Rebel Demon King

Chapter 852 Blood Blooms on the Road to the Throne (8)

(Thanks to "Shanshu Yuren" for being promoted to the leader, thanks to "Start Le" for the reward of [-] starting coins, and thanks to "Sa Zong's Music Enthusiast" for the reward)

Cheng Mo and Napoleon VII finished talking about business in the dark room and returned to the banquet hall. After finding Xie Minyun and Dai Wa, Cheng Mo proposed to leave, but Napoleon VII did not keep him, and sent Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun to Baima with Dai Wa patio.

The evening wind is bleak, and the magnificent Palace of Fontainebleau is like a bright palace in a fairy tale. The deep courtyard is illuminated by the bonfire-like palace. There are luxury cars parked around the edge of the wall, mostly Rolls-Royce, and there are several of them Cheng Mo glanced at the luxurious carriage, but he no longer saw Stern King's "beast".

"Be careful of Stern King, don't be fooled by his appearance, he is an extremely dangerous person." Napoleon VII hugged Cheng Mo, patted him on the back with his hand, and whispered in his ear at the same time Say.

"I don't think the Chosen One is dangerous." Cheng Mo hugged back, and then dealt with Napoleon VII's farewell ceremony with a somewhat embarrassed expression, even though he just bid with Stern King in full view. I thought there was something, but I felt a little weird at this moment.

After Napoleon VII let go of his hand, he noticed Cheng Mo's strangeness, smiled slightly, and said: "In France, the face-to-face salute between men and men has another meaning besides expressing intimacy. We are a Circle's

Cheng Mo didn't know how to answer, he was still quite immature when it comes to socializing, this skill can't be learned without a teacher by reading a lot of books, now Cheng Mo understands why expressions are so important when chatting with chat software, now He wished he had the love package function, so he didn't have to say anything, just click and smile.

Cheng Mo tried his best to smile, although he was a little stiff, but he was working hard.

Napoleon VII also responded with a sincere smile, then turned his head and said to Xie Minyun in a gentle and gentle manner: "Xieer, I am very sorry for the poor reception today. If there is anything that is not satisfactory, I hope you don't mind."

Cheng Mo also looked at Xie Minyun next to her, watching her side face but thinking in his heart: People always say that the circle determines the height of life, so many people squeeze their heads to get acquainted with dignitaries and dignitaries, hoping to enter a higher-level circle , but they don’t know that the circle is the same as the class. Only when you meet the conditions can you enter the circle you want to enter.Just like not long ago, the Japanese aristocrat Xiyuanji Benimaru chose to trade with him; just like now, Napoleon VII chooses to cooperate with him not because he thinks Cheng Modo is powerful, but because he is Xie Minyun's husband.

"For a group of people standing at the top of the pyramid, ability is not the ticket to enter their circle, identity and the resources behind it are. If Xie Minyun did not marry himself, whether it is Xiyuanji Benimu or Napoleon Even the seventh generation would not choose to cooperate with him, and this trip to Europe will be much more difficult." Cheng Mo used this to warn himself not to be inflated by the words of Napoleon VII, even if it is difficult to communicate with such a generational wealthy family as Napoleon VII. Enough to be proud of.

"You are too modest. Today's banquet was great. I had a great night. If you have time, you and Dai Wa will go to Huaxia. Cheng Mo and I will definitely do our best as landlords." After speaking, Xie Minyun led Cheng silent hand.

"If you don't say this, I will definitely go." Napoleon VII smiled, and then he waved his hand. Morris, who was standing behind him, walked to the front and held up a photo album in his hand with the name of Napoleon's family. Hui Hui's velvet box was handed over to Napoleon VII, who took the box and handed it to Cheng Mo, "This is a little wedding gift prepared by Dai Wa and I, I hope you two don't mind coming too late."

Cheng Mo didn't know whether to accept it, he hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Xie Minyun who was at the side.

Before Xie Minyun had time to say it, Dai Wa took the box from Napoleon VII, stuffed it into Cheng Mo's arms, and said, "You are not allowed to refuse a wedding gift!"

Cheng Mo could only hold the red velvet box in his arms, feeling that the things inside were very light, and seemed not very expensive, so Cheng Mo also said "thank you".

Xie Minyun also thanked Napoleon VII and said goodbye again. The two got into the Rolls-Royce, and Jiang Jun, who was wearing a Tai Chi Dragon uniform, closed the car door.

In the deep night, Napoleon VII stood by the horseshoe steps and watched the black Rolls-Royce slowly drive out of the Fontainebleau Palace shrouded in twilight.

There are no street lights on the D607 road, and the thick shadows of trees outside the window can only be seen with high beams. Xie Minyun pressed the dome light, and the glittering starry sky dome light of Rolls-Royce disappeared, and a bright yellow light came down. Xie Minyun took Picking up the red velvet box between the two of them, he said, "Look what it is."

