Chapter 659: Guilty Conscience

This man had been shouting unscrupulously for so long, and naturally he was immediately targeted by the people around him.

The people around the source of the sound quickly dispersed.

Only a man with an incomprehensible face was left - he had light gray hair, brown eyes, white skin, freckles on his cheeks, wearing black round-rimmed glasses, and was extremely thin - wearing a brown suit. It appears very wide.

He found it very puzzling that the people around him quickly avoided him and looked at him with different eyes.

Nolan and two members of the H Rangers squeezed through the crowd and came to the man.

At this moment, there was a large open space around the man.

"Hey, man, hands up!" Nolan pulled out his gun and pointed it at the man.

When the man saw that Nolan had taken out a gun, he was so frightened that his hands softened. The red wine glass in his hand fell to the grass, and then he made a quick gesture.

etc.

Made a gesture?

Amos frowned.

The man gestured excitedly and quickly. Nolan held the gun and pointed it at the man motionlessly——

People around him also reacted.

Do you think this person is deaf-mute?

At this time, someone recognized the identity of the man with glasses and whispered: "Isn't this the English screenwriter Gunter Frank who is famous for criticizing Asians?"

From outside the crowd, a man squeezed in, a lawyer from a legendary law firm in England—he was the guest Amos invited this time.

When the bespectacled man saw the lawyer, he walked toward the lawyer as if he was seeing a savior.

"Hey, don't move-"

Nolan's gun was blocked between the man with glasses and the lawyer.

Although the man with glasses is deaf-mute, he is not blind. Seeing Nolan's muzzle close at hand, he was too frightened to move.

The lawyer was wearing a black suit, and his sleeves were slightly wet. It seemed that he had just come out of the bathroom and was unaware of what had just happened on the lawn——

He looked at Nolan in astonishment, then at the man with glasses, turned to Amos who was standing on the stage and said, "Hey, Amos, what did my companion do wrong? Do you want to treat him like this?"

Amos said nothing.

Nolan did not put away his gun. The muzzle of the gun was still firmly locked on the bespectacled man, but he turned to the lawyer and said, "Is your friend pretending to be deaf-mute, or is he really deaf-mute?"

The lawyer's face immediately turned serious: "Deaf-mute? What happened to the deaf-mute? Are the deaf-mute guilty? Or does the noble governor think that disabled people are not qualified to attend your banquet?"

At this moment, the joking and mocking voice sounded again.

"Hey, are you guilty of being a thief? Governor?"

The voice actually came from the man with glasses.

Everyone saw clearly, but the man with glasses did not speak.

The man with glasses couldn't hear any sound at all. He found that people were looking at him again, and he felt even more scared.

"...No, I shouldn't call you Governor, I should call you the new generation of drug king - you have done more than Smith before."

"You let your men sell drugs around universities and high schools - children lack life experience, like to pursue excitement, and have no self-control, and they immediately fall into the vortex of drugs."

"What's more, you and the others are still very young. As long as you get involved with drugs, you will never let it go for the rest of your life. Your drugs will not be sold. I have to praise you. You are indeed a successful businessman and you are very good at running a business!" "

Nolan stood close, and he already discovered that the sound came from the pocket of the man with glasses.

But Nolan couldn't search.

He didn't have the power, and he didn't want to scare the man with glasses.

So, he lifted up the back of his clothes, put the pistol on his waist, and said to the lawyer: "Your friend may have a player stuffed in his pocket. I hope you tell your friend to take out the player." Bar--"

The lawyer now understood what had happened before.

After the lawyer nodded to Nolan, he quickly gestured to his friend to explain everything.

The fear on the bespectacled man's face was replaced by surprise. Then, under the gaze of everyone, the bespectacled man put his hand into his pocket and took out a finger-sized micro player from it——

The sound came from the micro player.