Prince Hatton is undoubtedly the elite of the royal family. Hatton is pretentious and the nobility of the royal bloodline is inviolable. This makes Hatton very arrogant, not only to his subordinates, but also to other members of the royal family. Except for Her Majesty the Queen, there seems to be no one
Can a person be worthy of bending his proud waist?
But now, this arrogant and powerful prince is furious. The 'Royal Institute of Supernatural Powers' that he carefully established and was most proud of was kicked out by a little detective from China. Even the director Huo Huo
En Ye turned pale in the hands of the Chinese. He originally thought that sending Man Hejin to deal with the little Oriental detective was overkill, but he didn't expect that he shot himself in the foot. Instead, he was kicked out of his hotel. Prince Hatton felt
He was humiliated like never before, and no one could challenge his authority, especially the humblest Chinese weakling in his eyes.
"Rice buckets, trash cans, they are all just trash cans!" Hatton jumped up and pointed at the tip of Horn's nose and cursed. The most proud superpower research institute established for decades was actually insulted as a joke.
In the acrobatic area, Hatton looked at Horn and Manhekin in a state of embarrassment, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
"Horn, you go down and leave London. I don't want to see you again!" Prince Hatton waved his hand and said coldly.
Horn and Manhekin knew that the arrogant prince had really lost his temper. It wouldn't be scary if Hatton flew into a rage. The most terrifying thing was Hatton's cold words, which meant that Hatton was really angry and even killed him.
Heartbroken
Horn and Manhekin raised their heads and glanced at Hatton, then reluctantly withdrew. These two poor people could no longer stay in London. The best choice was to return to the countryside and enjoy their old age.
"Hateful, so hateful, that hateful Chinese, I must kill him!" Hatton took off his coat, leaned on the sofa, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the ceiling.
"Prince, it is actually not difficult to kill this Chinese!" Brano, Hatton's butler and Hatton's dog-headed strategist, took the red wine from the royal collection and said while hanging up Hatton's coat.
"Oh? I don't want to use my power anymore. The Royal Guards are used to protect Her Majesty the Queen. I don't want them to become killers. What do you think of a good way?" Hatton sat up and took a sip of red wine and asked.
"I know what the prince means. I heard that Qinglong, who was once popular in Southeast Asia and had the best killer in Southeast Asia, is training special forces in Norway. If we can recruit this Qinglong, are we afraid that we won't be able to deal with that Chinese guy?" Brano said respectfully.
"Qinglong? Is that possible?" Hatton frowned and asked.
"Prince, it is said that this man has never failed in his assassination, but his price is very high!" Brano said
"Money is not a problem. Send a telegram to Norway immediately and ask Qinglong to come to London!" Hatton stood up and drank the red wine in his glass with a stern voice.
"Yes!" Brano nodded and immediately took the order.
Deng Long stayed in London for a few days. He wanted to secretly check whether the "Dunhuang Suicide Notes" fell into the hands of Prince Hatton. However, Hatton stayed in the palace all day long without saying anything, and there were a large number of elite guards coming and going. Deng Long kept
No chance, all the hard work for a few days was in vain
Deng Long thought for a while, it was of no use staying in London, especially even if the Dunhuang suicide note was placed in front of him, he might not recognize it. Li Kangkai's life and death were not yet known, so he couldn't waste time here.
It's better to go back to Shanghai to find out the whereabouts of Lao Li. Then the two brothers will go to Dunhuang to wait for these thieves.
Deng Long bought a boat ticket back to Shanghai. The ferry departed at nine o'clock in the evening. Deng Long had a good rest in the hotel during the day. At night, Deng Long was fully prepared, picked up his luggage and was ready to set off.
Walking to the street, Deng Long called a carriage in fluent English and drove straight to the dock. The driver whipped his horse and the carriage rushed towards the dock quickly in the darkness.
Sitting in the car, Deng Long always felt that he had neglected something in the past few days, but he couldn't say it for a while, but this thought was very strong. What on earth was it?
Deng Long leaned against the wall of the carriage and closed his eyes. His feeling was always right. London was a place of right and wrong. He must not make any negligence, because any negligence might bring fatal danger to himself. This
What are the disturbing thoughts?
The carriage ran faster and faster in the darkness, and a sinister smile flashed on the driver's face. However, the carriage did not drive towards the dock, but turned to a remote street.
"Hatton, yes! It's Hatton!" Deng Long suddenly realized that he had forgotten someone. This person was Prince Hatton. Hatton was a cold-hearted man who demolished his research institute. Why did he spend a few days
Since then, Hatton has made no move. This is so abnormal. A sense of crisis quickly surged into Deng Long's heart.
"Coachman! Stop!" Deng Long shouted, but the carriage ran faster and faster. Deng Long opened the curtain and took a look. He didn't know when the coachman had disappeared, and the carriage was running wildly in the dark and remote streets.
A sharp sound broke through the silence of the night sky. The carriage was traveling very fast. Deng Long was unable to jump out of the carriage for a moment. The situation was urgent and there was no way to escape. With a loud shout, Deng Long immediately smashed through the roof of the carriage and ejected himself from the carriage.
