Top-class Bodyguard

Chapter 626 606: You Are the One Who Must Be Eliminated

At this moment, the man with triangular eyes could hardly believe it. How could it be? His hand was clearly a heart's Ace.

Suddenly, he looked up and gazed at Ren Feng, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Does he know how to switch cards too?

Ren Feng's face remained pale as he directly took out a Rongyang Elixir and swallowed it to suppress the turmoil inside his body.

This time using the Moyo state was also a last resort because he couldn't lose. If he lost, Lawrence would probably kick him out directly.

"But what we saw was a heart's 3." Roxanne laughed too.

"Lawrence, you're really lucky," said a female family member with a smile.

Lawrence's face regained a smile. Lucky? No, this one is a real master.

He didn't believe in luck; Ren Feng's gambling skills were indeed terrifying.

"Are you alright?"

Long Yue gently asked from behind.

"I'm fine." Ren Feng said with a pale voice.

Morton was already furious and directly had the man with triangular eyes taken out, and his end wouldn't be good.

Lawrence looked at Morton and smiled, "Don't forget our bet; your stakes belong to me."

Ren Feng only felt the situation inside him was getting better and gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

There was still a master invited by Warner at the gambling table, a short man who looked at Ren Feng with caution.

He knew Ren Feng was a master. He stood up, walked to Warner's side, and said something, making Warner stunned.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure; I'm no match for him."

Warner's face turned ugly. This master actually admitted defeat, but he also knew that continuing to gamble would only lead to losing.

"Lawrence, my dear brother, this time, I won't gamble anymore." Warner looked at Lawrence, "Of course, I'll compensate you with something else."

Lawrence smiled and nodded, "Of course, we can discuss it well later."

Ren Feng then stood up too, "Master Lawrence, I suppose I don't need to handle the rest? I'll head out for a bit."

"Hmm, thank you, Mr. Tang Long." Lawrence still had excitement on his face; successfully breaking down Morton was quite the gain this time.

Ren Feng's face was a bit pale, and with Long Yue beside him, he immediately walked towards the depth of the corridor after leaving.

"Wait here, call me if someone comes. I'm going in."

"Alright."

Long Yue's face was serious.

Ren Feng immediately walked quickly to the room at the end of the corridor and then gently pushed the door open.

...

Bartley sat in his study, where a large map adorned the wall and a small skull rested on the desk.

He was still organizing the family's financial statistics for the year, pondering over the personnel changes at the family meeting that evening.

As for the organization's troubling matter, he decided to put it aside for now, with no time to review the incoming materials.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening echoed.

Bartley didn't look up; he had already sent away the previous bodyguard, preferring to be alone in the study.

"No matter who you are, I've said you must knock before entering the study. Didn't you hear?"

Bartley spoke indifferently, then raised his head.

"Sorry for not knocking; I'm in a hurry." A smile appeared on Ren Feng's face.

Bartley was startled, his face immediately turned serious, "Who are you?"

Ren Feng walked towards Bartley, saying calmly, "Bartley, head of the Rothschild Clan, truly a forgetful person. We met before, didn't you remember?"

"It's you!"

Bartley immediately recalled, the one who blew Qingdaofu's head in the video was this person before him.

"Were you invited by Lawrence?"

Bartley stared at Ren Feng.

"That's right, it was luck. I used the alias Tang Long."

Ren Feng looked at Bartley and coldly asked, "Where is the information you obtained?"

"What information?" Bartley looked at Ren Feng, his right hand quietly pressing a button on his chair!

Instantly, a protective barrier rose from the floor around Bartley, directly shielding him inside.

Ren Feng raised an eyebrow, looked at Bartley, and directly punched towards it!

Clang!

"This is made from space metals and nano materials." Bartley's expression was calm, "You can't break it."

Ren Feng said nothing, surprised that Bartley had such a switch!

"Do you really think I can't break it?"

Flames appeared in Ren Feng's eyes, and True Qi surged frantically. Then he relentlessly punched the shield repeatedly.

He needed to be quick, every second counted!

The fist pounded on the shield, to no avail. The barrier could withstand attacks from a Divine Realm master.

"It's useless. Since I saw you kill Qingdaofu, I had this shield made." Bartley's face was still as calm as ever, "Never thought it would actually come in handy."

Ren Feng remained silent, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he took out silver needles, applying an acupuncture method on himself.

Suddenly stimulated in the Moyo state, Ren Feng's power surged to the Spirit Realm!

With his right hand, he slammed hard onto that shield!

Crack!

A fine cracking sound appeared, and then the shield shattered like glass with a crash.

Shock filled Bartley's face, how was this possible?

But before he could react, Ren Feng had his neck in a tight grip!

Bartley looked closely at the young man lifting him, a flame-like birthmark on his forehead, and flames flickering in his eyes!

Even around him was an extraordinarily intense heat.

Bartley was slammed hard to the ground, Ren Feng removed the silver needles from his body, feeling weak, he poured the Rongyang Elixirs into his mouth like eating beans.

"I'll ask you again, where is the information?" Ren Feng's face was pale, but there was an unmistakable chilling intent in his words!

The old man before him was just one of the five major controllers of the Freemasonry!

Bartley pointed to a bookshelf nearby, "Third row."

Ren Feng quickly searched, finding the information swiftly, rolled it up, and put it in his pocket.

"What will you do to me?"

Bartley coughed, looking at Ren Feng, his old face still maintaining a calm demeanor.

"Why did you found the Freemasonry?" Ren Feng asked coldly.

"I didn't found it; Freemasonry existed long ago, only now under our control."

"What is the purpose of your Freemasonry?"

"In this world, there are always lower and upper class people, some lower class need to be eliminated," Bartley gasped, "To create a better new world."

"Now I can answer your question too," Ren Feng spoke calmly, "You're one of those who need to be eliminated!"