British 1986

“Call William over in a moment.”

"good!"

Old Karl nodded and went out to do errands first, while Allen continued to stare at the news on TV.

Old Karl stood at the gate, glaring at the few Koreans who came to visit Allen, pinching his hands and looking at his watch. Since the young master had said to wait for them for half an hour, he couldn't miss a second.

As the second hand clicked and turned, when the second hand passed the number 12, Old Karl glanced at the Koreans who were waiting obediently at the door of the villa and said: "Come with me, you should be finished."

After saying that, he ignored the few Koreans who were bending down and bowing. Instead, he glanced at the young man in the crowd with an unhappy face.

This young man looks to be in his twenties, about the same age as his young master. He wears black-rimmed glasses and looks quite gentle. Apart from his unhappy look, he looks similar to the other Koreans present. There are obvious differences between people.

Although the Koreans did not introduce this young man, Old Karl was keenly aware that this young man's identity was not simple.

"Master, that young man wearing glasses is not simple. You can pay attention to him later."

"Okay, let them come in."

It was still the low tea table. Allen was sitting cross-legged behind the tea table, pouring tea into the cup. After pouring the tea, several Koreans came in one after another, blocking the sunlight coming from the main hall. half.

Allen frowned, raised his head and scolded: "Stand to the side, you don't even look at me, you're blocking the light!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care whether the Koreans could understand or not, and just pushed the two poured cups of tea to William who was standing next to him with a curious look on his face.

"Thank you, cousin."

William was still able to accept this kind of Chinese tea set. He held the tea cup with his little hand and thanked her softly.

Following Allen's scolding, the expressions of several Koreans who had just entered the hall and stood there changed, especially the young man who came in with him.

When had he ever been treated like this?

They were scolded as if they were training a dog. However, after the scolding, the other party didn't even look at them. Instead, they continued to play with the tea set.

Suppressing their anger, under Old Carl's cold eyes, several helpless Koreans stood on both sides of the door and let out half of the sunlight.

"Hello, sir, I am"

"etc!"

Allen tilted his head and looked at the few Koreans standing in front of him. He looked around at them with unfriendly eyes. Finally, his eyes fell on the young man wearing glasses and took a deep look at him. Finally, he said to the middle-aged man who was just about to introduce himself: "Are you going to let me raise my head and talk to you?"

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"Sorry, Your Excellency, we are rude."

After the leader, the middle-aged Korean, finished speaking, he kneeled down on the ground decisively and assumed a standard kneeling posture, with his hands on his thighs. Under Allen's gaze, he knelt and bowed.

Allen snorted coldly and looked at the young man again. This one was good, everyone else was kneeling, but he actually followed Allen's example and sat cross-legged on the ground.

After staring at this rebellious young man for half a minute, Allen didn't say anything, just stared at him coldly.

The auras of the two people cannot be compared at all. In the past two years since Allen succeeded to the throne, he has been in charge of everything in the family, and the people and affairs he comes into contact with are all high-end. He is used to commanding this, commanding that, giving various orders, and Comparing the young man with a student-like face in front of him, they were not in the same rank.

Under Allen's increasingly cold gaze, the young man couldn't stand it anymore. He shrugged his head, bowed his buttocks, and changed to a kneeling position. He knelt there with his hands on his legs and his head lowered. He looked like he had suffered great humiliation.

"Tell me, what do you want to say when you see me?"

After watching the Koreans kneel for three minutes, Allen put down the teacup in his hand and spoke slowly.

"Well, Your Excellency, we are here to apologize to you today. Yesterday, our on-site work was not done well, which frightened you and caused you trouble."

After a long period of suffering, the middle-aged Korean man who took the lead finally heard Allen's voice. He carefully raised his head, looked at the stern-faced British noble in front of him, and carefully explained.

"Hmph, you are not sincere in your apology. What happened last night and you are now apologizing?"

Allen sneered again.

At this time, the young man kneeling next to him raised his head again and looked at Allen with a look of dissatisfaction.

