Chapter 401 The Holt Family Bows Their Heads!

After hanging up the phone, Harris picked up a vase next to him and smashed it to pieces.

His face was extremely ugly.

Their Hott family has a huge asset of more than 500 billion euros, and indirectly controls hundreds of billions of euros of assets.

With the death of the old patriarch An Luns, some forces are ready to move, but they have not taken action for the time being as long as Duke Taylor is alive.

Now it's good, Duke Taylor is dead.

Without the Duke, how can their family keep the huge assets? Not to mention external enemies, the rest of the blood clan will probably take action against them soon.

"Father, I'm coming in."

Harris's third son Joyce heard the noise.

"Father, what's wrong?"

Joyce asked as he entered the room.

Harris took a deep breath: "The ancestor is dead, and we are in big trouble. Lin Tian and Master Lin may come to cause trouble, and so are the rest of the blood clan."

"For many forces, we are now a big piece of fat meat."

Joyce's face changed.

"Father, the old ancestor was so powerful, why did he die?"

Harris was silent for a while, and then he said: "People are dead, how did they die, does it matter?"

"That's right."

Joyce sighed and nodded.

Harris rubbed his forehead: "You are a young man with a flexible mind, think about what we should do in this situation."

"If we don't handle it well, we may die soon. Even more people in our Hott family will die."

Joyce said: "What if we target Lin Tian's parents, or Luo Bingning's parents?"

Harris shook his head.

"If it succeeds, our clan will be destroyed; if it fails, our clan will be destroyed. If Master Lin is Lin Tian, ​​it's almost the same."

Joyce said: "Maybe we only have one way."

"Tell me."

Harris stared at his son.

Joyce graduated from the top university in Britain with excellent grades.

"The old patriarch and the old ancestor are dead. If we give a huge compensation, I think Lin Tian and Master Lin will not target us anymore, and may even provide us with shelter."

Joyce suggested.

Harris frowned: "The old patriarch and the ancestors were killed by them. We paid huge compensation and still seek asylum?"

"Father, although the old patriarch is dead, if we don't pay compensation, Lin Tian and Master Lin will definitely come to us, and we may lose more people at that time."

"We will fall into a terrible vicious circle."

Joyce said in a deep voice, "With the strength of our family, we can't control so many assets now."

"Even if Master Lin and his men don't target us, our family can control 300 billion euros of assets at most."

The Tudor family and the Bruch family have a duke, and the family assets are only more than 200 billion euros. They don't have a duke and still want to control so many assets, just like a child holding a large piece of gold and swaggering on the street.

"Father, how much assets does our family have now?"

Joyce asked.

He is not very clear about this.

Harris said: "Excluding the indirectly controlled assets, the assets directly belonging to us are about 520 billion euros."

"Father, if we give Master Lin 100 billion euros in assets and distribute several hundred billion euros to the other blood clan families, our assets can still exceed 300 billion euros."

"And we will no longer be in danger."

Joyce analyzed calmly.

Harris frowned, this would be a huge loss for their family.

However, compared with Master Lin targeting them and the other blood clan families also cutting their flesh, this loss is much smaller.

As long as he breaks through to become a master, they can stabilize the situation.

Joyce: "In Chinese culture, this is called cutting off an arm to survive. For us, staying alive is the most important thing now."

"If Master Lin dies in the future and you become the master, we can still take back what belongs to us."

Harris took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, let's do as you say, you go to China."

"Talk to Lin Tian and others as soon as possible."

Joyce said: "I need an asset catalog, preferably indicating which ones can be given to Master Lin and others."

"Yes."

...

Early the next morning.

In York City, many Dongying soldiers in the pits were able to move, and they climbed out of the holes one by one in pain.

There were many cars left by the Dongying people, and Lin Tian rarely destroyed armored vehicles, so they could still find a car to escape.

"Can't escape, we can't escape for the empire!"

"Da Da Da!"

Some Dongying soldiers shot their companions crazily.

"Puff!"

Soon he was shot dead.

Many Dongying soldiers had already collapsed. Whoever stopped them from escaping at this time would be their sworn enemy.

As for sacrificing their lives for the country, many people no longer have this idea.

They may have held such an idea at the beginning, but the real battlefield is much more cruel than they thought.

More than 20,000 of their 30,000 people died in just a few days. They were also sealed underground and constantly eaten by rats.

The body can't move, the rats keep biting them, and the body and companions are bitten to death. That feeling is too terrible.

Most of them now just want to leave alive.

"Boom!"

Cars keep driving out of York City.

Lin Tian smiled.

He estimated that the number of people who will leave alive will be between 1,200 and 1,300, and the number may exceed 1,000.

"Master, there is something going on with Sister Bingning. Joyce, the third son of the head of the Holt family, is there to see her."

"Joyce said that he came here with great sincerity to negotiate."

Xiao Ling's voice sounded in the headset.

Lin Tian said lightly: "Tell Bingning that you can negotiate. I want to see what the Holt family wants to talk about."

"Okay, master."

Luo Bingning received the message.

Not long after, Joyce entered the villa. He already knew that the ancestor of the family was killed by a heavy machine gun.

As for whether it was Luo Bingning who killed him or Lin Tian was in the villa, this is unknown.

He felt that it was most likely the latter.

A heavy machine gun Luo Bingning, a weak woman, could she use?

He had Luo Bingning's medical report. Luo Bingning was ill and extremely weak. She would pant if she walked a few more steps.

"Miss Luo, my name is Joyce."

"My father is the head of the Holt family. I am here to negotiate on behalf of the Holt family."

Joyce raised his voice in the yard.

Luo Bingning opened the window of the villa.

Joyce saw Luo Bingning. He knew medical skills. From Luo Bingning's face, he could tell that Luo Bingning was in very bad condition.

"Lin Tian is probably in the villa."

"He deliberately didn't show up just to trick people!"

Joyce thought to himself.

Luo Bingning said, "Joyce, your ancestors died here. Are you here to cause trouble?"

Joyce shook his head, "In the past, it was the ancestors and the old patriarch who targeted you. My father was against it, but my father was only a marquis. His words in the family were not as powerful as the ancestors."

"Now that the old patriarch and ancestors are dead, my father has finally taken control of the family. He has to thank you."

"I'm here to compensate. Let's turn hostility into friendship."

Luo Bingning said in a calm voice, "How much do you plan to compensate?"