Before, he was arrogant from the bones, and as the housekeeper of the big family, he didn't even look at some government officials, let alone Wang Yong.Now he realizes how powerful Wang Yong is, and brings a trace of fear and respect to Wang Yong."
In a word, make your master's purpose clear."
Wang Yong looked at the housekeeper and said.The housekeeper coughed a few more times, and then he felt better.He glanced at Wang Yong and said, "Our host really just wants to invite you to the ancient castle as a guest."
The specific purpose, how can our subordinates know about it" Wang Yong stared at the housekeeper's eyes, seeing that he was not lying, he really didn't know the specific reason."
Who is your master" Hearing Wang Yong ask his master, the butler's cowardly eyes finally flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, as if he was looking at a rising star in the sky, he raised his head and said: "My master is His Excellency Lord St.
Michael" "Lord St.
Michael, what the hell, I haven't heard of it." ”Wang Yong frowned and said suspiciously.These words made the housekeeper angry, and he was no longer afraid of Wang Yong's force, but loudly reprimanded Wang Yong and said: "You dare to be so rude to His Excellency St.
Michael" Wang Yong raised his eyebrows and asked: "How is it rude, how is it just a lord, I dare not hang up the real title, it is obviously the lowest level of baron."
What is there to show, in China at best, it is an unfavored Baylor and Gege, who to scare" There are five ranks of noble titles in England, in order, duke, marquis, earl, viscount and baron.It is common to use a title when addressing people.For example, Duke So-and-so, Marquis So-and-so.However, there is one point, the word "baron" is basically rarely used in England, so all barons should replace the word "lord".That's why Wang Yong said that St.
Michael was the lowest-ranking baron.This title is big and big, after all, it is a royal title.But it is also small to say, because in the history of England, many landlords and old fortunes have won the title of baron, which can be described as a bad street.Wang Yong felt that he used Baylor and Gege as metaphors for St.
Michael, which already gave him face.After all, the Geges in Huaxia are all real children of the royal family, and the landlord Lao Cai doesn't want to get this kind of identity.Even if it is converted to a modern government position, that is, the level of a senior judge of the House of Representatives.The butler's adoring expression made it look like his master was a duke, and he was really not ashamed.Wang Yong's ridiculous tone made the housekeeper unacceptable."
What's wrong with the baron, do you know how many lords are still recognized by the government in Britain now, there are not many, and our Lord St.
Michael is one of them, and our Excellency's ability is far from a title that a baron can show, but a kind of ornament," the butler said.He was proud of his master's title just now, but now it has become a kind of decoration, and he has a reason to say it.Wang Yong knew that he didn't want to discuss it with this kind of person, so he simply didn't ask, but said impatiently: "What are you Baron St.
Michael looking for me to do and talk about business, I won't know."
Kill I'm sorry, I'm not a mercenary.I really can't think of any other value for myself, please help me tell him, I will definitely visit him when I have time.But forget it now, I'm going to catch a plane. ”As he spoke, Wang Yong was about to pull the spoon and Yuan Lin away.The housekeeper was anxious at first sight.The feelings have been pretended for a long time than in vain, and the task is still not completed."
Stop," the butler shouted."
Why do you want to find abuse again" Wang Yong turned around and looked at the housekeeper with a smile.The housekeeper was excited, but he forcibly puffed up his chest and said to Wang Yong with a serious face: "You can't go." ”"Why" "My master said, the person you are looking for is there for him." ”The butler said suddenly."
What" Wang Yong was stunned.The person he was looking for was St.
Michael's, and he was looking for Morgan, and Guoan said that the place where Morgan was last seen was thinking of this, and Wang Yong suddenly stood still.Morgan is also in London, that is to say, St.
Michael is not lying, Morgan is really in his place, "What do you want to do" Wang Yong instinctively felt that there was some conspiracy, but he couldn't guess it.After the butler said this, he didn't know what to ask, but repeated the sentence repeatedly: "The master just wants to invite you as a guest, and there is no malice."
If you agree, you can now fly to London, and my host will guarantee your safety, even in the face of the French police. ”This is intriguing, St.
Michael actually has the meaning of protecting Wang Yong.What did he like about Wang Yong, could it really kill everything with a high appearance Wang Yong thought shamelessly, and felt more and more desperate about this era of looking at faces.He just wanted to rely on his talent to eat, and he groaned slightly, Wang Yong suddenly made a decision.The current situation is obvious, that Lord St.
Michael restricted Wang Yong and the three of them from leaving the country, and there was only a dead end to stay in Paris.And Morgan was with him, if not at St.
Michael's house, at least in London.It doesn't seem to hurt to follow the butler on a trip.Judging from the current performance, the other party's hostility is not strong, and it has the intention of cooperating with Wang Yong.Although Wang Yong didn't know what the other party wanted to cooperate with him."