There were only a few people at the scene. As soon as he raised his head, Allen saw him. Seeing that he still looked unconvinced, Allen chuckled, put his hands on his knees, and stood up suddenly.

His action startled the young man who looked unhappy just now. He wanted to hide back, but he was still kneeling on the ground. When he moved back, he became a little unsteady on his knees and his upper body swayed. After two clicks, he slammed his hand down on the floor. Fortunately, he didn't fall down and make a fool of himself.

At this moment, the kneeling Koreans present raised their heads, looked at Allen, and then turned to look at the young man.

Allen took a few steps forward and stood in front of several kneeling Koreans and asked: "You have been looking bad since you entered the door. Who are you?"

"I"

Just as the young man was about to explain, the middle-aged man who led the team said, "Sir, this is the eldest son of the Sanxing Group, Li."

"boom!"

Before the middle-aged Korean who spoke had finished speaking, he suddenly felt a blow on his face, and his mind went blank. He rolled back twice before sitting up crookedly, covering his face and looking at Allen in astonishment.

Allen slowly retracted his foot. The middle-aged man who had just spoken covered his face and was about to be kicked out of the door.

"Did I ask you? You don't understand the rules."

"Yes! It's me who talks too much."

The middle-aged man dared not speak out in anger. In great humiliation, he climbed back to his original position and knelt down. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Allen.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Allen's expression became gentler again, and he looked at the young man with a smile who was frightened and frightened by the attack just now.

"I am Li Zairong. Your Excellency, the gym you were in yesterday belongs to our family, and this villa also belongs to our family."

"Oh? I didn't expect it. It turned out to be you."

Allen looked surprised. It turns out that even the villa he lives in now belongs to someone else. Isn't this a slight?

"Someone come."

Reaching out to call a bodyguard, Allen motioned for him to hand the gun to him.

Li Zairong looked at Allen's face with a flooded look on the Dragon King Temple, and he also laughed. After all, everyone is our own people, and it's easier to do things if we are our own people.

With anticipation, he looked up at Allen and took the gun, and then...

In front of him and under the watchful eye of Li Zairong, Allen turned off the safety, unloaded the magazine, checked the bullet, made a "click", loaded the gun, and then...

"Come on, open your mouth."

Li Zairong looked at Allen blankly, opened his mouth subconsciously, and then the gun was stuffed into his mouth.

This is a loaded gun!

There are bullets in the gun!

He was completely stunned, and his lips were trembling.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Allen squatted next to Li Zairong, touched his hair with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Bite it, if the gun falls off and misfires, you will be in trouble. You will die, do you know?"

Seeing Allen smiling and speaking the cruelest words in the softest tone, Li Zairong wanted to cry. He was so frightened that he had never been in contact with such a person.

In just a few minutes, this change impacted his cognition, and he stared blankly at Allen, just kneeling there, his body shaking.

After turning back to the low table and sitting down, Allen spoke softer this time. He looked at the middle-aged man who led the team and asked, "What did you want to tell me just now? Apologize?"

"Well"

The middle-aged man covered his red and swollen face, looked at Mr. Li next to him who was shaking with fear, and then at Allen who looked gentle and smiling.

Now this smile made him feel like the hairs all over his body stood up. Rather than the smile, he wanted the cold look in his eyes when he just came in.

"Your Excellency, this is an apology."

"Well, it's all over. Besides, I wasn't hurt, so you don't have to take it seriously. As for the apology, I accept it."

Allen looked at the middle-aged Korean with a smile, and then turned to look at Mr. Li. As if seeing him for the first time, Allen said with surprise: "What is Mr. Li doing? What's going on? ?”

Then he looked at the bodyguard who had just been called by him and had been standing at the door and said, "Did you accidentally drop the gun and hit Mr. Li in the mouth?"

"???"

The bodyguard looked at Allen in confusion. Under Allen's eyes, he was stuck for a few seconds before he stuttered and said, "Yes, I accidentally fell out."

"Then why are you still watching? Why don't you take the gun back?"

"yes!"

The bodyguard walked up to Li Zairong, grabbed the handle of the gun, "picked up" the gun he accidentally dropped, and shook it away with a look of disgust.

