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Chapter Eleven Hatton's Stupid Plan

There were still lights on in the farm hut. Qinglong was so impatient that he didn't have time to knock on the door, so he kicked open the wooden door of the hut and rushed in with Deng Long covered in blood.

In the room, a young British girl was reading a book, and a middle-aged man was lying on a big wicker chair with his eyes closed to relax. When he saw Qinglong breaking into the door with a bloody man in his arms, he screamed in fright.

"Save people, hurry up and save people!" Qinglong shouted angrily, his dark face turned blood red due to anxiety, which was really scary.

The middle-aged man immediately realized what was going on and quickly led Qinglong into the room and placed Deng Long on the bed.

"Mary, medicine kit!" the middle-aged man shouted eagerly to the stunned young girl next to him.

….

Perhaps Deng Long's life should not have been cut off. Qinglong accidentally broke into the farm. The farmer was a famous doctor in the entire suburban town. Deng Long finally saved his life and spent half a month recovering on the farm.

It's a life

The two brothers met happily, but what they didn't expect was that they almost parted ways. Deng Long, with a bandage on his chest, sat on the grass of the farm and smoked cigarettes with Qinglong, looking at the endless grassland. The two were in a good mood.

"Lao Ma, when I first found out that you were Qinglong, the number one killer in Southeast Asia arranged by Lin Jiale, I was thinking about a question!" Deng Long smiled and said to Ma Tiexin

"Haha, Xiaolong, what problem are you thinking about?" Ma Tiexin asked

"I was thinking, if Lao Ma wants to assassinate me, how certain can I be to avoid him? Once Qinglong comes out, he never misses! This is known to everyone in the world," Deng Long said

"Xiaolong, are you still blaming your brothers?" Ma Tiexin looked into the distance and said slowly. He has no relatives in this world. The only thing he cares about is his brothers. For him, the lives of his brothers are more important than the lives of his brothers.

His own life was still important. This time he almost killed Deng Long, which cast a huge shadow in Ma Tiexin's heart.

"Old Ma, how can I blame you? I'm serious. I used to wonder which of our brothers is better. Now I understand. I can't move even under the arrows of Old Ma."

Deng Long laughed and said, taking a long puff of cigarette.

"Xiaolong, you can't say that. We brothers are all about the same in terms of fists and kicks. If Lao Li and He Chao hide in the dark and shoot, everyone will be shot, so there is no one who is stronger or weaker, by the way, Xiaolong

Where did your Taoism go? I remember that thing was invulnerable!" Ma Tiexin took a long drag on the cigarette, exhaled the smoke gently, and said slowly

"No way! I only use Taoism when necessary. This is what I usually rely on!" Deng Long smiled and raised his fist. It's true! Although Deng Long understands Taoism, Taoism is a special method and he cannot be good at it if he has to.

This is also the basic requirement for those who study Taoism. Besides, relying too much on Taoism will only cause the continuous decline of one's own abilities. In addition, Deng Long does not bless himself with self-protection skills 24 hours a day, which is too time-consuming.

Besides, there is no need for my own spiritual power.

"Lao Ma, have you ever heard of the Dunhuang suicide note?" Deng Long thought for a while and asked

"I seem to have heard of it somewhere. It seems to be something left by a certain emperor of Xixia!" Ma Tiexin touched his head and said.

"Old Ma, it's very complicated here. The wind is about to blow again in Dunhuang, China!" Deng Long said

"What kind of wind is blowing!" Ma Tiexin said

Deng Long told Ma Tiexin the whole story of his coming to London in detail. Ma Tiexin was dumbfounded as he listened. He didn't expect it to be so complicated. It seemed that the wind was really going to blow in Dunhuang, and it was a strong wind.

"Xiaolong, what do you think we should do next?" Ma Tiexin frowned and asked.

"First of all, we have to go to the old thief Hatton and try to seize the Dunhuang suicide note to make their plan go bankrupt. Secondly, we have to go back to China to look for Lao Li. The three of us brothers rush to Dunhuang together and take good care of the Dunhuang guys. Who can

Whoever dares to rob us will be killed!" Deng Long thought for a while and said

"I wonder what happened to Lao Li? This guy and Lily have had several litters of children!" Ma Tiexin nodded and laughed.

