Chapter 11: The Party
Yi Chen considered for a long time, then shook his head and said, ''Mr. Phil, please tell Mr. Wiggins that I suddenly feel very unwell, so I don't want to receive guests, please ask for his forgiveness.... That's it, and also, find out for me which country those Asians are from. No, no, no need to find out, I don't want anything to do with them, that's it." Phil nodded and retreated. Easy Dust 'saw' the disappointment on Wiggins' face as well as the indignant looks on the faces of several of the black suits, and the moustache guy leading the way turned around and walked away without saying a word, and Wiggins spread his hands helplessly, and after ghosting with Phil for a while, he too walked away.
Yali stabilized his own position, and his political enemies are in the country's bad luck again and again, probably hit the God of Plague, their men and related business accident after accident, and Yali is the use of their own power and control of the media, frantic attacks on them, it is very simple, Yali almost did not encounter any decent resistance, on the successor to the chief executive of that region's position.
Extremely excited Yali is grateful to Yi Chuan, full of promise to let Yi Chuan share the profits of the sniper operation, that is, Yi Chuan can get 50% of the overall profits. I understand, of course, this is Yali for their own repayment and a disguised sense of buy, Yali understand the strength of the hand of the dust, naturally will not be satisfied with the dust to become their ordinary allies, he will find ways to enhance the relationship between the dust and their own.
Fattadio began to sit in London, commanding the manpower to begin to prepare to take advantage of the British monetary system into the euro zone when the shock to profit. Chekov rented a house on the outskirts of London in his private name, gathered a group of masters from his own circle, gathered in that small villa, and began a crazy and absurd attack. These hackers whose brains are intoxicated by marijuana have a powerful destructive power, some of the British government's most secretive information was stolen by them bit by bit, so that Yi Chen shouted more than addicted.
For the time being, let go of these money makers, easy dust for these matters although interested, but they are really not proficient, so the can do a whole coordinator, and can not really join, so have to worry about other matters.
Fabio's side of the wind calm, in the easy dust under the instruction, he began to deliberately ingratiate himself with his elder brother Baffatti, according to Fabio's words: "I am now as if the ancient Roman Empire slaves in the service of the boss of the Senate................................" He was very dissatisfied, but he had to admit. He was disgruntled, but he had to admit that Baffatti seemed to be a little more comfortable with him, and that he had secretly transferred, or embezzled, several tens of millions of dollars to a special account opened for him by Yidan.
Phyllis forced Phil and Gore to bring someone to accompany her to go shopping, and buy some small handbags, accessories and other knickknacks, although she is a year-round silver tights, but for the other knickknacks is absolutely not sloppy, this is Phil as well as Gore one of the most headaches.
Easily dusted with boredom, he sat in his office on the twenty-third floor, 'supervising' the few female clerks who were working 'hard'. In fact, they didn't have anything to do at all, the steel produced by the steel mill in Manchester was directly sold to the construction sites in the country, this was the old channel from before, there was nothing worth importing or exporting at all. Of course, these female clerks were still very useful, basically became Phil and Gore's lovers, when they both recruited candidates, they had only considered their looks, not their talents.
Easy Dust was bored as he watched three men in black priests' robes slowly walk past the street, and about three minutes later, a few more priests passed by. Yi Duan grunted, ''Damn, these foreign monks, what are they doing running around with nothing to do? Are there so many churches in the city of London? Strange, today is Saturday, aren't these damn priests going to preach?"
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Hera, and whether a few priests smiling from the opposite side of the small street under the past, under the hands of a few bags, bulging loaded with a lot of West East, from the side of the exposed label, easy to dust keen eyes to see the following words: "low-level jacquard blankets. deinCin."
Yi dust a little feel wrong, his divine thoughts slightly moved, began to radioactively fired out, instantly enveloped most of the city of London range, although can not accurately locate to every person, but the divine thoughts of the place, presumably with supernatural powers can be perceived by Yi dust. Yi Chen jumped up violently, bringing his boss chair over, scaring those female clerks in the outer room with a jolt, but they were smart enough to pretend that they hadn't heard anything.