His actions made several Koreans tremble with fear, fearing that the gun in his hand would go off.

He wiped the gun with his sleeve and was about to go out when he was stopped by Allen again.

"Tsk, why are you so unruly? Please apologize to Mr. Li before you leave!"

When the bodyguard heard Allen's words, he whispered something perfunctory to Li Zairong. Li Zairong nodded blankly, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looked at Allen who was sitting there with a smile, and waited for Allen to look at him. When he comes, quickly lower your head.

"Haha, isn't that great? It's not a big deal to apologize if you make a mistake."

When the bodyguard walked out of the front hall, Allen was in a good mood. He glanced at Li Zairong, who was kneeling there with his head lowered. He then looked at the middle-aged Korean leader and said, "Okay, I've said all that needs to be said. You can leave." Yes, and besides, you can also take back the security personnel you brought outside, I don’t need them.”

"Yes! I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, so we'll go back."

The middle-aged man bowed obediently again, and then he stood up with the help of the two people next to him. He glanced at Old Karl, who was staring at them from beginning to end. He didn't want to stay here any longer.

"Karl, go see them off for me."

Allen confessed, and after they all left, he turned to look at William, who had been watching the show silently.

"Any ideas?"

William nodded blankly, then shook his head.

The scene was so chaotic yesterday. Alan asked him if he was afraid. William said firmly that he was not afraid.

This guy is also a little bitchy. When he was raising calves, he was bruised all over his body from being gored by the calf, but he didn't even say a word.

But although he is not afraid, his child is very vindictive!

Children of his age may not be able to remember many things that happened at this age when they grow up, but as long as they are very impressive, they can remember them for a lifetime.

And yesterday, he could remember the incident that happened while watching the boxing match for the rest of his life. Now Allen specially brought him to watch the Koreans, just to deepen his impression on him.

William said impatiently: "Cousin, why do you let them go so easily?"

In the past, Allen always taught him to kill anyone who offended him, but today Allen just threatened him twice, which was a bit beyond William's expectation.

"Haha. I let you watch here today just to tell you that sometimes, like when you meet these Koreans, they are like pigs and dogs. When you can't do anything to them, it's best not to reveal your purpose first. , just like now, just scare them."

"Then let's forget it?"

William remembered how happy it was when he was in Wales. His cousin took him with him in the national park, crowding around, using a big machine gun, shooting whatever animals he saw, and doing whatever he wanted. What now?

Just forget it?

"Haha, of course we won't let it go like this. This is not our place. After we go back, we will slowly settle accounts with them. You have to remember that these Koreans stole our gold medal and attacked us again. Remember? "

"I remember! When I become the king in the future"

Allen stroked William's little head and listened to him whispering what he wanted to do when he grew up.

Seeing William's current appearance, Allen was very satisfied. It's good to hold grudges, and that's how it should be. Children should be trained to hold grudges from an early age!

On September 29, 1988, Allen stood by the fence, looking at the dozen award-winning contestants on the podium in the competition venue. He sneered on his face, held William's hand, and nodded with several guests around him. Say hello and leave first.

The three-day equestrian competition is over. In yesterday's individual competition, as expected, the British riders took the top three with their absolute strength, but something disgusting happened.

The result of the competition suddenly became New Zealand's first place, and the two players from Great Britain ranked second and third.

He won the gold medal while being beaten by the Federal State.

And today’s team competition, haha

As expected, the Federal Republic of Germany won the team championship again, finishing second.

Still Daying!

This is just plain disgusting.

The expected four to six gold medals have now become two silver medals and one bronze medal.

Such a result.

No one can accept it, but this is the home court of the Koreans. With the power of the referee, they can do whatever they want without any scruples, just to fight the disgusting Dae Young to the end.

Allen didn't want to say anything more. It was useless to say this now, just wait and see.

This is not his home court, and Allen doesn't want to be like a clown. There have been so many questions about South Korea's fairness in the news a few days ago, but Koreans just go their own way and carry out the dirty work to the end.