Christian would like to thank Nyasaland Motors for its new bulletproof car, without which Christian would be in trouble.

The killer emptied a magazine on Christian, and the window glass didn't crack at all.

Then the two killers fled in confusion under Christian's gloomy gaze.

Before the police could arrive at the scene, Christian started his car and left the scene and returned to his estate on the outskirts of London, still in shock.

To be honest, Christian doesn't know who the killer is instructed by, he has too many enemies, and he can't count his fingers and toes, but there are clues to follow.

Since the killer can accurately ambush Christian in the middle of the road, it means that the killer has accurately grasped Christian's whereabouts, so there must be something wrong with the staff around Christian.

When the killer appeared, the bodyguard was riding in a car that was too fast to detect the problem with Christian's car in time, so the security personnel were also suspicious.

After all the calculations, the only thing to ensure loyalty was the driver who was shot by the killer on the spot, and this reality also made Christian very helpless.

That night, Christian sent a telegram to Donne, hoping that Don would send a team of mercenaries from the Umbrella Company to protect Christian's safety.

At the same time, Christian sent a telegram to the Nyasaland Automobile Company, ordering three bulletproof cars again.

As a super VIP of Nyasaland Motors, Christian does not need to queue up to order a car and can be plugged at any time.

Don didn't expect the situation to be so serious, after learning that the staff around Christian were suspicious, that night, Patrick, the director of the London Umbrella Company, led a team of mercenaries from the Umbrella Company to appear in Christian's manor, take over the defense of the estate, and at the same time investigate the staff around Christian.

The investigators were agents from Brad's office.

After all, mercenaries can only fight and kill, and criminal investigation is still done by professionals.

The next day, Christian moved to another place, and by this time the security personnel around Christian had been replaced by mercenaries from the umbrella company, and the secretary had been replaced by agents in Brad's office, and Christian's previous secretary was responsible for arranging Christian's trip and was now under investigation.

"Heidi can still be trusted, she's been with me for twelve years and has never had any problems." Christian was a little dissatisfied with Patrick's arrangement, and the others didn't care, the secretary was indeed very important.

Of course, there is another important reason that Christian can't say, there are nearly 100 staff and security personnel around Christian, if these nearly 100 people don't even have a trustworthy person, then Christian's life is too sad.

"Mr. Christian, as long as Ms. Heidi passes the vet, she can still work by your side, but until then, I want to guarantee your absolute safety." Patrick wears a suit and leather shoes, and wears a pair of gold-wire glasses that are essential for elites, but these glasses are camouflage, and Patrick's eyesight is fine.

"Patrick, how does your umbrella ensure the loyalty of your employees?" Christian was curious, it was a miracle that a large company with tens of thousands of people under its umbrella had almost no problems with loyalty.

"Mr. Christian, the main business of our umbrella company is to kill people, so no one is here to kill us." Patrick's answer left Christian speechless, which sounds very reasonable, but in fact it is impossible, the Umbrella Company must have a special way to ensure the loyalty of the mercenaries, but Patrick doesn't say it, and Christian can't force it.

In all fairness, Christian is very good to the staff around him, and the mercenaries of the umbrella company carry out overseas missions, and the average annual salary of Christian is about 200 rand, and the average annual salary of Christian to the security personnel around him is more than 500 rand.

The head of security next to Christian is called Matthew Solo, who has been working by Christian's side for more than ten years, earning 2,000 rand a year, which is about the same as the annual salary of the British Deputy Minister of Finance.

If you want to buy such a person, you can imagine the price you have to pay.

Problems that can't be solved by themselves are left to experts to deal with, and the appearance of the killer did not make Christian afraid, and Christian will continue to work, but now when Christian goes out again, he will bring a dozen heavily armed bodyguards, and the number of cars will increase to four.

Such a large-scale high-profile trip will definitely cause criticism from others.

However, Christian will not be restrained, the tycoon must be like a tycoon, don't be loved by others, but be afraid of others.

According to Christian's plan, Christian was going to visit Jan Smoltz the next day, and after the end of the World War, Jan Smoltz worked in the Relief and Rehabilitation Agency of Jr. Smuts, where Jr. Smotz was the director of the Relief and Rehabilitation Administration, and Christian's visit was taken aback by the fanfare.