Lead the way" Wang Yong spit out two words at the housekeeper.The butler smiled, and his hanging heart finally relaxed.As long as Wang Yong agrees to go, the master's energy is limited on the French border.But in London, it's different.If this guy dares to deal with himself like he did just now, he will definitely make him regret the housekeeper's secret oath.It's just that he didn't show any meaning on his face, and with a professional smile, he led Wang Yong and the three of them to the hall.With the help of the housekeeper, the restrictions of Wang Yong and the three were immediately unsealed.The ticket was also upgraded to a VIP class, and I got on the shuttle bus and got on the plane.Someone pays for it, and Wang Yong enjoys it.As soon as I got on the plane, I closed my eyes and rested, not worried about what happened next.Along the way, Wang Yong's heart has long been extremely strong.No matter how thrilling it is, there can be the assassination of Kunde in Burma, the thrilling danger of killing the fallen angel headquarters alone, the thrilling rush of Abraham and killing it, the thrilling life and death, and do it if you don't accept it.Although the eight words are vulgar, they show their true temperament.The plane finally took off, slowly lifted into the air with a whistling sound, and disappeared into the sky.At this time, in an ancient castle in London, under the sunny and sunny sky, two people were leisurely drinking afternoon tea, enjoying the scenery of this ancient castle with a long history.The castle is called St.
Michael's Castle.Located on Tidal Island 366 metres off the coast in Hill Bay, Cornwall, London, it is connected to the land by a marble passage that is only open at low tide.The terrain is treacherous and full of mystery.The castle as a whole is a perfect combination of slate and granite.In literary books, the castle is referred to as "the gray rock in the woods", reflecting the folk culture before the flooding of the mountain bay coast.Of course, the name also accurately describes the castle's geographical location surrounded by mountains and forests.After the coastal storm, the debris of the trees is clearly visible at low tide.Historically, Mont Saint-Michael was the counterpart of Cornwall to Mont Saint-Michel in Normandy, France.Locals call it "The Mountain" for short.The chapel is a foreign parish, and the castle is the official residence of a certain lord.Many artifacts, mainly armor and antique furniture, are preserved inside the castle.Even the tableware used by the two people in the castle at this moment is a piece of cultural relics.At the top of the castle there is a built-in tower, one of which is a small turret for commanding the ships.The rock-cut church on the beach is a landmark for pilgrims to worship the Virgin Mary before heading to St.
Michael's Hill."
Mr.
Morgan, this is the boiled black tea in the clear spring of the castle, how is it very sweet" A young man with a pale face held a cup of black tea and rushed to the man sitting opposite.The person opposite was tall and mighty, with a hooked nose, distinct eyebrows and eyes, and an indifferent expression on his face.He is the agent Morgan that Wang Yong is looking for.Morgan's physiognomy is generally regarded in China as cold and sinister, aggressive, and very dominant.It's very much in line with Morgan's usual style.However, in front of the young man sitting opposite, Morgan restrained his aggressiveness without a trace, but with a little caution."
Your Excellency St.
Michael, I have given you what you asked me to find.But you have not allowed me to return to China on a business trip, why is that?"
Morgan asked, puzzled.The young man was the owner of the castle, Lord St.
Michael.St.
Michael glanced at Morgan lightly and said, "You brought the thing, but whether it is useful or not remains to be verified."
thought that Abraham could be relied on, but who knew that he would die in the hands of Wang Yong so easily.His death made me very passive, and I could only make friends with Wang Yong temporarily.The point of you being here is to make sure that he is willing to come obediently, and when he arrives, I have verified that the thing is real and valid, and I will naturally pay you to leave. ”"But I've been in Europe for too long.What's more, Wang Yong is not good at stubble, I'm afraid" Morgan wants to speak and stop.Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by St.
Michael.St.
Michael waved his hand and said, "With me, there is no need to be afraid of anything."
Drink tea. ”Morgan could only sigh, picked up the cup of black tea from distant China, and took a sip.It's just that he doesn't think it's good, it's not even as good as the worst coffee, and he really doesn't understand how it can be so expensive.At the auction of the second tea fair held in Yangcheng, China, 20 grams of "Da Hong Pao" tea was auctioned off by a mysterious buyer at a sky-high price of 180,000 yuan, setting an astonishing record in the history of Chinese tea auctions.There are only 3 remaining mother trees of that Dahongpao tea tree today.And it was none other than Lord St.
Michael in front of him who took away the 20 grams of tea.That's the kind of tea they're drinking right now."
Woo", the two were leisurely sipping black tea, when they heard a little girl's cry suddenly coming from the basement of the castle.St.
Michael's brow furrowed, and he immediately beckoned a servant and ordered, "Shut up the girl."
If it doesn't work, it's hard, as long as it doesn't die. ”