Jiu Ling especially remembered what Raphael said to her on the eve of leaving. His tone was deep and not his usual cynical attitude. As for what he said, it was very brief, asking her to take care and not die on the battlefield...

This was a critical hit damage of 999. Jiuling was stunned for a long time...but she still didn't respond, just watching Raphael's back gradually disappear into the darkness...

When they first met, it was Raphael who looked at her back, but when they parted, it was she who watched Raphael gradually go away.

At that moment, even she seemed to vaguely feel Raphael's special inner nature.

This brief conversation did not escape the attention of those who were interested in filming. Jiu Ling did not reject Raphael, and Raphael did not continue to pursue her. He took the initiative to give up. After all, giving up is also a choice.

Unexpectedly, the truth hidden under his mysterious veil turned out to be a passionate person. How pitiful was it, who could have broken the heart of such an outstanding man? As soon as the scene came out, the hot discussion about Raphael was once again stirred up by the aristocratic circle.

However, even a perfect gentleman like him has always admired his idol, the second prince Shabak, a true nobleman from the imperial royal family, a man who will not lose to anyone in snooker.

The Danteburg Club is a place where the second prince Shabak often appears. In his spare time, he may come here to find someone to play a few strokes with. As for winning or losing, it is not important. What matters is participation, because almost no one in Saudi Arabia is his.

opponent.

Shabak had already noticed that Raphael never missed his sparring session, and when he heard that Raphael wanted to challenge him, even Shabak couldn't help but tighten his anus slightly.

It can be said that although Shabak is strong, on the one hand it is due to strength, and on the other hand it is due to his status. Even those who can defeat him often fake defeat. The aristocratic circle is not as simple as ordinary people understand.

But this Raphael never plays his cards according to common sense. A man who can defeat the God of Gamblers and has observed himself for a long time claims that he wants to challenge him. This is a question worth pondering. He cannot guess the opponent's personality, and he does not care about winning or losing.

, but winning or losing is not about losing face.

Shabak did not respond in time to this matter. He hoped that the other party would be self-aware, but he had to come. If a prince is scared off by a challenge, then he should not be a prince anymore.

Who would have thought that on this day, with so many people watching, Raphael would openly challenge the second prince Shabak!? At that time, Shabak just smiled habitually and asked if anyone in the audience came up to discuss, but Raphael actually left

Before going on stage, he wore his cynical smile.

"Your Excellency, I would like to challenge you."

Under the gazes of many nobles, Shabak frowned slightly when he heard this. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood when he heard this sentence.

"You...?" Sabak asked back.

"good."

Raphael said solemnly, when he said these words, the cynicism expression had completely disappeared, replaced by a look of preparedness, and the look he looked at Shabak was not just as simple as fiery, it was also a desire, an unspeakable expression.

Although his voice was still calm, the words he spoke overturned the perceptions of everyone present. No one expected that these words could be uttered in his mouth.

"I have three goals in life: compete with His Excellency the Prince and win against everyone."

Shabak smiled silently, "What is your third goal?"

Raphael also smiled mysteriously. Although there was a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, his words were quite longing and profound, "If possible, I would like to continue to challenge His Highness. You are the target I want to pursue."

Oh my god, he actually said these words with honorifics. Even Prince Shabak didn't expect it. His cold face suddenly turned into a warm spring breeze. He shrugged and smiled: "I can wear Mr. Raphael's hat."

I'm sorry."

I have to say that Feng Yi's words were very appropriate. He had no emotional fluctuations about defeating the God of Gamblers Phoenix, but his attitude towards the second prince's conversation was a 180-degree turn. This was not just a matter of heart.

Cherishing each other is more like a kind of worship. The contrast between before and after is so great that it can be compared to heaven and earth, and this is described by someone like him who is so secretive.

These words immediately made the second prince smile. At this moment, the second prince looked at him with eyes that were far from cold as before. Instead, they looked at him with a kind, gentle, and inexplicable recognition.

"Haha, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful, so please show mercy to Mr. Raphael."