"Yesterday I was assassinated and almost died." Christian didn't care, instead took it as a medal of honor.

Only those who can't be dealt with by conventional means will choose to physically eliminate them by street assassination, which also proves Christian's importance from the side.

"Who will assassinate you? Did you call the police? "Jan Smotz has a different approach than Christian because they have different resources.

If this kind of thing happened to Yang Shi Mozi, then Yang Shi Mozi could probably only call the police to deal with it, and he was not able to solve it at all.

It's not right, if this kind of thing happened to Yang Shi Mozi, then Yang Shi Mozi would probably die on the spot, and there would be no chance to call the police at all.

"What's the use of calling the police, I don't want to take notes overnight at the police station and then get a message to go back and wait for a message." Christian doesn't trust the London police, but if he is in southern Africa, he would have considered it.

With Christian's status in southern Africa, even if the police department can't find the killer for a while, at least they will send someone to protect Christian's safety.

Forget about London, the rich people of the overseas Dominions can be equated with the hillbilly rich people in London, and the London police don't care whether Christian lives or dies, let alone Christian is still a Boer.

"If the London police say that, you're going to stone him with money—" Jan laughed, more self-deprecating.

For London, Jan Smoltz was just a competent colonial official, and the British government's invitation to work in London before the World War had a lot to do with the growing productivity of southern Africa.

"I said that you are also a high-ranking official, and it is really unreasonable to live in an apartment like this, I have a house on Riverside Street, do you want to give it to you?" Christian is generous, just a house, and he will give it away, as long as Jan Smozi dares to ask for it, Christian will dare to send it.

"Rich people are amazing—" Jan Smozi said meaningfully, looking down on Christian's nouveau riche behavior.

Christian smiled and looked at Jan Smozi without speaking.

"Damn capitalists, of course, why not!" Yang Shi Mozi is really fragrant, the apartment he lives in is less than 100 square meters, and he is still rented.

The house price in London is not something that Yang Smozi can afford, although Jan Smozi can be regarded as a high-ranking official, but with the salary given to Jan Smotz by the British government, it is far from enough to buy a house in London.

It is not enough here, of course, it is far from enough in the rich areas of the center, and it is still possible to buy it in the suburbs.

But for an official of Jan Smotz's level, living in the suburbs is tantamount to an insult, so Jan Smotz would rather rent a house in the city center than buy it in the suburbs.

The house that Christian gave away casually, he knew with his toes that it was not an apartment, and the conditions were very different from the apartment where Jan Smozi lived, and Jan Smozi also wanted to refuse Christian with a hard hand, but he couldn't get angry.

Even if he doesn't want a house, Jan Smotz still has to run for Southern Africa.

In this case, then Yang Shi Mozi has no psychological pressure.

Of course, it would be better if Christian could send another car.

"Hahahaha-no problem, I'll give you a Lord car, and someone will drive it right away." Christian almost laughed his head off, it turned out that a guy like Jan Smozi was so easy to handle, a house and a car were unattainable for Jan Smozi, and it was really a drop in the bucket for Christian.

With the PY deal settled, Christian and Jan Smozi got down to business.

"There's a lot of resistance to the formation of the Commonwealth, you know, there are people in Congress who are simply stubborn, and they'd rather ignore the reality that the empire is weakening than give greater autonomy to southern Africa." Yang Shi Mozi has a headache, he has also done a lot of work during this time, but the effect is not good.

"Who is the strongest opponent?" Christian is ferocious, he just went through an assassination yesterday and doesn't mind dealing with the enemy with the same means.

Yes, Christian considered those in Parliament who opposed the creation of the Commonwealth to be enemies.

"What do you want to do?" Jan Smozi keenly felt the murderous intent emanating from Christian's body.

"Kill him, or stink him, let him be ruined, and let those stubborn guys see what will happen to them." Christian's shot is about to die, everyone has already hit the door, and Christian is not so generous.

"Don't even think about it, the most vehemently opposed to the creation of the Commonwealth is the Duke of Bettford – do you want to try it?" Jan Smozi smiled with banter and mockery with mockery in his eyes.

O Duke!

Forget about the duke, you can't afford to provoke, you can't afford to provoke.