Ignoring the scream of the foreign woman on the horse, Wang Chao divided his hands and gently put down the fat and sturdy horse, and then his body flashed, and he returned to stand behind Zhang Tong, as if he had not moved his hand at all.
He lifted the horse and threw the horse to catch the horse, which was very important, as easy as playing with a puppy and a kitten, effortlessly, so that Xia Yu next to him was stunned.
"Princess Zara didn't frighten you."
Zhang Tong saw the foreign woman on the horse clearly, and hurriedly ran up and stretched out his hand to support her.
“no，no。
no。
The foreign woman said a few words of no, her legs clamped the horse's belly, and she jumped down from the horse's back lightly, her eyes just looked at Wang Chao, her blue eyes showed strangeness and nervousness, and at the same time, the longbow and arrow she pulled out were aimed at Wang Chao, as if facing the enemy.
It is clear that she has quickly recovered from her initial surprise and is ready for battle.
It shows very good strain qualities and bow horse riding skills.
"This is my bodyguard and friend, it was just a misunderstanding."
Zhang Tong quickly explained in English.
"No, no" Although she understood Zhang Tong's explanation, the foreign woman obviously didn't listen, her face showed a very dislike look, and the bow and arrow in her hand were still pointing at Wang Chao, the string was broken tightly, and she looked like she was about to fire at any time.
Zhang Tong saw that the explanation was useless, waved his hand, and walked to Wang Chao's side: "This is Princess Zara of the British royal family, who is famous for her riding skills, and her horse may have been a little out of control just now."
It was a misunderstanding. ” "I am solely responsible for your safety.
The rest is beyond my consideration.
Wang Chao didn't care at all about being pointed at with a bow and arrow, and said to Zhang Tong, he also let know just now that the woman on the horse was a princess of the British royal family.
But for him, it's nothing, and Rockefeller Willy is not necessarily worse than this princess, he just catches when he wants, and blackmails when he wants.
Now this woman is riding a horse and colliding, not to mention threatening Zhang Tong's safety, but more importantly, Wang Chao doesn't want to see these foreign devils riding high-headed horses unscrupulously.
"This woman is really not good-looking."
While Wang Chao was speaking, he also looked at the appearance of this princess, with a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, a relatively long face, and a dark blue hat, vest, riding boots, male or female.
Seeing this princess, Wang Chao understood how big the gap between reality and ideals was.
At the same time, the princess drew her bow and arrows, and the horses' hooves suddenly came from behind, and several of the same large ocean horses appeared from the green grassy hillside with several knights.
This large horse farm has a lot of artificial hills to increase the difficulty of riding.
However, this also blocked a lot of sight, so at the moment when Wang Chao threw the horse and picked up the horse, only the three women present saw it.
Latecomers did not see such an astonishing scene.
At the same time, as soon as the group of knights galloped down, they saw the scene where the princess opened her bow and pulled arrows and pointed at Wang Chao, and they all violently strangled the reins, and the horse's head rotated slightly, and they jumped off the horse neatly.
The riding skills of each one are simply breathtaking.
These knights are almost all Caucasian young people, all of them have noble temperaments, but there is obviously a wild surname on their bodies, which makes people subconsciously feel that these young people are extremely aggressive.
A group of young capitalist aristocrats with attack surnames.
Coming to this horse farm, of course, all the people who rode horses and archery with the English princess were nobles, where did ordinary people have this opportunity.
However, it is worth noting that in the end of this group of young people, there is still a yellow race, but it is not very conspicuous.
Indeed, in the midst of a large group of white youths who were obviously rich in offensive surnames, this faint yellow young man was not easy to spot.
As expected, after the princess is frightened, a group of noble knights will always scramble to protect the flowers.
This group of white young aristocrats, after getting off the horse, surrounded Wang Chao, Zhang Tong, and Xia Yu.
A tall white man in a riding suit walked over, his eyes were aimed at Wang Chao, a confident and contemptuous smile appeared on his face, and a series of French words spat out of his mouth.
"Hello, yellow man, you have offended our beautiful and noble princess.
A huge and unforgivable mistake was made.
But now in the horse farm, you have to obey the spirit of knighthood, so I am not going to ask the bodyguards and the police to expel you, but to challenge you according to the rules of knights, if you lose.