From the range that Yi Chuan could perceive, there were at least three hundred individuals who possessed unrivaled abilities and had divine power swirling underneath them. Some of these weak individuals even perceived the strong divine thoughts of Yi Chuan and hid their breath under the horse. Yi dust muttered, "deserve to live, what are these guys going to London? Could it be that because of what happened next time, their Holy See is going to look for a fight? Damn, what is the current Pope called going? He wouldn't want to fight with the White Darkness Council, would he? Damn, this is cold."
He quickly dialed Chekov's cell phone, "Chekov, you bastard, what is Jester doing at your place?"
Chekov's cheerful voice went, "Boss, let's celebrate for you guys, the code for Storm Private's newest online game is 50% less by you guys. Ah, hell yeah, boss, aren't you? Jester, Jester is smoking a little hemp, still drinking heavily, last night also found a few big girls off eyry, oh, boss Jester all bring you good..." Discovered that he said the wrong words Chekov off the end of the frantic sewage splashed under the Jester, anti-bias now live dog like lying under the sofa Jester absolutely will not have no opinion.
Easily dusted a little nervously, "Shut up, can you drive now? I hope the ** and drugs haven't drained your energy. Hurry up and drive Jester to my place, and tell your gang of friends to be honest in the last few days, understand?"
Chekov stammered, "Off the car? Oh, no problem, no problem, boss, you're still wide awake. Shit, welcoming the Jester to your outside? No. No. Bad, don't worry, boss, you welcomed him here an hour ago, promise you won't get into trouble, don't worry, you're in bad spirits now." He collapsed on the phone, let Yi dust outside the heart is very whether to relax a on.
After thinking about it, Yi dust dialed Phil's accompanying cell phone: "Baby, I.... Tell Phil to take someone to Chekov's place right away to pick up Jester and come back. If you see them crashing on the road, take out the cops and the witnesses, and send Jester back to his hometown properly, and if he dares to make a move, you can stun him for me. Well, the two of them are of similar strength, as usual, Baby and Gore go over there together, well, that's it."
Easy dust without a point of depression looked at the small street under the obvious scarcity than the previous day small less priests, priests walk to come, occasionally also without one or two face ice hot inquisition of the year heavy people rush through, look at their appearance, not whether there is no special purpose, small similar to the kind of random students before school to shop. Yi dust bitterly smiled: "These ecclesiastical lowly people, what are they going to do now?"
Yi Chuan totaled his own and their strength comparison, seriously, Yi Chuan's realm far beyond the point that these priests can imagine, but really want to look at the absolute strength ratio, twenty priests can put Yi Chuan down, after all, the good man can't help but more people, Yi Chuan's strength is again strong, was twenty priests of the 'Holy Light Cross Sword' wildly split, then, the 'Holy Light Cross Sword', the 'Holy Light Cross Sword', the 'Holy Light Cross Sword' is the most important thing. After all, if Yi Chuan was strong enough, he wouldn't be able to stand up to the 'Holy Light Cross Swords' of twenty priests. Unless Yi Chuan let go of his hands, he might be able to kill more than a hundred of his opponents. However, Yi Chuan was not stupid enough to take the risk of letting the entire Holy See chase and kill himself. Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of priests, deacons of the Inquisition, or members of the Crusaders directly under the Holy See chasing after themselves waving their swords all day long, Yi Chuan's scalp couldn't help but start to tingle.
Yi dust shook his head, picked up the world's trench coat, also lazy to hold up their own small chair, wear bad clothes walked out, extremely irresponsible to throw on a sentence: "All of you recently hard work, we if too tired can rest three or four places, count whether you this boss to all of you put true. Well, don't worry, the wages must be issued." A few boys face happy, and so Yi dust out of the office of the private room five hours ago, a cheeky pick up the accompanying big bag walked out, work.
