Seeing that Monroe had the last moment of thinking of this secret, Sun Desheng grinned and then said, "Are we near Punic Prison? Brother-in-law, when I was in the hotel, I gave you five locations to choose from. You decided it was Ferrara without thinking. It wasn't me, if it were the case, I would have found a double insurance place for Victor and the others. If there was any unexpected emergencies here, there would be a way out."

After being in contact with Sun Desheng for so long, Monroe was used to his a little scary head. After a wry smile, he said, "Sun, you are so scary. I am now like I have taken off all my clothes and stood in front of you. Please take care of my face next time. Even if I see through it, I can speak it out in a more tactful way."

"Then I'll just say it more politely." Sun Desheng chuckled and continued, "Brother-in-law, can we rush to Puni Prison before dark? Didn't I say that your sister-in-law is about to give birth to, and the matter here is handled earlier. I'll rush back to name your eldest niece."

Monroe smiled, took out the wine pot that Sun Desheng had given him before and took a big sip, and said, "If you are lucky, we can bring six people from Punic Prison before dark. The address of the prison is on the other end of Ferrara. In order to show sincerity, we can just take the Apocalypse with us."

Speaking of this, Monroe paused, looked at the judge Flamingo who was rushing back outside, and continued: "There is also a hell nicknamed the Superpowered One. The Superpowered Ones went to too many of them without any effect."

"The hell of the supernatural being..." Sun Desheng repeated this sentence, smiled at Monroe and said, "I like this nickname."

However, even if Sun Desheng and Monroe were going to let Flamingo follow him, he could not go. The judge had already received news that Victor and Semir were rushing to the nearby airport. It seemed that they had given up on Punic Prison and wanted to leave here as soon as possible. Flamingo did not come out just now and planned to take the people there. If he is lucky, he could also hold a "farewell party" for Victor and the others.

The two of them separated here just now. Flamingo rushed to the airport, while Sun Desheng and his men continued their Punic prison trip.

After getting on the previous SUV, Monroe drove this time. After walking around the city of Flara for half a circle, their car finally stopped at the gate of a small farmhouse.

"It's here, but I don't want to let the people inside out." After Monroe took a deep breath and jumped out of the car first. After walking to the big iron gate outside the farm, Monroe rang the doorbell. However, these people waited for seven or eight minutes without waiting for the people inside to come and open the door.

Just as Monroe was about to ring the doorbell again, he accidentally touched the large iron door at the door. Unexpectedly, the large iron door actually moved.

The door was not locked, right? After hesitating for a while, Monroe reached out and pushed the two iron doors. Unexpectedly, he pushed it lightly, and the two large iron doors that looked a little heavy were actually opened by him. Even Sun Desheng couldn't understand it. He leaned his head and looked inside, and then muttered, "Are we late? They have escaped from prison, but I didn't say that this escape from prison is too thorough..."

"Impossible." Monroe simply opened both doors and walked directly inside. He said while walking: "They sent this address not long ago. It was impossible for something to happen so quickly." Although he said that, a scalpel had appeared on both hands.

However, before Monroe walked two steps, a gunshot suddenly rang out in front of him. Then, an old man with white hair, holding an honest double-barrel shotgun, limped from behind a big tree, and shouted at them in English: "Don't move! You have trespassed in private territory now. I can kill you at any time, and you will be responsible for all the consequences!"

"Don't be excited, sir, we rang the doorbell just now. But we couldn't get a response. We came in to see the door was not locked." When the old man appeared, the scalpel in Monroe's hand disappeared out of thin air. He now raised his hands high above his head and looked at the old man and continued, "We thought something had happened to the people here and needed help, so we would quit immediately. Please keep it cold..."

Before Monroe could finish his words, the old man shot the sky again, then trembled and reloaded the bullets, and turned the gun into the direction of Monroe and the others. Then he continued: "Don't move if I say it! Don't try to play tricks, I know you want to trick me to the door. Let the people who ambushed in advance kill me, delusion! Mussolini was hanged by me by myself back then, and I killed more people than you have ever seen! If you dare to play tricks, I will beat you to death one by one. Say! Why are you here for... "

The old man in front of him didn't look like the guards of Punic Prison. After hesitating for a moment, Monroe said, "We are here on behalf of Mr. Abdullah Sabach. He has something to ask me to tell a gentleman named Hannibal. If possible, please invite Mr. Hannibal out. I need to tell you in person..."

"You have come to the wrong place without this person!" The old man's gun started to shake at a few people. After pausing for a while, he continued to yell and scold: "This is your trick, right? Do I think I will believe it if I just named him? There is nothing Hannibal here! Okay, you know everything you need to know. Now you can get out of my manor! Give you a chance of ten seconds, and in ten seconds I will shoot all those who stay in the manor and refuse to get out! Okay, I will start to count the time!"

At this moment, Sun Desheng walked over from behind, holding a piece of iron sign that was almost rotten from somewhere. The sign was written in several languages. Sun Desheng threw the iron sign in front of the old man, smiled and said, "Wait a moment and the timing, my friend did not express it clearly. That's right, a few days ago, a Mr. Sabach in the United States passed away. Before his death, he had a inheritance to Mr. Hannibal in Punic Manor. My friend is Mr. Sabach's lawyer, who is specialized in transferring the inheritance. Can you help us tell Mr. Hannibal?"

As I heard this, this was the official speech that Monroe and he had first met. Unexpectedly, such speech would come from Sun Desheng's mouth this time. It seems that as long as the inheritance is added, some topics can be created everywhere.

"I've told you! There's nothing Hannibal here!" The old man suddenly looked fierce, but he no longer mentioned the ten-second countdown.

Sun Desheng smiled again, then said, "Maybe Mr. Hannibal has changed his name. Can you go in and ask me? I believe that after Mr. Hannibal inherits the inheritance, he will definitely express his gratitude to you."

Hearing that there was still a bargain to take, the old man hesitated for a moment, and then said to them: "Now all are back to the gate, and no longer are allowed to come in. I'll go in and ask now. If there is no one named Hannibal, you will be dead! Get out now, no one will tell you to come in!" After that, the old man fired another shot at the sky.

About fifteen or sixteen minutes later, the old man just walked out with an old man about his age. The old man said to the person outside through the door: "Who are you looking for Hannibal?"

Monroe raised his hand and said, "It's me, I'm Mr. Sabach's lawyer..."

Before Monroe could finish speaking, the old man sighed deeply, his eyes flushed and said, "You are Sabach's lawyer, so what you said to Paul just now is true... Sabach has passed away, right?"
Chapter completed!