The modified off-road vehicle, even though it wasn't as eye-catching as a riot-proof car, from the shrubbery's outstanding performance, it was already comparable to a riot-proof car.
Who would be so arrogant as to drive a modified riot-proof car to Dragon-controlling City? Could it be that he didn't know Dragon- controlling City was the headquarters of Ben?
Alex suddenly thought of a person. If that person really wanted to fight, then there were more than one riot-proof car.
Alex received a Bluetooth, originally wishing to give Ben a call. However, after thinking for a few seconds with narrowed eyes, he still turned around the front of the car, deciding to directly head over to Immortal Dragon City.
It was more effective than a phone call.
After Alex left, he watched Ben, who was watching him leave, suddenly became exhausted. He ate a few mouthfuls of night snacks sent by the chef, and then locked himself in the big living room alone, thinking about it in a half-nonsense and half- nonsense way.
In fact, Ben didn't think too much. He also wanted to live peacefully with Alex. After so many years, the longing in Ben's heart, which was called sickly by Alex, was getting stronger and stronger.
The exposure this time, from a certain shadow of Ben's heart, he was not very repulsive. He had always wanted to see Alex's reaction.
As a result, he saw it and did not disappoint him.
Alex's "for example", Ben had mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. He was happy that Alex had forgiven him, but he was worried that there was no chance that there would be any interactions between him and Alex.
Even if there was one, it would only appear on the surface. Alex wouldn't recklessly stay overnight in his Immortal Dragon City like he did in the past, to the extent where he wouldn't even resist sleeping by his side.
The cigar smoke had been lit, which made Ben's Genegger-like body more domineering.
Ben was a very man who was strong, healthy, and beautiful. He was cold-blooded and cruel, and bloodthirsty.
He played with the lighter in his hand from time to time, as if he was thinking about how to get rid of this long night.
Sometimes, even Ben did not know whether it was a disease that he had a feeling for Alex that was beyond the friendship of brotherhood.
But every time he saw Alex and stayed with him, even if it was a fight, he would feel comfortable from the bottom of his heart.
The feeling of comfort that was deep into the bones. For example, a far-away person would find a pair of very suitable shoes after much difficulty...
It was estimated that if Alex knew that Ben only treated him as a pair of shoes that fit his legs, he would be hit in the face.
The crystal lamp in the living room flickered a few times, and then it fell into darkness. Not only Ben's living room, but also the whole living area was in darkness.
Ben, who was smoking the cigar, did not move. He was like a lazy king of beasts, just in a lazy way as he sat on the sofa.
If Alex had been there, Ben would have roared so loudly that he would have scolded not only the guy in charge of the power supply in the living area, but also beat him up as he was in a good mood.
"Brother, are you all right?"
Knocking on the door and asking questions, one of Ben's close bodyguards was called Alex. He was a man who looked honest and honest.
"It's okay! I don't want it to bother me!"
Ben was still as irritated as before. His mouth was dirty and his mouth was full of curses. He was already in a most commonly seen state in the Royal Dragon City.
Alex originally wanted to report to Ben that there was something wrong with the electric contact. It was estimated that it would take a while to repair it. After being roared by Ben, Alex didn't dare to say anything more.
The burning scarlet cigarette head was particularly bright in the dark living room. It was too easy to find Ben's goal.
Xavier still had some small emotions. That was because his foster father, Henry, had actually sent Xan to assist him in getting rid of Ben.
Perhaps, from Xavier's point of view, his foster father, Henry, did not trust his ability at all. He was worried that he could not complete the task alone.
Wasn't it just to kill a muscular man with well- developed limbs and a simple mind? Was it necessary to take on two people at the same time?
Ben's ability to have today's hell was entirely because of him, step by step. In his own words, he relied on his own hands to conquer Lisbon.
Therefore, Ben was not as easy to deal with as Xavier had imagined.
Ben was indeed a big and rough man, but except for the smell of Alex, the smell of other people and things would make people resist and reject.
This was his habit for many years. He was not used to the smell of others in his living room.
The end of the burning scarlet cigar flew toward the wine rack in a graceful arc, as if it was trying to escape.
Xavier didn't give it a chance to run away. "Puff" sounds were very slight, like the sound of some object being shot by a syringe.
In the darkness, the agent in the syringe came into contact with the air, making a strange sound of corrosion.
That voice was really creepy.
If it fell on the skin of a living creature or in its blood, what a frightening scene it would be!
It was obvious that the liquid in the dart was mixed with poison liquid, which could kill a person in one move.
In the darkness, Xavier let out a burst of hissing sounds similar to that of witchcraft. He was using their method to tell his Xavier that he did not manage to hit his target and instead let the target escape.
The feedback of the poisonous dart that hit the object was different from that of the human body.
The darkness provided a certain shelter for Ben. This was Ben's living room. He was more familiar with the arrangement of the furnishings and items inside than Xan and Xavier.
But Xavier's infrared imaging device still captured Ben's hiding spot. He and Xavier moved toward the warm thing one after the other.
Ben clearly realized that he had met a strong enemy tonight. They could easily avoid bodyguards and enter his living room, which showed that they were really good at martial arts.
With the help of high-tech equipment, they forced Ben to have nowhere to retreat, shrinking the encirclement of Ben little by little.
Ben's living room was very large, but there weren't many things that could be used for protection. Ben didn't like too fancy decorations, so his living room looked simple.
The living room was completely dark. Logically speaking, it was impossible for them to capture his hiding place so accurately in such a short time.
If they didn't have superpowers, then they must have been transferred to advanced high tech equipment.
Ben was also a man who lived on a blade with bloodthirstiness. He immediately realized this, so the curtain of the window was lit...
The area that passed through the fire was constantly expanding. Ben's body would ignite wherever it went, and he would make the angioinic imaging of the attacker lose its effect.
And the curtain that was lit at the window also reported to the bodyguards outside the living room.