Deng Long just wanted to tell Ma Tiexin that Li Kangkai was missing, but he thought about it and swallowed it.

After resting for more than a month, Deng Long basically recovered. Ma Tiexin gave the farmer a huge sum of money to express his gratitude, and the two quietly returned to London.

The two of them had been waiting hard in London for an opportunity to deal with Hatton. Unfortunately, the old guy had been hiding in the palace all day, and he could not even be seen. The two of them had no chance to make a move. They would not dare to force their way into the palace. The guards

Everyone in the team has extraordinary skills, and they have real guns and live ammunition. No matter how courageous Deng Long and Deng Long are, they can't do anything.

"Good news, Xiaolong!" Ma Tiexin held a newspaper in his hand, opened the door and walked in, happily saying to Deng Long who was smoking a cigarette.

"What good news!" Deng Long put out his cigarette butt, stood up from his chair, and asked excitedly

"The Royal Swedish Theater Company is coming to London to perform in celebration of the Queen's 60th birthday! It will be performed at Buckingham Palace tomorrow! His grandma's old thug Hatton will definitely appear then!" Ma Tiexin slapped the newspaper and laughed.

"Well, this is indeed a good opportunity. I will definitely teach this hateful prince a lesson this time!" Deng Long nodded and said happily.

The Queen's 60th birthday is naturally a grand event. The streets of London are decorated with lights and colorful decorations, making it very lively. Regarding tonight's opera concert, Hatton is really reluctant to go. Since Qinglong has gone and never returned, on the contrary, his think tank butler Bu

After Llano and several elite members of the guard died tragically, Hatton became frightened. He was very worried about Deng Long's assassination and revenge. He stayed in the palace all day and did not dare to go out. Even when he went to the bathroom, he had to be followed by guards.

It was impossible not to go to the party. The Queen went there in person. No matter that he, an important member of the royal family, had to attend, there was a long journey from the palace to the theater. Hatton was very worried that his assassins would sneak up on him during this journey. Why?

What to do? Hatton thought hard for a long time and finally came up with a stupid plan.

The royal family members collectively went to the theater at eight o'clock in the evening. The mighty Royal Guards and British elite troops blocked the entire street to a tight seal. Now Deng Long and Ma Tiexin were dumbfounded. They did not expect the security standards of the royal family.

It's so high, let alone catching Hatton, it's hard to even see anyone.

More than a dozen splendid carriages slowly drove out from the palace and drove slowly towards the theater under strict guards...

Looking at the motorcade going away, Deng Long sighed helplessly, but Ma Tiexin cursed in displeasure: "His grandma's Hatton, consider him lucky!"

The two of them walked helplessly along the street slowly. After the convoy left, an ordinary black carriage drove out from the back door of the palace. Sitting inside was Prince Hatton. In order to avoid the assassination, this guy did not follow.

Instead of setting off in large groups, they set off quietly from the back door, and the carriage they rode was also the most ordinary.

Logically speaking, Hatton's plan was correct. In his opinion, Deng Long or the person who wanted to kill him must have focused all his attention on the royal motorcade. Who would have noticed that Hatton was not in the motorcade?

, but in an ordinary carriage

However, Hatton was still careless. For safety reasons, Hatton quietly opened a corner of the carriage curtain from time to time to look at the situation around him. This gave Deng and Long an opportunity. The two of them were very depressed and were smoking cigarettes along the road.

, a carriage suddenly passed by, and Hatton was peeking out from inside.

"Old horse, it's Hatton!" Deng Long threw away his cigarette butt and pointed at the carriage passing by and said happily

"It's his grandma's and he delivered it to his door. Xiaolong! Come on!" Ma Tiexin said proudly.

The guards on the street had already gone away with the royal motorcade, and most of the people followed the motorcade behind. The streets were already very deserted. Deng Long and Ma Tiexin suddenly raised their spirits and rushed towards the palace.

The carriage chased away

The update is considered stable. The new story "Dunhuang Posthumous Notes" will be more exciting. I hope it can bring you a different feeling. Thank you for your long-term support to Fafa. I would like to express my gratitude. Thank you!


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