Chapter 450

Whoa, whoa

The sound of the man in black paddling came, mixed in the surging waves, and spread far away. But no one realized it was human.

When the man in black arrived at the bottom of the castle, he took out a * from his backpack and emitted a bang. The chain was nailed into the stone wall of the castle. The man in black pulled the chain and slowly left the water to climb up along the wall of the castle.

At this time, Wang Yong and others who are at the dinner party are still eating and drinking in a strange atmosphere.

After a long time, St. Michael could not bear this strange atmosphere. He looked at Wang Yong and asked: "Mr. Wang Yong, have you considered it? My promise is still valid. You can put forward everything you want. "

Wang Yong knew that this level would not pass. He swallowed a piece of pudding in his mouth, then wiped his hand and said, "Lord, you have been saying that everything can be done. Is there something you can do?"

Saint Michael is a little happy. He has been worried that Wang Yong won't cooperate.

Now that Wang Yong is willing to put forward conditions, it proves that he has the heart of cooperation. It's much better than the attitude of not entering oil and salt before.

"As long as my husband says it, I will do it with all my strength." St. Michael's solemn reply.

But Wang Yong shook his head with a smile: "what did you do? That is to say, whether it can be done is not certain. In that case, we don't have to talk about it. Thank you for the dinner. It's delicious

With that, Wang Yong got up and left.

As soon as St. Michael saw it, he stopped Wang Yong in a hurry and said, "how can I know I can't do it before you tell me the conditions? It's no exaggeration to say that there are not many things I can't do in this world. You should have seen my energy. "

Indeed, the energy of Saint Michael Wang Yong has learned. It's the best proof that he can control Abraham, restrict Wang Yong from leaving the country quietly, and even dare to fight against the Paris police.

It's just, so what? The Lord probably doesn't know that there is another country in the world where foreign forces can't penetrate, right?

"I want to wash away the suspicion of treason, I want to find out all the murderers who framed me in those years! Can you do it? " Wang Yong's face became serious and he said every word“ If you do, I don't mind giving you the heart of the king of war. I can even tell you the specific process of my fusion of blood rose! "

Wang Yong is not cajoling St. Michael, but putting forward the conditions. The lives of more than a dozen brothers who died were more important than those of the king of war. I believe that even if the founder of Bingwang is standing here, he will make the same choice.

St. Michael was embarrassed when he heard the speech.

He didn't expect Wang Yong to make such a request. No money, no women, but fairness and justice.

How do you give this to him?

If it's OK in the UK, even in the whole EU, he can find a way to do it. But in distant China, that is not his sphere of influence.

What's more, Wang Yong is also clear. At that time, what was involved in that incident was not ordinary characters. There must be powerful characters behind it.

Saint Michael has no foundation in China. How can he find out that powerful character? Even if it is found out, what kind of capital is there to make him suffer?

Although the internal forces of China are intertwined, they have always been consistent in the face of the infiltration of external forces. It's basically monolithic, and it's hard for people to penetrate.

In addition, China's special system enables the country to mobilize its strength to put out the hidden dangers. Let alone Saint Michael, even the queen of England may not be able to do that.

Wang Yong's request is really hard for others.

"Do you have to have this?" St. Michael asked reluctantly.

Wang Yong light smile: "do you think?"

"I can't do it." Saint Michael sighed, admitting that he was beyond his ability.

"I'm sorry. The negotiation failed." Wang Yong shrugged.

However, he didn't beat the retreat to death. After all, this is St. Michael's territory. Wang Yong still wants to give St. Michael some sweets.

"But the big business has broken down, and I think some small businesses can still be done." Wang Yong said.

"What small business?" Asked St. Michael, puzzled.

"For example, I can make a deal with you with my experience of fusing blood rose, and exchange one person from you."

"You mean Morgan?" Saint Michael immediately guessed Wang Yong's purpose.

Wang Yong nodded: "it's him. With the wisdom of the Lord, I think only one experience is enough. Maybe in a year or two, the Lord himself will be able to create the method of fusion, which is several times better than the king of war's will. What do you think? "

Wang Yong threw out a bait.

The bait looks full of temptation, just like the meat dish made of tofu, and looks like meat. In fact, there is a big difference in taste.

The experience of burning blood rose does not have much reference for others.

Because it's hard to find a person who has the same strong body bearing capacity and spiritual bearing capacity as Wang Yong.