Walked to the parking lot, started his weekdays rarely touch the BMW, Yi dust slowly towards the west of London, Ludgate Hill drive. Driving along the highway for a while, when Yi Dust could see the top of the cross of St. Paul's Cathedral from afar, sure enough there were more and more figures of priests on the road.
Yi Dust nodded slightly, "Sure enough ah, worthy of not being the church where the minor bishop of the London district is located, the decision to go out here to explore the news is not right ah."
Easy dust far to put his car stopped, hiking towards the main hall of the church, the small square in front of the church, a lot of tourists as well as priests mingled together, but the tourists can only in the doorway to wander around for a while, because some courteous but absolutely not emotional young priests guarded the entrance to the hall, no one non-clergy can enter the interior. Yi Chen stopped in front of the statue of Queen Anne on the square, smiled and looked around for a while, bowed slightly to the statue of St. Paul on the wall of the main hall entrance, and then asked a priest who was right beside him with a pious face, "Praise God, may the Lord bless us. May I ask if anything significant has happened? Why...." He looked at the obstructed travelers.
The priest answered him rudely, "I'm sorry, pious people, but the Holy See is having a party out here, a very important one, so, because it was not decided on the spur of the moment, there was no announcement made."
At this time, many police cars drove over, it seems to be at the request of the Church, these police also came to help maintain order. However, to put it bluntly, it was just to establish a few police lines and 'invite' all the tourists to the outside.
Yi Chen was naturally invited out without exception, he shrugged his shoulders, smiled, got out of his BMW and sped back.
Jester was bouncing around in the room where he usually deliberated, cursing at Chekov: "****, you actually drove a car and hit three poles and a police car in a row, oh goddammit God, ****Holy Mother Mary why don't you use a holy light to split you this asshole to death? I can't believe I almost got detained by the police. What the hell is going on?"
Phil and Gore stood inside the bar watching the cold commotion, one desperately wiping glasses, the other desperately wiping coffee pots, smiles under their faces as they watched Chekov shrink loosely into a ball over Jester's wrath, not daring to make a sound at all. Kane was still sitting in his usual spot, playing with his violence, and Phyllis was grinning and fiddling with a bunch of big stuff under the couch. No one was willing to persuade Jester, so Jester, who had just completely got rid of from the small hemp environment, was even more reckless and arrogant, cursing at Chekov.
See easy dust into the door, Chekov seems to see their own dearest old mother as if, fly like pounced on the lap of easy dust, yelling: "God ah, my most adorable boss ah, you finally came back, quickly stop this damned Jester it. I just drank two bottles of vodka and slightly bumped into something, he actually blamed me like this. Anyway, he didn't hurt a piece of skin, instead it's me, the driver, who hit his head ah."
Yi dust looked on Chekov, sure enough under the forehead without a small piece of egg lumps, with his snotty and tearful look of grief more comical. Yi dust can not help but laugh to go: "****, all do not say. Well, no point strange things happened, small family deliberations on, see if what the situation."
Yi dust detailed what he found out, then pretended not to care and said, "I estimated, those who can feel my divine thoughts and converge their breath, most likely have a diocesan bishop status, not good to deal with, what in the world do they want to come to London? Could it be that they want to turn against the Dark Council?"
Jester has long since stopped yelling, he sat under the sofa with an iron face, stroking the sword scar under his face consciously, his eyes were raging with murderous anger, as if he was going to rush out and cut people down right away.
All of them did not speak for half a day, for a long time, Phyllis only a little hesitant to say: "Last time, when the big dog bear they finished, it seems that there are two people of the inquisition was present, could it be they.........................."
Jester said dryly, "Impossible, if not the low-level clergy of the Holy See, if they are hard pushed into, they will only be small quiet dry to find the scene. The Inquisition from going not to do useful work, for the sake of two second-rate deacon's face problem, they a human hair will not be out of the quiet, unless no the Inquisition's few old ghosts with the least amount of power have been weakly * raped by someone, they may only be out of the quiet so little manpower."
