When Tyrone heard it, the milk in his mouth almost gushed out, and his expression was even more pitiful: "Mom, are you my own mom?" This kind of thing can't be made nonsense!"

'How did you talk? You jerk! ' Valentine lowered his face and scolded his grandson.

"All right, I'll say that one last time." Facing the crowd, Tyrone said, "Don't be afraid of chaos. Especially you, Big brother! '

Evan glanced at the diamond watch twice and said with a half-smile, "The signing ceremony is almost up. Everyone, take your time to eat. I'm leaving first."

"Hey! Big brother, you're the initiator, and now you want to withdraw? Explain it to Grandpa quickly!" Tyrone wants to keep someone, but it's just empty talk.

"Next time, I'm in a hurry."

Evan made a decisive run away!

"Mom, Grandpa is just talking nonsense. Don't believe him." Tyrone could only look at his mother: "Whoever says I have a girlfriend, I'll be angry with them."

"Life is life! As your mother, of course I'm in a hurry. All three of you are the same. Stop making excuses. Also, do you dare not listen to Grandpa's words? ' Mona retorted.

"I'm about to join the training camp and don't want to be distracted." Tyrone blurted it off.

"Why panic? The training camp is you training them, not them training you." At last Darcy spoke, with the air of a stern father: "Your ability, I think no one can match!"

Darcy was quite proud of his son, which, in a way, made the House of Debois' position more and more solid, with business, politics and military advancing in unison.

"Your father is right. The state did not raise you to be a monk." As a grandfather, Valentine, naturally experienced, spoke with force: "Sometimes you have to be tough, but also tender."

At this moment, House of Debois' second son, Gene, arrived late, greeted the elders politely, and sat down where his elder brother had been.

"Second brother, what's going on recently? Are you being watched?"

Tyrone had a very serious expression on his face. That's how he is: he can be serious when there's something, and just laugh when there's nothing.

"Well, there's been an election campaign recently and I suspect House of Russel is trying to hold me back. There's always someone coming up with all kinds of tricks and I'm mentally prepared for that."

Gene is the youngest financial secretary of the Political department. Despite being only 30 years old, he has a lot of experience, having studied abroad twice and held an important position in three years. Besides the extensive connections of House of Debois, it is also inseparable from his own efforts.

He was only two years younger than Tyrone, but he looked much more sophisticated, as if he spoke with dignity.

"Tyrone, I'm afraid House of Russel will do Gene a bad job. You have a few more soldiers and secretly protect your second brother." After Darcy finished speaking, he got up: "I'm full, going to work first."

Darcy is now the secretary of the General office of the C military District. He had been working outside and had only been transferred back a year and a half ago. Although it is a civilian position, it is crucial.

It is not easy to be well-rounded in such a position, but Darcy is doing it with ease, and as a result, the prestige of House of Debois is growing in the military.

Three years later, he will leave office, and choosing the right successor is of the utmost importance. It will be difficult, but it will also be an opportunity, to be able to pass up and offer protection to House of Debois.

Mona got up and quietly prepared the briefcase for her husband.

It was her daily routine, and she still did it meticulously, showing her deep love for her husband and never tiring of it.

Valentine also got up and said he was going to the garden to do Tai Chi.

Tyrone was in a bad mood and said, "Grandpa, please take care!"

Gene held back his laughter and said nothing.

"Hey, you brat!" Valentine feigned anger: "The three of you are better at Tai Chi than I am, count me on the vacation."

"Vacation?" Gene glared at his brother: 'It's a good deal. You seem to have a lot of free time in the army!'

"A new batch of recruits is coming up soon. I'm the instructor. There's no way." "It fell into my hands, hehe." Tyrone said this with little helplessness on his face.

Gene nodded, as if tacitly acknowledging his brother's strength.

"Are you sure it's House of Russel, or could it be House of Vermon who wants to touch you?" Tyrone thought of himself and said in a low voice, "Someone is following me, damn it, it's just asking for death!" His gaze sank a little: "They really treat me like a sick cat."

Gene's expression was unpredictable, and he wouldn't talk nonsense until there was definite evidence to prove it. Years of working habits made him very cautious.

It's still at home. If he's outside and not familiar with the other person, it's his instinct that he won't even reveal basic information.

When Tyrone saw his second brother's silence, he changed the subject: "Big brother is so unreliable, always thinking about the company's interests and not caring about brothers, especially me!" He quipped.

Gene, with a clear smile, said, "It's not that we don't look for girlfriends. It's just that women nowadays are not smart. They only care about the money and power in men's hands. Grandpa has the highest expectations of you. You should reluctantly reluctantly."

"So I'm your shield!" Tyrone said indignantly.

From childhood to adulthood, Tyrone has been beaten many times at home, half because of himself, too naughty, causing all kinds of trouble; The other half was for his two elder brothers, who were loyal and unafraid of pain.

But now it's a bit of an injustice, that Delilah is not just a bit difficult, but has a second kind of difficult person temporarily living in his own apartment.

"It's a piece of cake for you." Gene patted his brother on the shoulder: "You have a long way to go and no one can take the shield. I trust you!"

Tyrone listened to his brother's words, slapping his mouth, feeling that this was a trap, he seemed to have jumped in, still not coming to his senses, the phone rang.

In front of his second elder brother, Tyrone just gave him a "feed" and didn't even glance at the TV display.

"Colonel Tyrone, it's me, help!" On the other end of the phone came Sienna's voice, with panic: "Come and help me!"

The phone was doing well, and Gene beside it heard it, and it was clearly a woman's voice.

Tyrone glanced at his second brother, got up and walked to the side to answer the phone: "Can you speak properly? Is it on fire or what?"

"Worse than a fire, come here quickly. I beg you!" Sienna's voice was crying: "There are several of them, and some with tattoos. I, I was surrounded by them, scary!"

When Tyrone heard something was amiss, he calmed down and asked, "Where are you?"

"Where else could it be? I'm surrounded by your good neighbor. Come here quickly, or I might be dead! '

Tyrone hung up the phone, ignored his second brother's curious look, changed into his outwear and went out, walking with the wind in his hand, with an air of vigor and determination.