The Peerless God of War of the Female President

Country Y LD, Imperial Museum.

Dozens of soldiers in black special combat uniforms stood guard in front of the museum in a defensive formation, protecting a group of people in white coats, and carried silver alloy boxes into a twin-rotor helicopter.

At this time, around the museum, many citizens gathered around to watch the excitement, some of them held protest signs in their hands, but they never dared to approach the soldiers with live ammunition.

Because they already knew the whole story on TV and the Internet, they knew very well in their hearts that even the military chose to remain silent, and as citizens, there was nothing they could do.

Finally, Yang Chen walked out from the front door of the museum with a group of media reporters.

While walking, the female reporter tentatively asked Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, aren't you afraid that there will be emotional citizens attacking you around?"

"Of course I am not afraid. I have experienced more dangerous situations than this, but am I still alive and well?"

"Mr. Yang, are you really planning to evacuate the entire Big Y Museum?"

"Of course not, I'm not a robber."

Yang Chen said with a smile: "As long as the things in this museum belong to country Y, I won't touch any of them. What I transport away are all the stolen goods they plundered from all over the world."

Right at this point, a special soldier suddenly ran up to Yang Chen, saluted him and said, "Report Commander, there is a person who claims to be the museum curator Horton, and wants to see you!"

Yang Chen smiled slightly: "Let her in, although he is incompetent as the curator, but we are going to vacate his house, we have to let him take a stand!"

"Yes!"

After the soldier turned and left, the female reporter beside Yang Chen couldn't help but frowned, because she found a very strange problem——this soldier who looked like a special forces soldier actually spoke fluent English with an accent, and he didn't have any English at all. Like Xia people.

At the same time, she couldn't help feeling sad for LD's ZF.

If one's own site is robbed, not only is there nothing one can do as the master, but even to meet the 'robber' one has to obtain their consent in advance.

Soon, Horton, who was wearing a black vest, a white shirt and a bow tie, appeared in front of Yang Chen under the leadership of two special soldiers.

Holden didn't seem to care about the boxes that were being carried onto the transport plane, he didn't even glance at them, and said directly to Yang Chen: "Mr. Yang, you are looting and you will be judged by history!"

Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders: "Trials like this usually happen in situations where there is a huge disparity in strength. The weak do not have the power to judge the strong. This has been verified from you. You have been practicing for the past 200 years. Looting all over the world, have you ever been judged?"

"Besides, you, the director of the museum, are very incompetent today. You and Rice personally invited me to come here yesterday, but I came, but you, the director, let the pigeons go. Isn't it appropriate?"

"Yang Chen, don't change the subject! You are the queen's chief medical advisor, and your wife has just been canonized as a duke by the queen, and even included in the list of heirs to the throne, yet you wantonly rob country Y here today. Museum, do you still have a conscience?!"

A strange look flashed across Yang Chen's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Horton, are you kidnapping me morally? Where were you when I was humiliated by your Minister of Culture in your territory?"

"This is a personal grievance between you and Holden! Our country Y is a country ruled by law. If you are dissatisfied with him, you can use the law to defend your rights. How can you carry out a military invasion of our country!"

Yang Chen smiled slightly and said: "In the past, when you were in collusion with country M and wantonly invaded other countries, why didn't you come out to uphold justice? Now it's your turn to do it? With double standards to this extent, your conscience is too weak Where did you go?"

Horton was left speechless by Yang Chen's refutation. After taking a deep breath, his tone calmed down: "Yang Chen, now that you have brought things to this point, how do you let our ZF of country Y end up?"

"How it ends up is your business, does it have anything to do with me?"

Yang Chen said with a half-smile: "If you want to send troops to fight with me, I will accompany you to the end. If you want to talk to me, then send a decent person. You are not qualified yet!"

The corner of Horton's mouth twitched. After staring at Yang Chen for a while, he seemed to lower his posture and said, "Yang Chen, can I have a private chat with you?"

"I said, you are not qualified."

"Yang Chen!"

"roll."

Yang Chen gave Horton a condescending look, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Report to the commander! Her Majesty's is heading towards the museum at a slow speed, please ask for instructions to intercept it!"

"No need."

"Yes!"

Horton stared fiercely at Yang Chen, and nodded: "Yang Chen, there will always be a day when you will regret what you did today!"

"Don't worry, even if there is such a day, you can't wait."

Holden snorted heavily, and took another look at the transport helicopter that was taking off full of cultural relics, then turned and left.

Su Mengqi walked to Yang Chen's side, and said in a low voice: "Husband, did we play too much this time? Now the eyes of the whole world are staring at this place. If we really prevent the ZF from country Y from coming down, they will really become angry from embarrassment." What about the start of the war?"

Yang Chen chuckled: "It's okay, Anglo-Saxons are bullying by nature, and we usually give them too many smiling faces. It's time to let them know how scary it will be when our faces turn cold."

"But now that Her Majesty is here, how do we end up? We can't hate her like Horton? To be honest, I can't bear it."

Yang Chen grabbed Su Mengqi's hand and patted it, and said softly, "Don't worry, I have a measure."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black car stopped under the steps in front of the museum.

With the support of the Prime Minister and the Supreme Commander of the Y Army, the Queen slowly walked up the steps.

Seeing this, Su Mengqi quickly went up to greet her, and the two people beside the queen also moved aside very understandingly, and Su Mengqi walked in front of Yang Chen with the old lady by her arm.

"Aunt Bai, why did these guys startle you?"

The queen gave Yang Chen an angry look, and said, "If I don't come again, is your next step going to demolish my Platinum Palace?"

Yang Chen quickly apologized and smiled: "That can't, as long as you are still on the throne for a day, I won't demolish your palace."

"Listen to what you mean, when I go to see God someday, you are going to come and demolish my palace?"

"No, Aunt Bai is immortal, even God can't live up to your old man."

The Queen smiled and gave Yang Chen a white look: "Little thing, you are so glib!"

The reporters on the side were dumbfounded, wondering what is going on with Her Majesty the Queen?

Yang Chen 'robbed' the Imperial Museum in broad daylight, and after she came, she even talked and laughed with the robber, and spoke the other party's mother tongue?
Almost no one at the scene could understand what they were talking about, but it could be seen from the expressions of the two that they were chatting very happily, and it was not a meeting between the 'owner' and the 'robber' at all.

"Xiao Chenzi, I have something for you."

Saying that, the old lady took out a small black wooden box from her handbag, and handed it to Yang Chen.

After Yang Chen opened it, he found that there was an exquisite kit lying in the wooden box.

"This is--"

"The kit left by your master back then, let me give it to you at this time. I checked the time just now, and it's just right."

After Yang Chen opened the kit, he took out a piece of yellowed rice paper from inside, on which was written a seven-character poem in teeny script—"Thousands of books in Longquan, three feet long, revenge and shame. If you have a degree, you will be a great husband in the world."

After reading this little poem three times, Yang Chen silently put away the note, put it back into the kit, and carefully put it in his arms.

"I have never opened this kit, and I don't know what is written in it, but I can also guess that this should be the solution your master left you to solve the situation at hand. No matter what he wants you to do, I will Respect his decision and will never obstruct it."

Yang Chen pondered for a while and said: "Aunt Bai, what do you want me to do now, I want to hear your opinion."

The old lady stared at Yang Chen with a smile for a while, and said: "Today's matter is so big, it's impossible for you to send back the things you took away, right?"

Yang Chen nodded firmly: "Yes, I never spit out what I eat."