"What did you say?"

"nothing……"

"Okay... sir, we don't know your name and your purpose yet?"

Old Man Paul turned around and stared at Fang Yuan with a searching gaze.

"My name is...Lei! I came to the Golden Eagle Federation to find the whereabouts of a work of art."

Fang Yuan said calmly.

"It's that simple?"

Lucy was 10,000 unbelievable people on her face: "Can you, the third-level psychic, be a national treasure that has been circulated in Zhongzhou?"

Even if it is really a priceless national treasure, it has no military effect at all. In the eyes of the senior management, there is not even a third-level superpower.

"I hand over the doctor to you, and you need to mobilize me to investigate the traces of that collector!"

Fang Yuan said straightforwardly.

"Okay...if your purpose is just this, I think we can do our best to help you!"

Old Man Paul thought for a while and asked, "I don't know who the collector you are looking for?"

"Eric Ross!"

Fang Yuan reported a person's name.

"Ross family?"

Lucy held her head and rolled her eyes: "I knew it wasn't that simple!"

"I know he has a great power, and it seems that he is not an ordinary big..."

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course... the Ross family is a famous big family in Flo. It has produced 5 generals and 3 vice presidents. At this time, it has transformed into the Ross consortium! And the Eric Ross you mentioned is the helmsman of the contemporary era!"

Paul looked at Fang Yuan with a sympathy: "Lei! Give up!"

In the Golden Eagle Federation, offending a consortium may be more terrifying than offending ordinary officials.

Not to mention, such a large family can not only use federal strength, but also have a large number of psychics under their command.

Even Baige Club is unwilling to have conflicts with each other easily!

"Sorry! I'm sure I'll win!"
Chapter completed!