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"This doesn't seem very good?"
The casual master showed his coldness. Obviously, his status on Jialan Street is not low, otherwise, his attitude cannot be so tough.
Manstin looks quite angry, but may have some scruples. He is always unwilling to talk to this guy on the front bar. It is estimated that Solomon behind this guy is also considered.
As he said, Manstin secretly looked at his watch, with a little anxiety in his face. As for the casual master, he smiled: "Are you waiting for President Canaan?" Ignore Manstin. Surprised, the casual master continued: "If I didn't expect it, I believe that President Canaan will now taste red wine in the boss's house."
"you guys!"
Manstin was anxious and angry, and he had no doubt whether the casual master was cheating him.
"Mr. Yang, please."
The casual master no longer ignored Manstin and turned to look at Yang Ning.
"Okay, let me go with you."
Yang Ning nodded. His decision immediately shocked Manstin, Sadrido and Anderkel.
"Mr. Yang, ignore him!"
"can not go!"
"Mr. Yang, don't follow them."
Manstin and others were anxious. Anderkel directly blocked Yang Ning, staring at the casual master in front of him. Although it is clear that the strength is not as good as people, it is rare for Anderke to be able to do what he wants.
"It's not a hindrance. Since the consul has invited him, he will naturally have to give this face. Besides, this is another place for the host. How can the host make the guest difficult? Before the summit, the consul also said that any form is prohibited. In the fight, I believe that the consul invited me this time without any malice."
Yang Ning's remarks, only two words in the casual wear master, and a group of Jia Lanwei heart, it is naive!
"Well, it's still Mr. Yang who understands the meaning and understands the good intentions of the consul." The casual master glanced at Manstin and others with disdain: "Unlike some people, it is simply unreasonable."
"Relax, I know." Seeing Manstin have something to say, Yang Ning interrupted directly, and gestured with his eyes to reassure Manstin that he knew.
Seeing Yang Ning's attitude, Manstin was not good enough to continue to block, but he was still not at ease and offered to accompany Yang Ning to the meeting, but he was directly refused by the casual master and left no emotion at all.
Of course, what was left together, Anderkel and Sadrito, watching Yang Ning's back fade away, Anderkel was anxious: "Mr. Manstin, please think about it."
"I know." Manstin's face was unsteady, and he said in a while: "Now I can only find a way to contact the president, but I expected the consul to think of this in advance, and I will definitely be prepared. ."
"What about that?" Anderkel looked anxious.
"It seems that I have to go to the house of the consul in person to run, hoping that everything is still within time." Then, Manstin turned away with a lot of thought.
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This casual master is called Lawrence, and his identity is not yet known, but Yang Ning observes that Jia Lanwei is in awe of Lawrence, and he wants to come here for a great deal. Otherwise, the proud Lan Lanwei will never show this. Convinced of the oral posture.
Lawrence brought Yang Ning to the ruling hall. This is where Solomon handles daily affairs. Don’t look at Jialan Street. The place that Solomon has to deal with every day is absolutely amazing. The aspects involved are by no means ordinary people. Imagined.
Places like the management of Jialan Street must have great strength, so as to deter the group of unruly guys below, but here is more about the ability. If there is no management experience, then the large number of affairs of Jialan Street, Ordinary people simply cannot eat it, and it is impossible to properly manage Jialan Street.
"go in."
With a squeak, a three-meter-high wooden door was pushed open, and Yang Ning walked in. Lawrence did not follow along. The interior decoration style is quite retro, melodious classical music, and the disc is playing It keeps spinning and flying out.
The furnishings in the room are also extremely particular. Let’s say the book shelf not far away is filled with dazzling books. Each book has a vintage and is not a mortal thing, which reminds Yang Ning. The bookshelves in the dream cabin.
"Nice to meet you." A figure was standing on the window sill with his back on his back. He had blonde hair and was neatly groomed. He was looking at the scenery outside with a small glass of red wine at the moment. As the voice fell, he slowly turned around, and also made Yang Ning see his face clearly.
The beautiful face, fair complexion, and the first impression it gives are like an aristocrat. His hands and feet are all showing his extraordinary family background.
"Who are you?" Yang Ning frowned. "I'm not in the wrong place. I remember it seemed that the consul invited me to come."
"Of course you are not wrong." The man nodded with a smile, slowly said: "Actually, I invited you to come."
"Invite?" Yang Ning's lips twitched: "How do I feel like I was caught?"
"Really?" There was a smile on his face: "Solomon may have misunderstood what I meant." After a pause, the man said again: "My name is Ferrar."
Yang Ning frowned even deeper, because the feeling that Filard gave him also showed a holy, holy atmosphere, far more intense than Constantine.
As for Filal's strength, Yang Ning couldn't see through it, which made him have to be secretly vigilant. Without clarifying the true intentions of these people, Yang Ning would never relax his guard against the outside.
Driven carefully for thousands of years, Yang Ning did not want to overturn the boat in the ditch because of negligence. He looked at Ferrar in front of him and slowly said: "I don't know what Mr. Ferrar invited me to do, what do he want to do?"
"It's simple." Filal smiled slightly: "I want moonlight."
"moonlight?"
Although Yang Ning had also speculated about this possibility, his heart was shocked: "Are you in the Temple of the Moon?"
"Yes, but it is necessary to make it clear that it is not the same as Constantine. He is just the messenger of the Temple of the Moon, and I am the messenger of the temple." Filal smiled slightly.
"Is there a difference?" Yang Ning asked seemingly casually.
"Of course there is a difference." Filal did not seem to intend to explain too much to Yang Ning, and slowly said: "Long story short, give me the moonlight?"
"I don't have moonlight." Yang Ning shook his head.
It didn't seem that Yang Ning refused to be so simple, and Filal frowned: "Mr. Yang, you know that Moonlight is of no use to you. The only purpose may be to improvise in front of the piano."
"But the problem is that I really don't have moonlight." Yang Ning said the truth. It must be known that the reason why the moonlight was played was entirely due to Kles's residual soul. It has nothing to do with Yang Ning, but this kind of Answer, apparently can not be satisfied with Filal.
"Mr. Yang, are you sure you don't give up the moonlight?" Filal frowned deeper, and a cold expression appeared on his face: "Are you sure about the consequences?"