Then there is only foreign country left.

Europe?

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Have you found out the information about anyone related to Bathurst? Find out if there are any estates under their name for large transport aircraft to land."

The words just fell.

"Finally found!"

The Red Queen directly projected a larger projection, which was projected on the manor, especially the long runway next to the manor: "This guy didn't know what method to use to modify the data on the satellite. If I hadn't found that the data in this place were a little wrong, I would have thought this was a desert area."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "Africa?"

"Yes."

"hehe."

Lake chuckled: "This guy has completely forgotten his original identity. He is so unfair to the Infinite Clan, he has gone to be a slave."

OK.

If you don’t do it, you must be a ghost.

Can.

I will fulfill you.

Lake sneered twice in his heart, shook his head, and looked at Alice: "Do you want this task?"

Alice had a bright smile and cold eyes: "Yes, no one can touch my man."

Lake nodded: "Okay, this plane will be able to arrive in this manor built somewhere in Africa in almost half an hour. I will give you twenty minutes to prepare, and I only have one request."

Alice nodded and said, "You said."

Lake's lips raised: "I want to live Bathurst. Since this guy doesn't want to be a human being, he is willing and willing to be a slave. If he doesn't fulfill his wish, he would be too disappointed."

Want to be a slave.

OK.

I asked you to do it. Although I don’t like dark skin tone, for you, I am happy to make you the first dark skin tone in the chaotic universe and enjoy it for life, what is a life of being a slave.
Chapter completed!