Wang Yong is ready to hide this in his experience, and let St. Michael try, and finally he is bound by his own cocoon.

Saint Michael pondered, as if thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

In fact, Morgan has little use value for him now. From the moment that Morgan stole that thing from China and sent it to the castle, Morgan's mission has been completed. What's left is the value of leftovers, which is a pity to eat and tasteless to discard. If we can make such an exchange with Wang Yong, it would be a good result.

In this transaction, St. Michael's guarantee to Morgan just in the afternoon was immediately invalid.

"I need to think about it." St Michael did not immediately respond.

He was worried that even if he had the experience provided by Wang Yong, he could not find a way to fuse the blood burning rose. He needs to go back and study the information left by his grandfather to see if it is feasible.

"Well, I'll wait for your news." Wang Yong nodded.

St. Michael's castle is a safe place, but Wang Yong would like to stay here.

Moreover, the Saint Michael Lord should not have profound skills, Wang Yong forced to leave, no one can stay. Even if there's an army in the castle.

"Come on, don't waste these rich dishes. Cheers." St. Michael raised a glass of red wine and told Wang Yong.

Wang Yong also raised it. Just as he was about to clink a glass with St. Michael, his ears suddenly moved and the hair on his back neck exploded.

In the night wind, Wang Yong heard a slight sound of pulling the trigger.

And the distance is not far, it seems to be in the direction of the door!

"Get down!" Wang Yong yelled and fell to the ground.

At the same time, a person's action is faster than Wang Yong's, and he gets under the table with a chuckle.

While drilling, but also while holding a fried fish in a big bite.

Who else can we have if it's not Yuan Lin?

On the contrary, it's the spoon. It's obviously slow. I don't know what happened.

Wang Yong wants to reach for it, but it's too late. The bullet had been coming through the air and was heading for the dining table.

At this time, the spoon suddenly felt startled and let out a scream. For a moment, he thought he was dead and would be shot in the head.

Who knows that the bullet just grazed him, the real target is not him, but his side of St. Michael.

Saint Michael is very quick to see the opportunity. As early as Yuan Lin was drilling under the table, he had already noticed that it was wrong.

The first time to respond, avoid driving.

The bullet hit the stone wall in the distance, made a jingle and fell to the ground.

"There's a killer!" Saint Michael roared angrily.

Then I saw the lights on outside the gate, but the guards of the castle came after hearing the gunfire and surrounded the gate.

"Lord, you guards don't seem very clever." Wang Yong looked at the door and said.

Before Saint Michael could understand what Wang Yong meant, he heard a sudden explosion outside the door.

However, the guards surrounding triggered the stumbling hair set by the killer outside the door, and it was blown away.

Saint Michael's face can not help but become extremely ugly, he hated the charge home way: "help that killer catch, want to live!"

Obviously, Saint Michael consciously lost face in front of the guests and wanted to torture and revenge the killer.

The housekeeper bowed to respond, and then he rushed to the door.

In front of Wang Yong, he is as weak as a chicken's housekeeper, but now he is as fierce as a tiger.

The body is fast and the action is simple. Before the man arrived, there was an extra pistol in his hand, and the killer was suppressed by successive bullets.

When a box of bullets was finished, the housekeeper rushed to the door.

Suddenly a strange turn stop, rushed into the flowers.

The killer, it's hidden there.

But the hidden killer sees the housekeeper pounce, not from repeatedly shoots, the intention kills the housekeeper in the air.

But the housekeeper seemed to have expected that the killer would have such a move. The empty pistol in his hand was thrown fiercely, and the wind roared, smashing the sniper rifle in the killer's hand.

Sniper rifle aiming at close range was quite difficult, and was hit by the Butler pistol. The killer's bullets failed again, and none of them hit the housekeeper.

When the killer wants to take aim again, the housekeeper has already rushed to the killer.

The technique is sharp and quick, and an anti joint skill can twist the killer's arm directly.

The other hand is quick to grasp the killer's throat, completely in control of the situation.

Wang Yong shook his head and sighed. This killer's skill is really not good. It can only be regarded as an ordinary level. It's OK to assassinate ordinary people, but it's not enough to assassinate Saint Michael.

I don't know who hired this killer.

"Let's go!" The housekeeper pushes the killer out of the darkness and walks to the hall.

With the help of light, Wang Yong finally saw the killer. That face, always feel familiar.

In retrospect, Wang Yong immediately burst into a flash of lightning.

How could it be him?!