Shabak said with a slight smile. He didn't know whether this sentence was intentional or not. In short, it felt good, but he had to say that he was under great pressure. Even when Raphael said this sentence, although he was secretly happy,

, but the pressure on him only increased, because this was obviously the tone of a fan expressing his admiration, not to mention a cynical person like Raphael?

Therefore, it would be impossible if there was no pressure in his heart. On the contrary, Raphael might go a long way, but no matter what, since the words have been said to this extent, he cannot back down.

Of course, he did not agree that Raphael was the kind of person who would use this trick to find a way out for himself.

There was no cheering or excitement at the scene. This was the traditional way of life in the aristocratic circle. It can be said that the people present were crazy and far more chaotic than those in the poor circle. They were not human at all, but pretending to be human, they had more gentlemanly manners and etiquette than anyone else.

However, despite this, the heated gazes between the two nobles gathered at the scene became more intense. Of course, those present did not rule out the hope that Raphael would win. After all, not every noble was inclined towards the connections of Emperor Sabak. They just wanted to take a look at the two.

In the scene where the prince was slapped in the face, who let the matter go unnoticed?

The second prince has never been willing to suffer losses. Today, he acted like a gentleman and did not ask for a coin. Instead, he smiled like a gentleman and made a gesture of invitation, inviting Raphael to take the lead in kicking off the ball.

Raphael also smiled and nodded towards Shabak. He rarely showed such a sincere smile. This was by no means as simple as heart-to-heart sympathy. Rather than heart-to-heart sympathy, his smile was more like gratitude to his predecessors.

At this moment, Raphael's eyes became extremely solemn. As a shot was fired, the red balls scattered with a snap. He was worthy of the title of a man like the wind. Not only did this shot scatter all the balls, he actually

He also throws the white ball to the best position and depends on the direction of the red balls. As long as he hits it accurately, it is not impossible to open up the score in a short time.

Stroking the unfamiliar club, Feng Yi fired the second shot, then the third shot, and the fourth shot...

Although the second prince kept an elegant smile on his face, his mood was not calm. It had to be said that Raphael's billiards accuracy was quite high, so high that even he felt frightened. Unfortunately, the ball throw was not perfect.

After hitting Hong Qiu's belt every time, he couldn't get to the position he wanted very well.

However, although Raphael's power was average, his accurate hitting points could make up for this flaw to a certain extent. Shabak even vaguely regretted why he was so strong. At first, he still cared about the eyes of others, but compared to now,

Instead, he cared more about his loss to Raphael. If he lost to Raphael, how would he see himself?

boom!

As this sound rang out, the audience was filled with sighs... Rafael accidentally shook his head when hitting the seventh ball, and actually hit the white ball into the hole! And he himself covered his forehead with his hand and looked terrible.

expression.

In fact, these are not the key points. The key point is that while Rafael hits the ball continuously, he has almost thrown the other red balls to the best position not far from the ball frame. Who knew that this ball missed? It can be said that now,

Even if you let a junior player who has some knowledge of billiards play, he can almost clear the table in one shot if he is lucky.

What an unlucky guy, but head shaking is also an important part of strength. In a game of snooker, accurate grasp is already the foundation of the foundation.

The second prince saw the situation and without saying a word, he walked onto the stage and cleared the stage with several strokes in a row. The overwhelming rhythm immediately made the audience shout. Even Raphael couldn't help but smile and clapped his hands...

In the second game, Rafael still lost by a score difference, and then in the third and fourth games, Rafael undoubtedly ended in failure.

Of course, Sabak's performance was not stable at first, and I don't know what happened. Today, his hand feels smoother and better. This may be his extraordinary performance. Goals that were relatively difficult to score in normal times were scored continuously today.

In the end, Sabak won by a big score.

On the other hand, Raphael's face did not show any depression after failure. This seemed to be a common thing. During the process, although his face was very ugly, when he actually failed, he just put down his burden and brushed it off with a single stroke.

.

