The convoy escorting His Majesty Ling Lai consisted of eight cars. Three cars in front and four cars in the back. The special car of His Majesty Ling Lai in the center is so hard made that unless someone carries a cannon and bombards it, it is difficult for ordinary bullets to damage it. Even when traveling through a minefield, it is protected by a powerful shock-absorbing function, which will prevent death from serious injuries at most.
According to the security team's understanding, on the way from the lecture venue to the hotel, in addition to the city's regular police deployment, the police in the jurisdiction also set up several separate police perimeters to keep in touch with the security team at any time. Once a situation arises, hundreds of police officers in the jurisdiction will rush to the scene immediately.
Strive to be foolproof.
But His Majesty Ling Lai didn't take it to heart at all. Because she didn't think these police forces could stop the other party at all. A group of beings more terrifying than devils!
"Your Majesty. You broke your promise."
The driver, who had rarely spoken in the past few days and even Xiao Zheng had not noticed anything unusual, finally spoke up.
This is a middle-aged man about forty years old. In name, he is the royal driver of His Majesty Ling Lai. The Chinese authorities have no reason to refuse such a job request. What's more, after spending the past few days together, even Xiao Zheng had to admit that this middle-aged man's driving skills were truly top-notch.
"So what?" His Majesty Ling Lai raised his eyes slightly and stared into the eyes of the middle-aged driver through the rearview mirror. "Are you sure of killing him. Or am I?"
The middle-aged driver shook his head and said in a low voice: "I can clearly feel that just now, his vigilance has been reduced to the lowest level. Especially when facing you, Your Majesty, he may have lost all his defenses."
"If we take action now, Your Majesty and I are absolutely sure to kill him." The middle-aged driver pursed his lips. "Then, put all the responsibility on me. You can even rest assured that I will survive until you are cleared of all suspicion."
"It's a pity. You didn't do anything." The middle-aged driver's tone gradually became unkind as he spoke.
"Ben Gang. Pay attention to the tone of your words." His Majesty Ling Lai raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently. "At least for now, you are my driver."
"Yes. My dear Majesty." Bengang's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a sinister look. “But then, you may face unimaginable disaster.”
His Majesty Ling Lai raised his eyes and glanced at Bengang: "Shut your mouth and concentrate on driving."
Bengang said no more and drove to the hotel with a calm expression.
Along the way, there were no expected attacks. When Bengang personally opened the car door for His Majesty Ling Lai and watched him enter the hotel under the escort of the security team, a strange smile appeared on his lips. Then he got back into the car and parked the car in the underground parking lot.
Jiang Qing led the crowd to escort His Majesty Ling Lai to the room. He said respectfully: "Your Majesty, please rest early."
"Thank you, Captain Jiang." His Majesty Ling Lai reached out his hand and took it. "Thank you for your hard work these days."
"This is our duty." Jiang Qing said respectfully. But in my heart I was worried.
Why did Xiao Zheng get off the bus halfway? And he doesn't answer the phone. Did he offend His Majesty Ling Lai
After watching His Majesty Ling Lai enter the hotel room, she quickly arranged security measures. The entire hotel is so airtight that not even a fly can fly in.
His Majesty Ling Lai closed the door with his backhand, but did not take the initiative to turn on the light. Instead, he walked leisurely to the center of the living room and sat down slowly. Fragrant tea is being brewed on the coffee table, and wisps of fragrance penetrate into the nose.
She had just entered the house, why was tea brewing on the coffee table
Obviously, someone had been in the living room before His Majesty Ling Lai entered the room.
Moreover, he continued to stay in the living room and drink tea.
in the dark. A pair of cloudy eyes that could only be seen clearly under the moonlight were just staring intently at the beeping fragrant tea. Firstly, he did not salute His Majesty Ling Lai, who was of high status, and secondly, he did not say hello to him. He just washed the tea set calmly and poured the tea.
"Japanese tea art was passed down from China. I learned it superficially, but failed to grasp its essence." In the darkness, a man wearing Chinese tunic suit picked up a cup of tea and slowly handed it to His Majesty Ling Lai. "Your Majesty, please try this cup of tea made by this old slave."
His Majesty Ling Lai took the tea cup, took a sip, raised his eyebrows and said, "It is indeed good tea."
"It's not that the tea is good, it's that the tea-making process is complete. It's that the hands that make the tea must be skillful enough and the heart must be pious enough." The man who called himself an old slave said slowly. "Drinking tea is about mood, not arty. In this regard, young people of your generation are still a little immature."
The man's voice seemed to have been beaten for thousands of years, decayed and old. Although he couldn't see his true face, the wrinkles like growth rings were engraved on just his hands raising the cup.
"I love tea, but I don't understand tea. Is this considered arty?" His Majesty Ling Lai asked with narrowed eyes.
"It doesn't count." The man said calmly. "But His Majesty is not sincere. And he does not keep his word."
After speaking, the man's tone slightly increased.
But even so, His Majesty Ling Lai's heart trembled.
Only those who are far stronger than His Majesty Ling Lai can possess such terrifying aura. Just one sentence can shock His Majesty Ling Lai to the depths of his soul.
For a moment, the air was filled with boiling chills. It seemed to be hotter than the boiling water on the table.
"Old man, as you get older, it's better to be a little less tempered." His Majesty Ling Lai was not afraid, with a cold light shining in his eyes.
"This old slave is just passing the microphone. Whether your Majesty listens or not, there is always someone to handle the matter." The man stood up slowly, and a majestic pressure swept over him. It actually made it difficult for His Majesty Ling Lai to stand up. Even breathing quickly became heavy.
"Since you have this ability, why don't you do it yourself instead of letting me do it?" His Majesty Ling Lai said calmly. "Could it be that there is something else in this world that scares you?"
"This old slave doesn't know what it means to be afraid. He only knows to obey orders." The man said lightly. "This time His Majesty failed to keep his promise. Next, perhaps you will also receive the necessary punishment. This is what we agreed in advance."
His Majesty Ling Lai glanced deeply at the man, and finally stood up slowly with perseverance.
She stared straight at the man in Mao suit, her eyes calm and cold: "I help you to give you face. If I don't help, what can you do to me?"
The man's cloudy eyes suddenly sparkled, and his voice was extremely sharp: "Your Majesty Ling Lai. You should know that killing you is no different from killing an ant. Don't think you can. The reason why we are alive today is that the security team members have strong defense. It’s just that the old slave is not in a bad mood.”