Cheng Mo turned his head and looked over, watching as Xie Minyun opened the red velvet box, untied the red silk cloth with a bow tie, and picked up the lid. Unexpectedly, there was no jewelry inside, but an old paper full of The hard paper in French, the slightly yellowed hard paper is old at first glance, with a row of curly French on the top, a few lines of small characters in the middle, and a string of red seals and the signature of Napoleon VII at the bottom.

"The title deed of Château Ruiger," Xie Minyun said in surprise, "It's still an old chateau on the right bank of Bordeaux built in 1790." Xie Minyun turned to look at Cheng Mo, "The value of this chateau is at least 2500 million euros , it’s too expensive to accept, you have to return it.”

"You don't have to return it, I did him a big favor." Cheng defaulted that this was Napoleon VII's reward for handing over the key to him. From the perspective of benefit exchange, it seemed that he was very profitable, but this was because Napoleon VII didn't know that he was the chosen one whose level exceeded level 33. If we put aside this point, what he exchanged with the "Cross Bee" this time was just a small profit, which was a win-win situation with Napoleon VII.

Of course, if he really gets the "Singer's Horn", it will become a blood profit.

Xie Minyun never asked Cheng Mo what he talked with Napoleon VII just now, and he still didn't ask at this time, but just said: "Isn't it right for friends to help?"

Cheng Mo was speechless, and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"But since you said that, let's wait for him to return a big gift when he gets married. You must not engage in any cooperation with the other party in private. This kind of thing must be decided by the organization." Xie Minyun said earnestly .

"Don't tell me, Napoleon VII really wants to cooperate with us." After a pause, Cheng Mo continued: "He told me just now that he can not only give us information about Asgard, but also help operate two 33-level sky The elect goes in."

Xie Minyun was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted and said: "It's important, I'll tell my uncle first." When he took out his mobile phone to make a call, Xie Minyun stopped again and looked at Cheng Mo, "It's still up to you to follow Instructor Bai said better."

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Not long after Cheng Mo left, the cocktail party was almost coming to an end. Napoleon VII returned to the dark room hidden in Napoleon I's bedroom again, and began to tidy up the books on the table. After finishing all the books, the table appeared A knife-carved head portrait.

Huo Ran is the most famous mustache in the world.

Napoleon VII stroked the uneven lines with his hands, and stared at him intently. At this moment, the air behind him trembled slightly, like surging ripples, and the old-fashioned incandescent bulbs shook slightly in mid-air, burning The tungsten wire flashed twice as if short-circuited, and the room entered a fleeting light-dark alternation. After the electric light entered a stable state, a huge black shadow appeared on the reddish-brown wooden floor, followed by a loud noise. A dull German greeting: "Didn't think we'd meet here one day."

The sound was mixed with a heavy breathing sound, like a person panting after running for a long time, and it seemed that a faint mist appeared in the claustrophobic dark room.

Napoleon VII didn't look back, just clenched the golden scepter in his hand, moved his eyes to stare at the mountain-like reflection on the table, and responded in German: "Isn't the interesting thing about this world lies in the 'unexpected'? ?”

"To be honest, I would rather see you in the arena than in a secret room that has been silent for almost 200 years." The black shadow turned his head, and there was a rustling sound in the air, "It seems that you still It would be too disappointing to indulge in the glory of the past, but dare not even take up Joseph's challenge."

Napoleon VII smiled, dragged away the chair beside him lightly with one hand, turned around and made a gesture of invitation to the other party.

The man under the incandescent light is wearing a double-filter gas mask, but unlike ordinary double-filters on both sides of the cheeks, the two large and small filters are arranged up and down, like a broken beak, The gas mask is made of brown cowhide, with rough stitches crawling on it like a centipede. The eye protection is not transparent lenses, but two copper lens barrels that look like microscope objectives.What's even weirder is that the gas mask is not completely closed, but is tied to the opponent's huge head by five belts.The man's forehead is a silver alloy, and the alloy extends to the top of the head, and then there is a piece of golden fluff.

There is a "0" written on the mask with red lacquer between the eyebrows. There is no doubt that he is the 14th "0" among the chosen ones, the leader of the Teutonic 88 Knights.

Napoleon VII looked at this mysterious man whose real name is unknown, and said, "You don't have to be in the arena to win a gladiatorial fight, and I'm not the one who cares about the outcome of one or two rounds of gladiatorial fights."

"Really?" The other party snorted, then lifted his thick black leather windbreaker and sat on the chair. Even if he was sitting, he was not much shorter than the standing Napoleon VII. His hand rested on the table, right on the edge of the mustache head, and began to beat the thick oak table rhythmically.

The two were silent for a while, and Zero said: "It seems that I was the first to arrive, and your people lack a little sense of time."