Easy Dust asked him, "So, what do you think is so important? Could it be that the Pope is coming to London? By the way, ah, the current Pope seems to be quite young, what is he called?"
The Jester grunted a few times and didn't say anything, stroking the scar under his face heavily one finger at a time, his blood-red tongue licked his lips heavily one on one, a hint of a sinister and deep scent dispensing out fast and furious.
One of Kane's men gently knocked on the door, and Kane called out, "Come in."
This little man respectfully saluted Yi Duan before saying, "Boss, a very meaningless thing. A person who claims to be the Count of No Hegad wants to see you."
Yi Dust laughed out loud, "Oh? Earl Blackgard? How interesting, an earl, to visit me, a titular life-long Sir, how comical, to visit a Sir like me, then I'm afraid that this Mr. Earl's identity, is also. Very good, very interesting, tell him to go to the parlor on the second floor and wait for a while." The big man walked out, Yi Duan signaled and said, "Phil, Gore inquire about the news related to those congregation gatherings, but don't show too obvious traces of. Chekov continue to do your thing go, Philie baby and I will go to meet that Earl Lord."
After a pause, Yi Duan said sinisterly, "Mr. Jester, now please come to the practice room in the sky and close it. If trouble is caused because of you, you know, what kind of punishment you will receive. Remember what you told me, you can do whatever you want until you have a certain amount of virtual power, but for now, please come up here and practice. Mr. Kane, keep a close eye on Jester, or if he tries anything, you won't mind if you put some nasty chemicals in his food and water."
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Easy Dust and Phyllis hid within the dark compartments of the parlor, surreptitiously surveying the villain of the Earl of Blackgard within the parlor, true to form if his knighthood was indeed as he himself said it was. White wavy hair draped over his shoulders, handsome to the point of exquisite face hung with a hint of evil, underneath the dress how to say? Can be regarded as the embodiment of the most vulgar style of the worst tailor in Italy, including his large sheepskin boots, are not purely handmade products.
At this moment, White Garde, is also doing something not in line with the status of the aristocrats, he is holding a small magnifying glass in his hand, scrutinizing the several oil paintings on the wall of the parlor, his mouth whispered in Italian mumbling: "Oh, God, it's really wonderful, this forgery guy is a master. Well, the water lilies are a superb imitation, the best of the forgeries," he said. Who could have done this, damn it, was it Jeeks or Hank? Well, it's both of them..."
Easy dust heavy voice laugh up to go, sneak straight joy, looks like veto a specialized collector of vulgar literature ah. Well, this kind of person most like to hang down a nobleman's name for himself, but whether his nobleman's title is often not the kind of Polish country several hundred years after the seal, the ground know whether it is now also invalid. Of course, another not-so-cheesy term for such a man's profession is "art thief or art forger." The opposite is not out of this kind of category.
Yi dust took out his jade pendant, gently playing in his fingers, opened the secret door and Philip walked out together.
Hear the ringing, black garde fly slowly a long jump back to the center of the room, under the hands of the put small mirror miraculously disappeared, face under also hung up a trace of graceful low noble smile, slightly bowed to Yi dust, then before it seems to be also ready to kiss a on the back of the hand of the philly, unfortunately was philly extremely icy heat of the eyes to stop it.
Yi Chuan smiled up: ''Dear Earl Lord, please sit, please sit, there is nothing to entertain, just please drink a little bit of rum from the Mediterranean Sea, I think you should like the flavor of this kind of wine better. I have a good ten year old rum here."
Blackgard smiled, and the small party sat down under the sofa opposite Easy Dust, taking the glass of wine Gore handed him.
Easy Dust and he shot each other a keen look, carefully observing each other before Easy Dust said lightly, "What can I do for you, Mr. Blackgard? I don't have too strong an interest in collecting literature."
Black Garde said, "No one recommended you to say that Mr. Yi Chuan is a very powerless person, and you want to be taken care of by a powerless boss, of course, there is no harm in splitting up with you."