Kneel down and apologize to Her Highness and ask for her forgiveness. ” Zhang Tong was beside him, translating word by word to Wang Chao.
Wang Chao only understands a few small words in English, and he doesn't know anything about French, so of course he needs Zhang Tong to translate.
"Are these people poisoned by princesses and knights" Wang Chao knew that some of the nobles of these Western countries had very rigid and strange rules and surnames, and some were pretentious.
It's similar to the weird rules of the big families in the old Chinese society.
"France has also gone through several major revolutions, and Huang Yanjing was guillotined, why have these aristocrats and the like pretended not been abolished and have become the fashion of high society," Wang Chao asked Zhang Tong.
Zhang Tong shrugged indifferently: "This is their culture." ” The "Chinese" seemed to understand the conversation between Wang Chao and Zhang Tong, and the tall white French young man smiled contemptuously, and put his hands in a karate pose: "Are you laughing at our chivalry, but I heard that your martial arts also have the same rules as our chivalry, what is called a competition, let's duel." ” "This shelf is not very good, I'll do it, you do it, anti-aircraft guns fight mosquitoes."
Zhang Tong said to Wang Chao.
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"Beautiful young lady, you are going to duel with me instead of him," the young Frenchman laughed, making a strange expression.
"However, I don't have a female surname, especially a beautiful female surname like you.
Why don't we have afternoon tea together, chat and spend a romantic night."
"Good, good."
Zhang Tong's eyes narrowed suddenly, pressed his two fingers under his ribs, and pinched a Wudang swordsmanship.
"Miss Zhang Tong, the true descendant of the Wudang Nine Palace Sword, and a foreigner who is not yet in karate are in the stream, and it is also a joke to spread it."
Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind.
It was the yellow-skinned young man who had just stepped out in the midst of a group of white men on horseback.
Wang Chao looked at the young man's fluent Chinese, which was also mixed with Beijing films.
Obviously, it must be a certain prince in China, who belongs to the red aristocracy, and in recent years, the descendants of some high-ranking officials in China have also begun to deal with the aristocratic circles in Europe and the United States, participating in some aristocratic gatherings abroad, small salons, and equestrian sports like this are not lacking.
So as soon as this yellow-skinned young man spoke, Wang Chao guessed his origin.
"You are" Zhang Tong looked at this yellow-skinned young man suspiciously, obviously he didn't know much about it.
"Miss Zhang doesn't know me, but the only Chinese director at the top of the Chanel Group, a hidden rich man who owns five percent of the company's shares, and a funder of the Wudang Sword Dojo in France.
You are in the circle of the Chinese community in France, but you are a very famous legendary female surname.
How could I not recognize" The young man walked up to Zhang Tong, "My name is Yan Xiaolang."
Let me deal with this knight for you, there are also people in this group who are not easy to mess with, and it is difficult to clean up if they are broken. ” Saying that, the young man named Yan Xiaolang turned his head and spoke in fluent French to the young Frenchman who asked for a duel: "Kahn, aren't you laughing at my riding skills, in fact, we Chinese pay attention to a non-limelight etiquette.
But now, I want to show Miss Zhang Tong your level of karate fighting. ” Yan Xiaolang's French is very standard, Karn can naturally understand it, he gasped two times in his nose and roared, pounced, and slashed into Yan Xiaolang's neck with a fierce hand knife.
Obviously, what is being learned is the army's improved combat karate, which is very practical and has no showmanship.
But Yan Xiaolang is obviously a practitioner, his body swings, and he turns outward with his forearm to block, this flip block, Wang Chao saw three strengths, one is to hit, the other is to rub, the third is to wrap, spiral twisting, the blow strength is very weird and vicious.
At this moment, he immediately blocked the opponent's hand knife.
Karn's face showed a look of pain Obviously, Yan Xiaolang's forearm is high, striking, rubbing and wrapping, very tough, as if it is a rotating iron rod that hits violently, and it hurts into the bone marrow when touched The other party was in pain, Yan Xiaolang smiled slightly, his footsteps spun like the wind, leaning closely, and reached out to press Karn's chest.
Bang the other party's tall body collapsed to the ground, rolling his eyes.
"Emei chasing the wind and fighting" Wang Chao's heart moved, and he obviously saw that Yan Xiaolang's footsteps just now were spinning, and he was leaning on his palms, taking the path of Emei chasing the wind and fighting.