"Number zero, you are impatient, you came too early, and it will be twelve o'clock in three minutes." A clear voice sounded from the entrance of the dark room, followed by a young blond man wearing a blue court suit and a red ribbon Go down the spiral staircase.

"It's different when you inherit the title, you speak louder." No. [-] said mockingly.

"It's better than someone who hides behind a mask and doesn't dare to show his true colors." The man responded.

"Let's spend our time on business and don't waste our words. Everyone's time is precious now." Another person appeared at the entrance of the dark room, and the elegant Prince Akeem also walked down.

"Yes, this is probably the last time we can get together before we act. Don't waste time by arguing." Prince Albert II of Morocco also walked in, followed by Prince Pierre Casiraghi of Morocco, Sweden Prince Philip, Prince Marius of Norway, Philiberto of Italy's Savoy family and Grand Duke Guillaume of Luxembourg
The last one to come in was Belgian Prince Amedeo, who had just lost the gladiatorial fight. He turned his back and closed the door. The creaking of stairs and heavy footsteps were heard in the room for a moment.

A group of people sat down around a simple long table full of scratches. In a dark room with not brilliant lights, it was hard to imagine that all the core member states of Europa, except for the Dutch, who had nothing to do with the world, had noble representatives present. , and almost all of Europa's most famous royal families.

Everyone's expressions were not relaxed, like a [-]-meter sprinter holding his breath and waiting for the starting gun to go off.

Only the sound of No. [-] black metal fingers hitting the table was ringing, "da, da, da" like a countdown pendulum.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" A real bell sounded from outside the dark room.

The clock struck twelve.

After [-] rings, Napoleon VII said in a deep voice: "Today's Europa is an electric fan hanging above our heads. Although his noise is loud enough and even crumbling, capitalists and politicians still turn a blind eye. Now is the time to do it." What's up! But what we want to do is not to completely destroy it, we must first try to remove the rotten parts, those globalization, immigration and free trade that have prevailed for a long time in the liberal consciousness."

Zero sneered and said, "This is your purpose, not mine."

"Number Zero doesn't need to be too extreme. Too extreme will cause unnecessary trouble. Europa's machine has been broken for too long, and too much force will destroy him." Napoleon VII said earnestly.

"Differences are inevitable. At that time, you don't care what I do in Germany, and I don't care what you do in your country!" Zero's voice came from the canister like the heartbeat in a stethoscope .

"We, Europa, are a whole. It's not that we can just ignore it now. If you are too radical, you will definitely give Stargate an excuse to intervene!" Prince Akim said.

"You mean if I'm not aggressive, the Stargate won't intervene?" Zero asked.

"As long as it's not so aggressive, at least there's room for maneuver." Prince Akim's momentum weakened a little.

"Do you know why I agreed to cooperate with you? It's not for bullshit rights, but for us to have the final say and for us to have the strength to protect ourselves. I'm not a politician. I just want to get rid of those who occupy our land Of course, let us the chosen ones stand in the sun openly, we have been hiding in the shadows for too long, there is no need to hide so cautiously." Zero stopped knocking on the table and replaced it with He pounded his fist on the table and said loudly.

"Of course this is also our goal, but we have to take it step by step. Any major event starts from a little bit, and nothing can be achieved overnight!" Napoleon VII said, frowning as he stared at the two lens barrels of No. [-].

"You can take your time, but I won't, as long as it is an enemy... I have to kill them all, without compromise." Zero said, looking at Napoleon VII.

"This is different from what we said at the beginning, and it can't be done." Prince Philip stood up on the table and glared at Zero.

Zero also stood up, he was much taller than Prince Philip, completely covering Prince Philip in the shadows, he looked down at Prince Philip and said: "Why is it different, it's not that you said you want to show ordinary people our heaven The powerful strength of the chosen ones makes them feel in awe? Didn’t you say that you should first break the false lie of equality and let everyone realize that the world has never been equal? ​​Didn’t you say that you want to build a society based on the chosen ones? Is it a new rule mode? There is no need to worry too much about Ou Yu, Ou Yu is a mess, as long as we can attract the attention of the chosen ones gathered in Christian Field, then we can take advantage of the street parade The students took the opportunity to control the army. As long as we can make good use of the army, we can easily encircle and suppress the chosen ones of all other organizations in Christian Field. What does this mean? It means that we can eliminate a large number of elites from other countries Those who choose, can also get a lot of Ouroboros"

"This means that Europa will definitely achieve the greatest revival." Zero waved his hand, and a line of fire was shot on the map hanging in the center of the wall, and the location of Europa instantly burned, "History will remember this moment, because today not only The most important day for Europa, but also for the whole world."

"Remember this day, December 2019, 12! We decide the future of Europa!"

Number Zero raised his right hand and said in a deep voice, "In Paris!"

(End of this chapter)