Chapter 241
"Humhhhh!"
The gatekeeper was swept away by the cold light in Fang Cheng's eyes, and suddenly he felt a sense of fear.
Immediately afterwards, the goalkeeper who was more than two meters tall seemed to be ashamed of his fear.
He straightened his body, looked down towards Fang Cheng, who was a bit shorter than himself, coldly said: "Foreigners, this is the rules of Freemasonry, I hope you abide by it!"
"What if I say no?" Fang Cheng's mouth was slightly tilted, with a playful expression on his face.
Hanke saw the two with swords drawn and bows bent and hurriedly said, "Gatekeeper, Mr. Fang Cheng is a VIP guest of the Venerable Lord!"
In the tone of the word "Guest".
"Knight" was silent for a long time and slowly said, "I can not search, but he must ensure that he does not carry any weapons, Hank, this is the duty of the gatekeeper! It is also the rules of the Freemasonry!"
The gatekeeper in Knight's armor has a serious tone.
hearing this, Fang Cheng moved towards the clone bodyguard nodded behind him.
The clone bodyguard understood, took out a silver white pistol from his waist, and shook it in front of the gatekeeper.
The gatekeeper saw the strangely shaped silver pistols in the hands of the two cloned bodyguards. He endured the surprise in his heart and extended the hand, "Give them to me!"
"I think you have misunderstood," Fang Cheng took the cigar handed over by the cloned bodyguard, took a sip, and slowly vomited it on the face of the gatekeeper, "I just told you, I'm going to take these two guns in. !"
Fang Cheng's right hand holding the cigar pointed to the castle gate and said slowly.
"Damn... damn yellow-skinned monkey, you are provoking!"
"ceng!"
The gatekeeper's body trembled, fiercely He drew out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Fang Cheng.
The moment Hank heard the gatekeeper scold Fang Cheng the yellow-skinned monkey, he shouted inwardly inwardly.
Sure enough, Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the words of the yellow-skinned monkey, took a deep sip of the cigar, and spit it out vigorously.
"Hank, I think Mr. Gatekeeper, shouldn't you be the son of the Venerable Lord?"
"No...No." Hank is a little confused The meaning of Fang Cheng.
"Very good!"
"bang!"
As soon as the words fell, a loud noise rang out in the manor.
The head of the gatekeeper is like a hammered watermelon, which is directly broken into slag, and the red blood is mixed with the white brain, and it splashes all over the ground.
Kang Dang!
The gatekeeper fell to the ground, and the armor on the corpse made a sharp crash with the ground.
"hua hua hua!"
Suddenly, a team of elite warriors in black suits gathered around and surrounded Fang Cheng.
A group of people pointed their guns at them. There were four people on the court. Except for Zhang Yun's face quietly turning pale, Fang Cheng and the clone bodyguard behind him didn't have the slightest color.
"Hank, can we go in?" Fang Cheng took a sip of his cigar and said to Hank casually.
"Gudong!"
Hank swallowed and foamed unconsciously, not knowing how to talk.
"Hurry up and put away your weapons, who made you so neglect my distinguished guests!"
At this time, a voice full of breath rang out.
Fang Cheng followed the voice and looked towards the incoming person. He had blond hair mixed with white hair and wrinkled face. His eyes were like stars, shining with wise rays of light.
He wore an ancient medieval robe. On the chest of the robe, there was embroidered with a symbol of scales and books. This is the symbol of Freemasonry.
"Venerable Lord!"
"Venerable Lord!"
"Venerable Lord ……"
all around the black clothed person Put away the guns immediately and shouted respectfully.
Hank also yelled quickly. He didn't know that everything in front of him was arranged by the Venerable Lord.
In fact, Fang Cheng has long discovered through spirit strength that the old man in the castle is paying attention here.
"Is this the way of freemason hospitality?" Fang Cheng looked a little unhappy.
"Mr. Fang, please forgive me," the elderly Venerable Lord bowed to Fang Cheng, "Because this meeting is extremely important, we must ensure that the brother who participated in this meeting has Enough courage."
"So you played it like this?"
"Please forgive me!" The Venerable Lord bowed again.
"Okay," Fang Cheng saw the old man's respectful attitude, and his tone was somewhat relaxed, "Can you tell me now, the content of this meeting?"
"Mr. Fang , Please wait, we need to wait for all the brothers to arrive."
In the Freemasonry, all members are equal, and there is no divided into high and low. Between members , Usually referred to each other as brother.
In the general clubhouse of Freemasonry, except for the Venerable Lord, which is Level 13, the rest, including Fang Cheng, are all below Level 13.
Fang Cheng stared at the old man’s eyes intently, smoking a cigar slowly, and suddenly, he laughed, "Since there is no meeting now, I shouldn’t let me go to the hotel?"
"I have asked the servant to prepare the room, and I will ask Hank to take you there." The old man's wrinkled face showed a sincere smile.
Fang Cheng, whose spirit strength is far beyond ordinary people, discovered that the smile of the old man in front of him was actually a smile from the heart, without any intention, as if Fang Cheng was really an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"By the way, I don't know how to call you?" Fang Cheng suddenly remembered something before leaving, stopped and asked.
"My name is Meyer, Meyer Rothschild!"
Fang Cheng's heart was shaken when he heard the old man's calm words.
It's him, the Rothschild family!
If the United States before World War II was controlled by the Morgan and Clofeller families, then the Morgan and Rockefeller families were invested by the Rothschild family.
This is the real Overlord level family in the world. Their wealth is still the mystery of the world.
And this old man is actually called Meyer Rothschild. If Fang Cheng remembers correctly, his name is actually the same as the founder of the Rothschild family.
Is it the same name as his ancestor?
Fang Cheng doesn't know the customs of foreigners, and to take a name with ancestors, in the eyes of Western countries, it is worship and respect for ancestors, and does not mean insulting ancestors.
Does Fang Cheng count as rich now?
Holding Yuncheng Technology, a multinational group that is even more exaggerated than a money printing machine, Fang Cheng is really not afraid of anyone when it comes to money.
But if you really compare it, you are not afraid of returning, I am afraid that Fang Cheng is not as rich as the Rothschild family.
No one knows how much money the Rothschild family has, but this family almost secretly controls the entire European economy.
It has a far-reaching impact on the economy of the whole world.
These things are all the information that Fang Cheng found through Yunmeng. The actual situation is more exaggerated than what Yunmeng found.
Fang Cheng followed Hanke, turned his head, and took a deep look at the old man, but Meyer gave Fang Cheng a sincere smile.
……
For a moment, Hank took the Fang Cheng entire group to a door of the castle.
"Mr. Fang, this room is where you and Ms. Zhang live," Hank said, pointing to the next room, "That one is the room of these two gentlemen."
Hank turned his head and looked towards the two clone bodyguards.