As the audience applauded, Shabak looked delighted. Although he still looked as calm as usual, after his words, he bought the drinks of everyone present.

"Your Highness, will there be another opportunity to discuss with you in the future?"

"Haha, you can do it anytime, we might as well leave our contact information."

The challenge finally came to an end in laughter. This was certainly not something that made Feng Yi happy. In order to build momentum, he gave up all the nobles and instead focused on the second prince himself.

For this reason, he also specially learned the rules of snooker. As for winning or losing, he didn't take it seriously. Of course, those gaps were specially reserved for Shabak.

After all, as a top fighter, he could even snipe down bullets, let alone a game of snooker. Feng Yi's control of distance and the force of his shot were far superior to Shabak's, but he still lost in the end.

In just a few days, Feng Yi quickly became friends with the second prince Shabak. In the eyes of outsiders, they were friends who talked about everything and confidants who cherished each other on the billiards court.

In the aristocratic circle, Raphael, who has always been unpredictable and at ease, has also become Shabak's strongest supporter. Although a person like Raphael, even if he treats Prince Shabak, he still doesn't show much respect.

But you can find the seriousness in his attitude.

The so-called invisible flattery is the most deadly. Even if he changes his identity, Feng Yi has not lost the purpose of Li Xiang. Flattery has always been his specialty. He can always give a few compliments in the right conversation.

This skill of flattery without showing off is quite powerful. With his clever words and Raphael's own comparison, even if you have a dog, he can bring out the domineering power of an Erlang dog.

After all, Raphael had already attracted a lot of attention in the aristocratic circle, and with his foil, even Shabak's prestige was increasing with the passage of time - now, the two of them have simply become the most heart-to-heart people who talk about everything in bed.

Good partner.

Of course, Shabak knew that Rafael was not a simple person, but he valued this man's influence on himself even more.

Until during a chat, Feng Yi told Shabak that he was leaving here and wanted to pursue his biggest goal.

In order to retain this chess piece, Shabak finally introduced Feng Yi to a secret department in Saudi Arabia.

Feng Yi knew that Shabak was not unwary of him, but just pretended not to be wary because his information was too abnormal. Although his nationality belonged to Saudi Arabia, he came from a long-abandoned town, and his various resumes had to make him suspicious.

Now Feng Yi is extremely cautious in his daily actions. With his anti-tracking skills, he is able to avoid surveillance facilities and Sabak's spies very well. You can't do this kind of dangerous business that operates under the eyes of others if you are not careful.

Fortunately, with Dandan's assistance, coupled with his agility, his range of action is within a certain area and is constantly expanding, whenever someone unexpectedly comes to the door or looks for him, he can be there at the right time.

He even began to wonder if Shabak had always had doubts about him, but he didn't care so much. Sometimes plans were not always perfect, and he had figured out where the Saudi parliamentary family parties often gathered.

Feng Yi is still testing frantically on the edge of danger again and again...

Unexpectedly, the car finally overturned today. It can't be said to be a car overturn. He was just suddenly recognized. This is actually the same as a car overturn.

"Feng Yi."

A heavenly voice suddenly rang in his ears, and Feng Yi suddenly became alert. Looking back, he saw that it was a beautiful woman who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, staring at him unblinkingly with her almond-shaped eyes...

This man looked familiar, as if he had met him once before, but Feng Yi suddenly couldn't remember him.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Um."

"Beautiful lady, are you sure you are talking to me?"

An exclamation point appeared on Roland's head!

"I, Raphael, don't recognize Feng Yi, who are you?" Although Feng Yi said this, he was panicked in his heart. He started to look around. If there was no one there, he would definitely find this girl.

The execution was carried out on the spot. Even though she was a beauty, he had to do this for the sake of his noble mission.

At the same time, Feng Yi's brain circuit has been frantically searching for characteristics related to this person...

Unfortunately, his brain was fuming after thinking for a long time, and he didn't think about the reason. If he had to name some characteristics, this girl with simple and simple clothes is quite similar to a super soldier named Roland.
Chapter completed!