On the roof of the car
However, Deng Long was wrong this time, but his mistake was not unjust, because the one who assassinated him was Qinglong, the number one killer in Southeast Asia. Qinglong’s men have never survived. Qinglong has always been known for his stability. When he received a telegram from Prince Hatton of the British royal family,
Qinglong knew that the person he wanted to assassinate must be a very powerful person if Hatton, the powerful royal minister, valued him so much. Therefore, Qinglong used his twelve-cent energy
Hatton is indeed a wily man. All the coachmen near the hotel are people whom Hatton has arranged for. Hatton actually knows Deng Long’s actions in London very well. From the moment Deng Long stepped out of the hotel, he had already entered Hatton.
The conspiracy circle, the carriage accurately delivered Deng Long to the place where Qinglong ambush, by the time Deng Long realized it, it was already too late...
Deng Long had just crashed through the roof of the car, and before he could stand still, the sound of breaking through the air came again. Deng Long secretly screamed, turning around in the air, and blocked the car with the suitcase in his hand, "Chichi!" Deng Long fell to the ground.
As it fell, all the clothes in the suitcase were scattered on the ground.
Qinglong had already calculated that if the people in the car were really masters, their only option would be to break out of the roof, so he fired five poisonous crossbows in succession to block the roof of the car, waiting for the target to come out and die. In terms of this move, Qinglong
It's not the best one. His good brother once used it when he shot the five poisonous boys in the pagoda.
Qinglong had to admire the target of his assassination. The opponent's skills were so fast. The man had just broken out of the carriage. He seemed to have anticipated that his crossbow arrows were coming. His body was spinning, and his suitcase blocked all the crossbow arrows. Qinglong emerged from the darkness
He leaned out and prepared to fire the crossbow again.
Did Deng Long block Qinglong's poisonous crossbow? Of course it's impossible. Qinglong's crossbow arrows were very powerful. Deng Long's suitcase couldn't block the crossbow arrows at all. The suitcase knocked away four crossbow arrows, and the fifth crossbow arrow penetrated the suitcase.
Nailed on Deng Long's left chest. As soon as Deng Long jumped out of the carriage, his chest felt numb. Then his whole body seemed to be frozen, unable to move, his brain was swollen, and his eyes were black.
Deng Long knew that he was poisoned. He was careless for a moment and fell into the trick of the villain Hatton. Deng Long pulled out the crossbow arrow from his chest, only to find that the crossbow arrow was so familiar. His eyes went dark and Deng Long's mind went blank.
He was so stunned that he immediately fell to the ground and lost consciousness.
Several people flashed out of the darkness. These people were Hatton's butler Brano and several guardsmen. Burano looked at Deng Long who was lying on the ground without moving at all, and burst out laughing.
"Mr. Qinglong is indeed worthy of his reputation. He finally removed this thorn in the prince's side!" Burano laughed and said to Qinglong.
Qinglong knew that his assassination was successful, and his poisonous crossbow sealed its throat with blood. Even if the Great Luo Immortal was hit by his own arrow, he would definitely die. Qinglong slowly walked towards the man who fell on the ground, the closer he got, the more frightened he became.
The figure was so familiar, Qinglong felt an ominous feeling in his heart.
Qinglong quickly turned the man over, and a familiar face came into view. This man was his good brother Deng Long, whom he had not seen for several years. Qinglong never expected that Deng Long had arrived in London. He was preparing to
Some time later, I went to France to visit Deng Long. I never expected that the person Prince Hatton wanted to kill with a lot of money was his brother Deng Long.
Black blood oozed from the corners of Deng Long's mouth and he was unconscious. Qinglong helped Deng Long up, quickly took out a few pills from his arms and stuffed them into Deng Long's mouth. At the same time, he poured some white powder and sprinkled it on Deng Long's wounds.
, Qinglong is easy to kill but hard to save. What he is busy with now is that he is in a panic
"Mr. Qinglong, what do you mean?" Burano who was standing next to him was very puzzled when he saw Qinglong's anxious look. He didn't understand why Qinglong was suddenly so eager for a dead man.
"Uncle ***!" Qinglong shouted, stood up, and with lightning speed picked up the poison crossbow and fired fiercely at Burano and the others.
Poor Burano and the guards were shot to death by Qinglong before they understood what was going on. They fell to the ground with their eyes open, twitched a few times and became dead souls under the crossbow.
"Ah!" Qinglong shouted bitterly, smashed the crossbow on the ground, picked up Deng Long, who was breathless on the ground, and put him on the broken carriage. Qinglong jumped on the carriage and drove the carriage into the darkness like crazy...
Qinglong frantically beat the two strong horses, and the carriage drove quickly to the outskirts of London. Qinglong knew that Hatton's people would arrive soon. Deng Long's life and death were unknown now. He must first go to the suburbs to settle down Deng Long, otherwise Deng Long
The dragon must die
The carriage drove into a farm in the suburbs. Qinglong hugged Deng Long, took out a green knife from his waist, and stabbed it hard on the horse's back. The horse was so painful that it ran back like crazy, and put away Deng Long.
Qinglong gave him the evil-proofing sword, Qinglong picked up Deng Long and ran towards the farm