"It's Emei chasing the wind, and the surname is Yan, and it's obvious that he is the son of a high-ranking domestic official," Wang Chao linked some clues together in his heart.
Just when Wang Chao was thinking, Yan Xiaolang put Karn down in front of him, which caused quite a stir among this group of aristocratic youths.
But no one came up again to challenge with chivalry.
None of them were fools, Karn was the most powerful of them all, and if he challenged him, he would only be beaten.
"Are the Chinese so strong" Princess Zara saw this scene, put down the longbow and arrow in her hand, and muttered to herself, as if she remembered something: "My former equestrian instructor is also a Chinese, and he is also so strong, I don't know when I will see him again." ” "I have to admit that our technology is not as powerful as yours, and even if we are not as skilled in hand-to-hand combat.
Isn't that a good-for-nothing country, a country that has no merits at all, and should disappear into this world.
Yan Xiaolang performed a standard British aristocratic etiquette to Princess Zara.
"Well, no matter what, strong people deserve respect, especially since you remind me of my former equestrian instructor.
I formally invite you, are you interested in drinking black tea with me in the afternoon, and talk about other things by the way" Princess Zara said with a wink.
"It's an honor to be here with you."
Zhang Tong and Yan Xiaolang both nodded.
The white young men next to them were envious and jealous, this time they finally had the opportunity to run with the princess, and they all wanted to win the princess's heart with their superb riding skills so that they could be invited, but in the end the inconspicuous Chinese youth won the invitation.
But now they are jealous, envy is useless.
Crimson tea like lava, precipitated in a crystal cup, pure English black tea, emitting a sweet taste, on the table are a few delicate little desserts.
The whole atmosphere, relaxed and pleasant, this is the afternoon tea invited by Princess Zara.
Drinking black tea is a popular taste among the British aristocracy, and Princess Zara is naturally no exception.
Whether it is Yan Xiaolang, Zhang Tong, or Xia Yu, they all tasted this tea gently.
Not so much to try the taste, but to taste the atmosphere.
It was a rare opportunity to have tea with the princess.
Only Wang Chao didn't drink it.
The sweet aroma of British black tea is not suitable for his taste, before the completion of boxing, he only likes to drink tea and Chinese-style tea, after the bitterness, there is an aftertaste, after the boxing Dacheng breaks the void, he even rarely drinks tea, only drinks pure white water.
Because of the irritation in the tea, it penetrates into the stomach bit by bit, which is very uncomfortable.
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"My former equestrian instructor didn't like to drink this kind of black tea, and he always recommended me to drink Chinese tea, but after I drank it, I felt very bitter."
Princess Zara looked at Wang Chao, who didn't drink tea, and said in English.
Zhang Tong put down the teacup and hurriedly translated for Wang Chao.
Wang Chao knew that the former equestrian instructor of this princess Zara was Liu Qing, his gossip master.
This person has studied both kung fu very deeply, and he is merciful everywhere.
However, Wang Chao still admires Liu Qing's unique taste for the ambiguity between him and this princess.
Yan Xiaolang also put down the teacup and looked at Wang Chao.
This time he gained a lot, got acquainted with Zhang Tong, and was invited by a princess.
"Miss Zhang, this is your bodyguard" He was also very curious about Wang Chao's identity.
Zhang Tong was about to speak, covering up Wang Chao's identity, but Wang Chao spoke: "Yan Yuanyi is you?"
"She's my sister."
Yan Xiaolang was stunned for a moment, and after subconsciously answering, his eyes suddenly became nervous, and he asked in shock: "Do you know my sister?"
Yan Yuanyi is definitely a legendary and powerful figure, as the instructor and chief of staff of the Changfeng First Army, he has strong means, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, and he is absolutely tough.
Even in the Yanjing Tide Princess Party, she is one of the best figures, even if her fiancé is a member of the Standing Committee in her family, you have to look at her face.
In Yan Xiaolang's eyes, his sister is too strong.
He didn't expect that a young man he suddenly met would actually have an intersection with his sister.
"Of course I do."
Wang Chao said: "Presumably your sister is very worried about me now, and you have the opportunity to tell her that I also miss her." ” To be continued: