Chapter 392: After beating the old one, here comes the young one

Chapter 392: After beating the old one, here comes the young one

Chapter 392: After beating the old one, here comes the young one

Great Britain.

Lyon recalled the scene at the meeting a few days ago, and a hint of gloom flashed across his eyes.

He didn't expect that even after what happened, George VII was still willing to let Charlotte contact the Indo-American Federation.

And
“Why does His Highness Leon look so ugly? Don’t be impolite later.”

Looking at the woman beside him with a fake smile on her face, Leon couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Lucia, the saint of this generation of the Vatican, is different from her predecessors who represent light and salvation. In Lyon's eyes, she is as smelly as excrement on the streets of France.

But it is also true that the Holy See has had a hard time under the rule of that "God-like One" in France in recent years. Although it cannot be said to be surviving, it can be said to be living in fear.

Although he was very disgusted with Lucia in his heart, Leon did not show it on his face. He just said casually: "I didn't sleep well last night. I'm sorry to make Her Highness the Saint laugh."

Lucia didn't care about his attitude. She just looked at the port and Charlotte standing in front of it with some curiosity: "A master-level expert from the Indo-American Federation? This is the first time I've seen one."

"Talk about it"

"When will His Majesty Russell, whom His Majesty Leon is familiar with, arrive?"

Hearing the word "Russell", Lyon's eyes flickered, and then the letter sent by the Ming Dynasty two days ago flashed through his mind.

Counting the days, it seems that the other party will arrive in these two days.

At this moment, a huge ship as big as an island slowly sailed towards the port from the distant sea.

Seeing this, Lyon knew that the master-level expert from the Indo-American Federation had arrived.

Sure enough, not long after, the giant ship stopped not far from the port, because its size made it impossible for it to enter the port.

Then, under the gazes of everyone in the port, the giant ship disappeared out of thin air, and was replaced by dozens of brown-skinned figures appearing around Charlotte.

When the middle-aged man in the lead saw Charlotte waiting at the port, a smile appeared on his face: "Long time no see, Charlotte."

Hearing the voice, Charlotte bowed her head slightly and responded respectfully: "Master Apache, long time no see."

"It's not convenient to talk here. Lord Apache, please follow me."

Seeing this, Leon couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Shameless bitch."

Although he was secretly criticizing Charlotte and Apache in his heart, he did not dare to show any displeasure.

After all, he was a master-level warrior. Even if the other party really killed him, I am afraid that His Majesty George VII would not turn against him. At most, he would use his death to make the Indo-American Federation make fewer demands.

But just as they passed Lyon, the middle-aged man following Charlotte suddenly stopped.

He looked at the brown-haired man in front of him with a half-smile, and uttered words that made him feel cold all over: "Young man, it's best not to let your imagination run wild."

"So as to avoid provoking the wrong people."

As he said this, he reached out and patted Leon's shoulder.

Leon's legs went weak and he could barely stand still, while Lucia beside him just watched everything, pretending she heard nothing.

As for Charlotte, after hearing Apache's words, she looked at her brother with extremely cold eyes.

At this moment, the prince of Great Britain suppressed his fear, swallowed his saliva, and said calmly: "Master Apache, I don't understand what you mean."

Hearing this, Apache suddenly burst into laughter, turned around and motioned Charlotte to continue leading the way, and casually said, "Behind you is Russell from the Ming Dynasty, I won't embarrass you today."

After saying this, he and a group of card makers from the Indo-American Federation, led by Charlotte, left Lyon’s sight.

After he left, Leon remained standing stiffly in the same position as before, until Lucia beside him waved in front of him, and he gradually came back to his senses.

Only then did the brown-haired man realize that his entire body was covered in cold sweat.

After taking a few deep breaths, he managed to control his emotions.

Thinking back to what Apache had just said, Leon couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had someone behind him, otherwise he would really have to die here.

Thinking of this, he became more determined to hold Russell's thighs tightly.

After all, judging from the other party's talent, reaching the hall of fame level does not seem impossible.

By then, let alone Apache, even Adley might not be a problem.

As for the relationship between Great Britain and Ming
It is the greatest honor to be a dog of the Ming Dynasty. Our Ming Dynasty is invincible in the world!
the other side.

Russell, unaware that he was being targeted, was rushing towards Great Britain alone.

As for why he was alone, it was naturally because the card maker who accompanied him was taken into the [Fake Karakura Town] by him.