Yi dust gently turned the jade pendant in his hand, Bai Jiade's greedy eyes flew to stare at this snow general crystal being transformed jade pendant, greedy and forced his gaze away and said, "Mr. Yi dust, I come this time, indeed some small affairs and you discuss."
Mr. Yi Chuan did not show too little interest and said, "Oh? No? Then whether it's bad or not, please tell me."
Bai Jiade said in an exaggerated tone, "Mr. Yi Duan, our organization is an entire world, professional artifacts collection agency, our purpose is to make those ancient artifacts rejuvenate in the world, we are a group of elegant artists, we share the same goal, so we came together. Now, we need an agent in London.... And we have been introduced to Mr. Yi Duan who would be the ideal partner."
Easy Dust said with hot indifference, "Can it be that you only need those partners that you approve of, and, you can't trust the gentleman who introduced you, may I ask, No. Who told you to say whether or not you would be a reliable sub-agent partner? Wiggins yet or not."
White Gard froze for a moment, and Easily Dust flew in, "Perhaps, you didn't have any referrals, and just found ours through some wind?"
Blackgarde smiled awkwardly, "You see, Mr. Easy Dust, you don't intend to deceive you without any intention of doing so. All you need is a little help from you, a little assistance. Your business is not lucrative, and some buyers in the Midwest are very uninterested, very uninterested in some special goods. With just a little bit of your help, you guys can earn back the next ten million, the next hundred million dollars of ugly gold."
Easy Dust yawned and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Earl, I'm a decent businessman, I never do anything illegal. The British Museum as well as the Tower of London are not so easy to touch in. I am a decent businessman."
Blackgarde like a reed tongue fly slowly take down the words of easy dust, drum quietly he said: "Mr. easy dust, no risk, no risk, hee hee, this is until now is not a secret rare, secret rare. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Well, no buyers are offering 200 million U.S. dollars for it, okay? Two hundred million dollars, you can give Mr. Yi dust 25% profit."
Bai Jiade slyly looked at Yi dust, a heart expects 50 million dollars to be able to impress Yi dust's heart.
Yi Duan now where outside the 50 million dollars in ugly gold outside the eyes? Not to mention Fata Deo their plan is unlikely to bring tens of billions of dollars of income, even Fabio's side of the plan, can at any time get to more than a billion dollars of funds, in order to the district of 50 million dollars and Black Garde and their organizations to share work, easy dust does not think that not a wise idea.
Yi Dust owed his body, stood up, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Earl Blackgard, I, Yi Dust, am a serious businessman, I never do anything other than what I'm supposed to do, I'm really sorry."
Blackgaard no point with slow, fly slowly said, "Mr. Yi dust, no no risk, no no risk. 50 million ugly gold, and you have no small batch of projects ready to share with people like you. Ah, are you not interested in the Tower of London? You can negotiate badly." Phil had pushed Blackgard toward the door with extreme nonchalance.
White Gard had been pushed to the door of the room, he finally shouted in desperation, "Mr. Easy Dust, it's just something guarded by some priests, there's no danger, think about it, it's 50 million dollars just to enter St. Paul's Church and take out that item."
Yi dust outside the heart of a quiet, fierce hot smile up to go, no no danger? Break into the current St. Paul's Church is called no danger? This black garde villain is also fake no.... It's very hateful. Can it be, what is it? Will not and this time the priests of the abnormal gathering without open it?
Easy dust smiled up: ''Mr. Phil, please ask Lord Earl Whitegard to come in, I think, we can talk about it in detail. Of course, Mr. Whitegard, I don't want you to deceive me in any way, otherwise, your body will appear in the Thames tomorrow..."
Blackgard rushed back from the parlor with an ecstatic look on his face, and, without the slightest regard for the foremost word of threat from Eastham, sat himself down quietly under the spot where he had been a few moments before, took up his own glass, and made a toast....
