The killing system in my brain

Chapter 309

After hearing Cui Jian's words, Liu Meng didn't know what this guy was up to.

"Of course, but not now, we need to go somewhere now."

Seeing Liu Meng's expression that I have something very important to do, Cui Jian could only shrug his shoulders, and went out with her after paying the bill, watching her familiarly hail a taxi on the street.

He saw it, and asked curiously while getting into the car: "You seem to be familiar with this place?"

Liu Meng glanced at Cui Jian, "Please put away your innocence, please, look at your current appearance, a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s, and put on the appearance of a young and healthy mentality, like this It feels quite inconsistent.”

Cui Jian stroked his beard and said rather narcissistically, "I think I'm very mature and hot now, don't you want to say something about my sexy beard?"

Liu Meng clenched her fists secretly, resisting the urge to punch Cui Jian in the face, and said calmly as much as possible: "I think it's better for you not to make such jokes."

Cui Jian grinned, but didn't speak again. After getting along with Liu Meng for so long, he has a good grasp of how to control the situation.

After Liu Meng gave the driver an address, the car drove all the way, no matter where it got stuck, it took almost an hour to arrive at the place Liu Meng said.

After getting out of the car and looking at the mansion in front of him, Cui Jian glanced at Liu Meng who was ringing the doorbell, hesitated for a while, and finally, still a little uncertain, asked, "You really didn't come here for me?"

Liu Meng glanced at Cui Jian, "Please don't say such misunderstandings."

Well, this is just her arrogance!

After Cui Jian comforted himself, he happily followed Liu Meng, watching the door of the mansion open, and standing beside him was a middle-aged man who thought he was about 60 or [-] years old, wearing a suit with a collar, gray hair, and a serious face. man.

After seeing Liu Meng, he bowed lightly, "Dear Ms. Liu, Mr. Phelan has been waiting for you for a long time."

Liu Meng nodded slightly, and a proficient English with a London accent popped out of her mouth.

"Thank you, thank you for your trouble, and I am very grateful to you, Mr. Edmund, for being able to facilitate this matter."

A smile appeared on Edmund's serious expression, and he shook his head slightly, "I'm just a messenger." He looked at Cui Jian, nodded politely, and asked, "Is this gentleman your entourage?"

Liu Meng looked away from the corner of her eye, looked at Cui Jian who was stunned, and nodded, "Yes, this is my subordinate."

Cui Jian grinned when he heard this, when did he become Liu Meng's subordinate, but he wisely didn't say anything, if Liu Meng loses face at this time, then he will really be cruel when he goes back. Clean up hard.
As soon as he thought of this, he accepted it with a low eyebrow.

Edmund nodded, "You have a good vision, he is a very mature and stable person!"

No matter how harsh this compliment sounds, Cui Jian had no choice but to hold back.

Edmund turned sideways slightly, "Please come in."

Liu Meng and Cui Jian slowly followed behind Edmund, revealing a manor scene. Cui Jian was amazed, and said in Chinese: "Is this the life of the British aristocracy?"

Liu Meng glanced at Edmund in front of him, and replied, "It can be said that, let's go, let's get something."

"what."

Liu Meng didn't turn her head back, "The lost sword."

"The lost sword?" Cui Jian hurriedly followed, "Our Huaxia's?"

"Yes."

"Then why are you here?"

"When the Old Summer Palace was set on fire, the Eight-Power Allied Forces burned, killed and looted you, don't you know?"

Cui Jian nodded silently, so that's the case, but he was a little curious. It is reasonable to say that Huaxia Qi and Blood Kung Fu started from the Ming Dynasty, and after hundreds of years of development, it has been quite mature, so it should not be invaded like this.

He couldn't help asking this question to Liu Meng. The latter paused and thought for a while before walking down the street: "At that time, Huaxia Wulin was almost messed up by Xiaoyaomen, and there were even masters who came from abroad. It is almost impossible to get out of the martial arts, it can be said that almost all the well-known schools in the world at that time had masters crossing into China with the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, this battle was very tragic, and it has only slightly regained some vitality until now."

Although Liu Meng spoke briefly, he could tell how many martyrs had sacrificed their lives for this. I am afraid that it was not an exaggeration for China at that time to almost fight against the whole world with its own strength. Disregarding the life and death of the people, causing disasters recklessly, and a powerful enemy from outside invaded, to be honest, I am afraid that the battle almost drained China until now, and it has only begun to recover slowly.

Cui Jian glanced at Edmund who was walking slowly in front of him, and said, "I suddenly have a bad impression of these British people."

Edmund stopped suddenly, turned around and said to Cui Jian with a serious face in a standard Chinese language: "Sir, there are good people and bad people in every country, and we can't generalize. The Ming Dynasty almost destroyed the whole of Europe, and then the Ming Dynasty army also arrived in Europe. We have to look at all of this with dialectical things. The entire history of mankind is the history of war. I know that in terms of personal feelings, this way The hatred between family and country is absolutely unforgettable, but the history of the world is like this, human beings are constantly advancing while killing each other, and the survival of the fittest."

Cui Jian was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, "Whether it is a history of war or not, I don't care who he is, as long as he hits me, I will be weak and unable to retaliate at that time, but one day I will kill those people with profit. The wounds people inflicted on me will be returned one by one!"

Edmund stared fixedly at Cui Jian, and Cui Jian did not show any timidity, staring squarely at this old man who was about five or sixty years old.

After a while, Edmund bowed slightly to Cui Jian, "Then you are your freedom, sir."

After all, he turned around again and led the way silently.

Cui Jian curled his lips. He didn't feel much about offending people. After all, what he said was the truth. Huaxia can become the only one handed down so far, and the cultural inheritance has not been broken. National inheritance, the sense of pride of one's own nation occupies a very important position.

And Liu Meng, who was listening to the two people's arguments all the time, had no expression, and walked forward slowly with a calm expression. In her opinion, this kind of meaningless debate is too elementary, and she is the one who sees the real chapter under her hand. favorite.

The three of them traveled for a certain distance and came to a rather luxurious mansion, which could be called a manor. It was five stories high and occupied a huge area.

"Oh~ beautiful Ms. Liu Meng, I didn't expect you to come here in person. It's really hard work."

Cui Jian looked over following the voice, and saw a handsome blond man in a dark black suit looking at Liu Meng with amazement. Cui Jian couldn't help feeling a little tired. Made him quite uncomfortable.Of course, the most important thing is that the enthusiasm for Liu Meng in his eyes is not covered up in the slightest.

(End of this chapter)