But if Great Britain had not specifically asked Russell to go in person, Ji Weirui would actually be a more suitable candidate. After all, his master-level venue card [Kunlun Hill] is obviously more suitable for demonstrating the majesty of the Ming Dynasty.

Just as Russell was thinking about whether he should also make a master-level venue card, the city of Great Britain shrouded in thick fog appeared in his eyes.

“So why is there such thick fog without the Industrial Revolution?”

A strange thought flashed through his mind, and Russell followed his mental power to find Lyon's residence.

In his perception, this acquaintance of his was sitting in the living room with a frown on his face, seemingly thinking about something extremely important.

Unfortunately, Russell guessed wrong, Lyon was not thinking about anything important.

Or in some sense it is really important to him.

The brown-haired man was thinking about how to slide down to his knees after seeing Russell.

Just when he was thinking about whether he should just kneel down and say, "If you don't forsake me, I am willing to be your foster father," a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

“Leon.” “I didn’t expect you could actually do this.”

Hearing this, Leon was startled and turned around quickly, only to see the reinforcements he had called for looking at him with a strange expression.

He collected his thoughts and forced a smile on his face: "Luo Russell"

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming? I could have arranged for someone to meet you."

Hearing this, Russell couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He always felt that the attitude of this old acquaintance in front of him was subtly different from before.

It seems even more flattering.

However, Russell was too lazy to think about the reason, he just shook his head slightly and said: "Respect is mutual."

"I will do what Great Britain did in Ming before."

After hearing these two sentences, Lyon felt that his choice was extremely correct.

Listen, listen.

The Ming Dynasty, a country of etiquette, is indeed not comparable to the Indo-American Federation, a country founded by poor people and natives.

After hypnotizing himself in his heart for a while, Leon hurriedly said: “I will take you to the residence that His Majesty arranged for Daming first.”

"Russell, are you here alone?"

Upon hearing this, Russell released the Ming card maker who was in the [fake Karakura Town].

Seeing this, Leon first straightened his back, but then bent slightly, and walked out with Russell and his party with a smile on his face.

On the way to Daming's hotel, the brown-haired man naturally started talking about Apache.

After listening to the story about this master-level warrior from the Indo-American Federation, Russell couldn't help but frown slightly: "It seems that this Apache knows me."

He was not surprised that Great Britain would invite the Indo-American Federation. After all, he would not put all his eggs in the same cage.

But based on Lyon's description, this Apache might know information about him.

But it is normal to think about it. After all, Edley had a conflict with Ming Dynasty because of the Skinner incident before, and it is not impossible that the information about Russell, the strongest man in Ming Dynasty, would spread within the Indo-American Federation.

"tsk"

“I never thought something like this would happen.”

Although it feels a bit troublesome, it is just a trouble.

After all, things are different now. When he was just promoted to the master level, he was able to make Edley give in. Now that he has produced three master-level cards, it is even less likely for him to be afraid.

Besides, Apache is not Adderley.

Thinking of this, Russell's brows suddenly relaxed.

Leon, who had been observing his expression beside him, couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw this: "It seems that there is no problem."

Soon, under the leadership of Lyon, a group of Ming people arrived at where they were staying.

The time came to the third day, which was the day when George VII was scheduled to hold talks with the Ming Dynasty and the Indo-American Federation.

Outside the magnificent palace.

Russell walked slowly towards the conference hall under the guidance of the waiter.

Just then, a voice came from beside him.

"You are Russell, right?"

Hearing his name, Russell turned his head and saw a tall, brown-skinned middle-aged man looking him up and down.

The moment he saw the middle-aged man, Russell determined his identity: "Apache."

Apache was not surprised that the young man could recognize him.

He walked up to Russell and said something that was either mocking or lamenting: "I don't think there's anything special about you."

"Lord Edley is actually willing to give in."

Seeing his attitude, Russell's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes turned cold.

As if unaware of Russell's emotions, Apache clapped his hands and said, "I know."

"It was because Sakaga was in your hands at that time."

Having said this, he paused, then grinned, revealing his white teeth that gleamed with a cold light: "Oh, right."

"Sakaga"

"It's my sister."

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became a little weird.

Russell narrowed his eyes and looked at the brown-skinned man in front of him, his expression gradually becoming dangerous.

Sakaga is the Skinner's real name and he always remembers it.

Previously, under pressure from Adley, Russell had no choice but to let the other party go. Who would have thought that before Daming came to settle accounts with her, her brother came to her first.

"court death."

(End of this chapter)