"Then it is not up to you." Although Mason was talking to Ryan, he continued to look at Rowena thoughtfully, "It seems that Miss Gale doesn't know a lot of things. Don't worry. I will tell you little by little."

"What are you talking about?" Rowena stared at Mason warily. The man reached into his pocket and took out a small bell.

The bell was round and had a layer of gold plating on it. There was no extra decoration. It was small and exquisite. Very beautiful.

Rowena immediately realized that something was wrong. She had once read a description of the Soul-Sucking Bell in a psychology textbook written in the 15th Century. The bell was said to have the function of hypnosis and could control people's thoughts and consciousness. However, no one had ever seen this mysterious bell, so it was regarded as a fabrication by the author and not valued by the later generations. People even questioned the book’s content. So it became a rare textbook abandoned even though it cost a lot of money to write and edit.

Rowena had read this book because it was introduced by Professor Mosen when she attended his lecture for the first time. The professor highly recommended this book, and some of his new opinions originated from the contents of this book.

So when she saw the bell in Mason's hand, her first reaction was that it might be the "Soul-Sucking Bell" that had disappeared from the world for a long time.

"Ryan, take the bell." Rowena had no time to judge whether it was true or false. She quickly shouted, "Don't leave him time to shake the bell. Hurry!"

According to the book, if he shook the Soul-Sucking Bell with regular frequencies, he could make all the people on the scene faint except himself.

Ryan didn't understand why Rowena suddenly became so tense. Just looking at her expression, there was something wrong with this bell.

He stepped forward, swinging a fist with one hand and grabbing the bell with the other.

Mason dodged. He did not expect the brother and sister to move so quickly and ruthlessly. Before Mason could stand firm, Ryan caught him. He did a quick cross-kick. Mason could not dodge in time and staggered.

The owner of the bell changed soon.

"Mason, so that's all you have." Ryan weighed the small bell in one hand and looked at Mason. He was exhausted from the fight just now, "You have excellent skills in sneaking in and running away. You have good endurance. But you don't have the strength to fight in close combat."

Mason recovered from his just state and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He smiled again, "Ryan, let me ask you a question."

"Go ahead."

"Take a guess. Why do I have to take two hundred sixty elites from White family?" He curled his lips to the side, looking like a child who succeeded in a prank.

Ryan frowned and suddenly had a bad premonition. He did not say a word and waited for Mason to continue.

"Because the number of them coincides with all of your strength in Seabrook. Of course, these people are still slightly inferior, "Mason said with a ruthless voice, "You've investigated White family for many years, but no real breakthroughs. Many higher-ups in the FD organization are no longer willing to invest too much power into it. So, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to ask for more people from the headquarters. Once you find out the men I brought out are inferior to your power, you won't easily ask for more people."

"So, you placed all of White family's elites in the secret room of the International Expo's business banquet to attract my people over and pin me down?" Ryan understood what Mason meant. This man was indeed astute.

"That's right. Since your subordinates have already gone over, they will ask for support. You are such a pretentious man. You believe in your strength too much and will get everyone to support them. I have already evaluated the environment there. Without all of your subordinates, there will be no way to defeat so many White family's elites." Mason's eyes were dark, with a crazy and exciting sense. He concluded finally.

"So, now, there are only two of you here."

Ryan understood everything. Mason was good at scheming. From the beginning until now, every step was under his control. He came for him. And for the CEO of Heartbeating behind him.

Although he was from White family, he had greater ambitions than others.

"However, all of your reserve strength is also there. What are you going to use to compete with me?" Of course, Ryan knew that since Mason had already come this far, he must have thought of a follow-up plan, but he still needed to use this to deal with him.

"Don't tell me people will become stupid when they are in danger." Mason looked at Ryan with contempt, "Since you came in, didn't you notice that the hall below is full of people?"

"What?" Rowena asked in surprise. Was he talking about the people who participated in the forum downstairs? "Aren't they entrepreneurs from the south of Seabrook?"

"Of course." Mason looked at Rowena's surprised look and was in a good mood, "Couldn't my people have some avocations?"

How were these avocations? According to Mason, had he already controlled the entire business circle in the southern part of Seabrook?

Before the two of them could understand this fact, they heard continuous footsteps. Then, all the people in the hall just now ran in and stood in unison in front of them.

Even the front desk, who had just looked at Ryan with amorous eyes, was now standing there without any expression on her face.

In other words, these people not only moved in unison, but even their expressions were also similar. This situation was...

Regardless of her dangerous situation, Rowena turned and glared at Mason angrily, "You hypnotized the people here and made them work for you?"

"Haha, Miss Gale, you are wrong." Mason explained in a good mood, "Seeing that you are so sensitive to this bell, you must know its function. It can control people for at most three hours. And I must have a preparation to control them like this. If I were to hypnotize them one by one, it would be a long-term job, and there would not be enough time. In other words, they voluntarily came to my side and rented their bodies to me."

"How did you do it?" Ryan asked, his eyes filled with a rare sense of confusion and nervousness.

Mason was right. Ryan dared to send everyone because he was sure that all of Mason's people were already there. But where did these people come from?

They were not from White family. According to Mason, they volunteered to serve him. When did he organize such a suicide squad?

How could it be possible in just a few weeks?

The connection between White family and America completely broke off many years ago. With so many people, could it be Mason's strength more than ten years ago?

However, ten years ago, he was just a child less than ten years old!