"Welcome."
“Those huddled together in exhaustion and poverty longing to breathe free.”
"Those oppressed and pitiful people across the ocean."
“Those who are homeless and experiencing hardship.”
"Along the light of freedom."
"Find your way home..."
At Japan's Ogihana Airport, on the apron dedicated to foreign consuls, a transport plane from the Dark Beacon Empire slowly lowered the elevator.
As one black-painted off-road vehicle slowly drove out of the fish-belly-like cabin one after another, Arthur Bento, who was reciting a collection of poems, slowly closed his beloved "The Statue of Liberty" poetry collection.
Arthur Bento.
The nobility of the world before the sails of pirates sailed across the blue sea.
With a family lineage that can be traced back two thousand years, he calls himself the heir to the fire of civilization.
"People cannot live without faith." Bento said to the big-ass stewardess beside him: "If you have the idea of converting to our Lord, here is my business card. When I return, we can have a deep and in-depth communication on the plane... …It’s a great feeling to make a thousand miles at a time.”
After saying that, Arthur Bento inserted the business card in his hand into the slit in the chest of the red-faced flight attendant, then turned around and walked towards the exit in a cool manner.
In the clearing on the tarmac, Bento saw the main contact person for this operation.
"Professor Chen, hello, I am Arthur Bento, heir to the great thousand-year lineage, senior director of the Emergency Public Relations Department of Monsanto Company. I will be responsible for leading this mission. According to our agreement, in line with the inviolable Against the spirit of the contract, I will be responsible for your safety and obey your orders."
Bento, who was 1.9 meters tall, looked down at Chen Youping and said slowly. However, Chen Youping did not take this trick. Instead, he scolded directly: "I don't know what Marcus thinks, but he would send an idiot like you here!"
Hearing Chen Youping's angry scolding, Bentuo's face turned cold.
My noble self was insulted.
"This is not the way to talk to nobles," Bento said.
But Chen Youping did not give any face, and directly scolded: "In the territory of Yuxia Kingdom, you actually came in a military transport plane of the Dark Beacon Empire's Ministry of National Defense. Do you still think your goal is not big enough?"
"Ever since you entered the airspace of the Yuxia Kingdom, you have been closely monitored by the Yuxia Kingdom's military, Ministry of National Security, and local surrounding forces!"
"Tell me, there are so many pairs of eyes staring at you, what can you do?"
Arthur Bento said indifferently: "Your worries are really unnecessary. I have a note from the diplomatic department. In Blue Star, no country dares to ignore the light of the free world..."
At this moment, a huge and terrifying torrent of steel suddenly came slowly from the front.
As we all know!
One-half of the Yuxia Army's force was deployed in the border theater. While the Dark Beacon Empire's military transport plane was still in the sky, the troops in the theater had already moved.
The team was led by a general from Northern Xinjiang. He walked up to Arthur Bento in military uniform, and then said calmly: "Mr. Bento, in view of the numerous evil consequences you have committed in the third world, our war zone Follow the instructions and put you on first-level alert. From now on until you leave the mainland of Yuxia Kingdom, our army will send people to follow you closely."
After saying that, the general waved his hand, and a large number of Yuxia soldiers with guns and ammunition lined up and "strictly defended" the Monsanto Company mercenaries who arrived.
Chen Youping's nose turned crooked when he saw that almost every three soldiers of the Yuxia Kingdom were serving one Monsanto employee.
Arthur Bento, this idiot, does he still think he is in the war-torn third world?
Can you run rampant without restraint?
He hasn't seen the iron fist of Yu Xia's army?
It's so blindly arrogant and stupid.
Now, in the race against time, Chen Youping can only think long term.
…
Song Ziyu certainly didn't know that Monsanto's pursuers would be so cowardly.
But Song Ziyu himself also encountered many problems.
After the stone gambling was over, Song Ziyu took 100,000 yuan from Zhong Yin to fund the trip to northern Xinjiang.
Then Song Ziyu entrusted Zhong Yin to deal with the imperial green jade in his hand, so as to save the little girl from going into danger with him.
However!
When he returned to the Minzu Hotel and waited, he couldn't wait for Mr. Chen to return.
Song Ziyu realized that something might have happened.
When I opened my newly purchased mobile phone, there was indeed a missed call that flashed for a second. It was the new number registered by Mr. Chen.
Oops!
Song Ziyu's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came to mind.
Is something wrong, Mr. Chen?
Song Ziyu quickly called back, but the phone was turned off.
(I have something to delay this afternoon. Time is very tight. I will update it later if I can. If not, I will make up for it later. I hope book friends will understand.)
