A few hours later, on Shaun's "battered" invisible plane.
Seated on a special yellow rosewood seat, Jordan slowly woke up and opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a blurred figure walking over.
As his vision gradually cleared, Jordan saw that it was Shaun. He was holding two glasses of red wine, one of which was handed to him. He still had that strange and unfathomable smile on his face.
"Deity Jordan, you're awake. Come, let's celebrate!" Shaun handed the wine glass to Jordan.
At this moment, Shaun was no longer controlling Jordan's body. The past few hours had made him very happy. He had controlled many people before, but he never had such an experience.
If Jordan hadn't instructed Shaun not to control him for too long, Shaun would have definitely used Jordan's body and identity to have fun for a few more hours and play with a few more women.
Jordan accepted the wine glass and asked anxiously, "Is Miyamoto Chujiro dead?"
Miyamoto Chujiro had killed innocent Orlando citizens. This was something Jordan could not tolerate!
Shaun smiled. "With the two of us working together, we are as good as invincible! Killing Miyamoto Chujiro is just a simple matter. Hahaha! If you don't believe me, you can ask your subordinates. Miyamoto Chujiro really died in our hands!" "Alright!
Jordan shouted and stood up.
Shaun held up his glass of red wine to clink glasses with Jordan. Jordan did not refuse.
However, after clinking glasses, Jordan asked, "Apart from killing Miyamoto Chujiro, you didn't use my body to do anything bad, right?"
Shaun was an old fox and hid it very well. "Of course not. We're partners on the same side. How can I harm you? Don't worry, everything I do is beneficial to you. Now, we can return to the US in peace and continue our research on the mind-transplant technology, right?"
Jordan nodded. Now that Park Sang-jun and Miyamoto Chujiro were dead, he had no more enemies to kill.
A month later.
While Jordan was doing research in Shaun's laboratory, he suddenly received an unfamiliar call.
"Who is it?" Jordan asked.
"Hahaha, Jordan, can't you tell who I am?"
An old man with an English accent sounded from the other end.
Jordan was no stranger to this voice. He recognized it on the spot. "John Addington?"
There was no way Jordan would remember wrongly. This voice definitely belonged to the head of the Addington family, John Addington!
Jordan couldn't understand why John Addington would call him. Although the Steeles were also in England, the Addington family did not have a close relationship with them.
The Addingtons had always been a follower of the Rong family. They disdained to be associated with the Steeles.
John said, "That's right. I'm John Addington. Your brother Jamie is in my hands now. If you don't want him to die, come to Gibraltar immediately!"
"No, Jordan, don't come. He has..."
Jamie's voice sounded from the other end of the line!
But before he could finish, John hung up.
Jordan was terrified. "Why is Jamie in John Addington's hands?"
Half an hour ago.
Between the southernmost part of Spain and northwestern Africa, in a place called the Straits of Gibraltar, there was a huge warship called the USS Addington.
This part of the sea had previously been claimed by Spain and the United Kingdom. However, since the Addington family's warship had sailed over, Spain had given up.
The USS Addington was the largest known in the world.
On this day, as per usual, John Addington arrived to board his warship, accompanied by many subordinates.
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