with a smile, "I'm sorry, Mr. Maskelyne, these

people are so foolish, you won't sink to their level? Right?

The words sounded polite, but it was clearly a warning to Franklin.

Sylvia's eyes flickered as she wondered how these black-clad men

could have asked for a body search without the middle-aged man's

orders.

But if Franklin got angry and fought with these men, he would lose his

identity and face. Franklin looked at the middle-aged man

expressionlessly.

His cold face showed no emotion, and his dark eyes were like ancient

wells with no ripples.

But there was an eerie aura emanating from him that made the middle-

aged man shiver as a chill ran down his spine.

However, he gritted his teeth and held on.

Although he pleaded with Franklin about the new energy project this

time, he did not want to be under Franklin's control forever.

He wanted to take control of things; otherwise, Franklin would think that

their future projects couldn't do without MI6. It would be bad news for

him.

For quite some time, Franklin slowly raised his hand to signal Jasper to

put away his gun. His cold voice sounded, "Mr. Santana's way to

welcome me really opens my eyes."

Mr. Santana's face changed slightly but a smile was still on his face as

he continued, "Mr. Maskelyne, no more pleasantries; please come in

quickly.” He gestured invitingly as he turned sideways.

Mr. Santana is very cunning; Sylvia thought inwardly while glancing at

Mr. Santana who had a smile on his face all along.

She then looked at those arrogant black-clothed men who now bowed

their heads obediently - acting so docile.

Did they really think that Frankin was stupid? Sylvia could now confirm

one hundred percent that this so-called body search was arranged by

Mr. Santana himself.

Justice had been feeling uncomfortable standing by all along and

quickly said politely, "Mr. Maskelyne, please come inside." He secretly

wiped off some sweat from himself.

The new energy project had always been coordinated between him and

MI6 before.

But suddenly Mr. Santana, the Minister of Civil Affairs intervened.

This is just too much! And now I have to listen to everything Mr.

Santana says!

Franklin glanced coldly at Justice, his icy gaze making Justice's heart

skip a beat. But luckily the gaze quickly shifted away.