London is cold and humid in winter. The continuous rain for several months has made the entire city and all the creatures in the city almost grow green hair.
Gray clouds were pressing overhead. When the double-rotor helicopter Gu Xiechen was on crashed through the clouds and landed at an altitude of no more than three hundred meters above the ground, the London that appeared in front of him was as foggy as described in all novels.
, everything is shrouded in an unpleasant gray haze. More than fifty towering sterling silver crosses and the endless ringing of bells tell all outsiders that this is a city ruled by religious forces.
Under Gu Xiechen's order, the helicopter flew over the low-rise London City at a very low altitude, and finally landed in a neat man-made forest on the southern outskirts of London City.
The neat birch forest was miserable in the cold wind and rain. Countless big eyes on the tree trunks stared coldly at Gu Xiechen who jumped out of the helicopter. Several elite soldiers of the Hell's Angels mercenary group behind him couldn't help but shudder.
Pieces of mist no more than one meter high were swirling on the ground with the wind. Gu Xiechen couldn't help but cursed: "This is really a good place to shoot a horror movie."
One hand suddenly grabbed Gu Xiechen's sleeve, and Gu Xiechen almost punched the person behind him away with an instinctive punch.
The person who caught Gu Xiechen fiercely was a blond middle-aged man named Jack. The short, weak Jack was the most experienced appraiser in the Hells Angels mercenary group and was proficient in appraising various jewelry and works of art.
Appraisal. Because of the special nature of this mission, Captain Qiubearded asked Jack to come to London as Gu Xiechen's attaché. At this time, Jack, who was all wet from being beaten, grabbed Gu Xiechen tightly and trembled.
He muttered in a low voice: "Dear captain, this place is too evil!"
"Well!" Gu Xiechen squeezed Jack's shoulder hard. He pulled out a pistol from his waist and stuffed it into Jack's hand. "This place is really evil, so protect yourself."
Jack looked at the pistol in his hand with tears in his eyes. Several mercenaries laughed strangely in a low voice and patted Jack's shoulders, then surrounded him and followed Gu Xiechen.
There is a path with colorful fallen leaves in the birch forest. Following the path to the south for about half a mile, a dozen British foxhounds suddenly rushed out of the bushes in front of them. This pure-blooded excellent hound grinned at Gu Xiechen
With a roar, Gu Xiechen snorted coldly. He glared at the group of fierce dogs, and more than a dozen fox hounds immediately clamped their tails and fled back, groaning and moaning.
A bald old man wearing a clean tuxedo, as stiff and stiff as London under the rain curtain, slowly walked out along the path. He glanced at the fleeing fox hounds with a slight surprise, and his stereotyped look on the ancient evil dust was slightly
Bowed. "Are you here? The master is waiting for you in the study."
Gu Xiechen didn't say anything. He just turned around and motioned for Jack and others to follow him.
The bald old man led a group of people around the trail twice, and suddenly a clear view suddenly opened up ahead. In the dense birch forest was a crescent-shaped lake. Opposite the lake was a grassland of about tens of hectares, and a quaint old house.
The three-story castle built of granite stands on the grass. To the left of the castle is a row of stables. High-pitched horses' neighs are constantly coming from the stables. More than twenty shiny purebred horses are resting in the stables.
Pawing his hooves.
"Oh, so many treasures!" Jack murmured in a low voice: "Captain, the current market price is at least 50 million for a good thoroughbred horse! Our client is so fat!"
Gu Xiechen also widened his eyes in surprise. He turned back and winked at Jack: "Brothers, be careful. For a person who can afford to raise so many thoroughbred horses, apart from the problem of capital turnover, our work this time may not be the same."
Easy! Damn the bearded uncle, isn’t he trying to trick me on purpose?”
In addition to Jack, a professional, who followed Gu Xiechen to London, there were also thirty elite warriors from the Hells Angels mercenary group. These warriors were not villains from federal prisons, but special warriors who had retired from the federal regular army. These people were all
They are the elite among the elite and the warrior among the warriors. They also analyzed that this mission will not be that simple!
Seeing with satisfaction that the originally relaxed team members became serious, Gu Xiechen looked up and down at the castle in front of him, then followed the bald old man and walked over.
A dozen middle-aged men and women wearing the most traditional servant uniforms stood in front of the castle to greet Gu Xiechen and his party. The bald old man led Gu Xiechen and Jack up the stairs through the spacious hall on the first floor, while the other three
The ten soldiers were left in the reception room on the first floor, where hot milk tea and snacks were waiting for them.
Walking up the spiraling mahogany stairs to the second floor, passing through a hundred-meter-long corridor covered with thick wool carpets, the bald old man led Gu Xiechen to a wooden door. In this short one hundred meters
There are no less than twenty pairs of extremely famous ancient paintings hanging on the walls on both sides of the corridor about meters away. Without Jack's professional appraisal, Gu Xiechen can be sure that these ancient paintings are authentic. It is hard to imagine that one of them will be secretly auctioned.
A family that treasures family treasures can actually keep so many purebred horses, fine fox hounds and so many ancient paintings.
The old man was about to knock the door knocker, but Gu Xiechen opened the door and walked in. The bald old man was stunned, but he had no choice but to take a step forward and walk in front of Gu Xiechen.
This is a spacious study room of about 200 square meters. The four walls are covered with bookshelves, and countless books with red leather covers are quietly arranged on them. There is a circle of comfortable sofas in the corner of the study room, and in the middle of the study room is a
A huge jade globe with a diameter of two meters is slowly rotating driven by a motor.
There were three special metal boxes placed on the floor of the study, and several well-dressed men were standing aside discussing something in a low voice.
The door to the study room was violently pushed open by Gu Xiechen. The people in the study room raised their heads in surprise at the same time. The bald old man was the first to say: "Master, I am very sorry."
Gu Xiechen pulled the bald old man behind him. He hung his hands on his belt and looked at the men in the study. He nodded casually: "I'm sorry, I came a little recklessly. But I think this
It doesn’t matter, we’d better get down to business quickly.”
An old man with a bare head but a powerful beard stood up from the sofa. He stretched out his hand towards Gu Xiechen: "Mr. Xielong? I have read the information faxed by your group leader.
You are much more powerful in person than in the photos. Well, I am Lawrence Lee, your client this time."
After taking a deep look at Lawrence Li, Gu Xiechen walked over unceremoniously and sat down on the sofa opposite him. Crossing his legs, Gu Xiechen turned a blind eye to Lawrence Li's right hand and said, "Then, let's
Let's talk frankly. I'm very curious. Mr. Lawrence, with your family background, I don't think you need to use the family treasure this time to make money. Well, I saw the horses in your stables, and you greeted us very warmly.
Those hounds, it can be seen that your life has been very good."
A young man standing next to the three metal boxes took a few steps forward angrily. He pointed at Gu Xiechen and yelled: "You are vulgar..."
Lawrence Lee shouted: "Shut up! Mr. Evil Dragon's suspicion is justified!"
The study was quiet for a while. Gu Xiechen looked at Lawrence with interest. Lawrence's face changed from red to white. He sat down with a wry smile and gestured to the bald old man standing at the door: "Old Peter,
Tea and snacks, have you even forgotten how to entertain guests?"
Bald old Peter bowed respectfully to Lawrence, turned around and walked out of the study with rigid and meticulous steps.
Lawrence looked at Gu Xiechen, and Gu Xiechen also looked at him blankly. Their eyes met for a while, but in the end, Lawrence couldn't resist Gu Xiechen's aggressive gaze and was defeated. He smiled bitterly.
Chaogu Xiechen shook his head: "Your eyes are really scary. Of course, your professional circle also determines this. Well, are all mercenaries as cautious as you?"
"Others are not. But I am afraid of death!" Gu Xiechen's frankness left Lawrence speechless for a while.
Another middle-aged man in the study pointed at the door of the study angrily: "If you are afraid of death, leave here! The mercenary's duty is only to meet the needs of customers, you are just..."
Gu Xiechen interrupted him and shouted unceremoniously: "Mercenaries are just tools, but I have to be responsible for my people! Mr. Lawrence, I now feel that you must be in a big trouble. This big trouble is why
This is the reason why you secretly auctioned off the family treasures. I hope you can honestly tell us about this trouble, otherwise, I will advise our leader to refuse this mission."
It was dangerous enough to have a sacred unicorn watching from the side. When Gu Xiechen discovered that there seemed to be something else in this mission, he was not only doing it for the mercenaries who followed him here, but also for his own life.
Considered it.
"We are just mercenaries. We only consider the risks we should take. If it exceeds a certain limit, we will not continue the mission." Gu Xiechen said very frankly.
Lawrence smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "Actually, Mr. Evil Dragon, things are not what you think. Even if there is a risk, it will not involve you."
Before he finished speaking, the dull sound of an engine came from outside the castle. Gu Xiechen jumped up, pushed open the French window of the study, and rushed to the balcony of the study.
A medium-sized vertical take-off and landing transport aircraft was slowly descending from a high altitude, spitting out light blue plasma flames. The aircraft was still dozens of meters away from the ground. The high-temperature plasma flames had dried the withered and damp grass, causing traces of black smoke to fall from the sky.
Grass sprouted up on the ground, and large areas of turf were destroyed in a mess.