"Run! Run quickly!" Shangluo stood up. The scorching voice has suppressed Apollonia, and now it's time to run away.
Although Wen Yuan couldn't hear the sound, he could read the real danger on Shangluo's face - this was no joke.
Without any hesitation, he asked in the most time-saving way: "Where to run? I can go down outside the wall, can you come with me?"
"I can't walk, I can't climb walls."
"Ah, it's okay." Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Calm down, calm down. If you can't run away, there's no need to run, just save your energy. I'll stay here with you, this is my mission. But what about your elixir? manage?"
"You should ask them about this. They are here just for the elixir. How about taking it in one bite?"
"You will die if you take pills randomly. I said I could try it before because I can wait until my master comes to take care of me. I can try to help you solve any problem. It's better not to take it by yourself now, unless you plan to Destroyed by taking it.”
"Destroy?" Shangluo hesitated...
[Don't hesitate, I won't delay your journey. I just want to witness the miracle of Cathay Alchemy. Mr. Shangluo, please wait for my messenger where you are. 】The fiery sound once again impacted the brain's senses, making Shangluo freeze in place.
"What?" Wen Yuan asked, "The voice that made you want to run spoke to you again?"
Shangluo could only nod: "He used a very 'polite' tone and advised me not to move where I was. He said he just wanted to witness the 'Chinese Alchemy'."
"Tsk." Wen Yuan looked at the sky, "Some people did want to spy on the Taoist secrets in the past. That's just right. Let's just stay put."
While talking, messy footsteps came from the suite outside.
The balcony door collapsed, and a dozen bald men in suits rushed into the door, aiming their guns.
"Hey, relax, relax. You see, we are professional hostages." Wen Yuan raised his hands first, "I have a gun on my waist. Come on, take the gun away. The one behind me is unarmed. You can rest assured.”
The few bald heads who entered were stunned. They had broken down many times, but this was the first time they saw this kind of "professional hostage". He knew the kidnapping process very clearly, and he even cooperated very well in disarming himself to prevent unnecessary conflicts between the two parties.
The bald heads looked at each other, but they were wearing sunglasses. Wen Yuan's behavior had a mental impact on them, and no one dared to step forward to grab the gun.
"Tsk, why are you so unprofessional?" Wen Yuan took out the gun with the speed of a cowboy, then bent down at lightning speed and slid the gun along the ground to prevent the muzzle from touching the ground. Fire.
Before the bald heads who were whispering could react, the gun was at their feet.
No one dared to lower their head to pick up the gun. Everyone still pointed their guns forward. The more Wen Yuan showed his "sincerity", the more afraid they became.
"Put the gun down." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
Palca, the king of Chichen Itza, appeared from behind the crowd. At this time, he had changed out of his traditional cotton ethnic clothes and put on a slim-fitting suit.
The suit, or suit, was a popular style in the Roman Empire. Different from the traditional loose clothing of the Romans, this kind of suit originated from the narrow clothing style of the Germans and is a "barbarian habit." But the Romans didn't care about barbarian habits, they liked to wear these. This kind of dress has now become the casual attire of Roman senators to distinguish them from the togas they wore on formal occasions.
"Sorry, it's my first time to do this kind of thing, so I'm not very professional." Palka bowed deeply to the two people in front of him, "But I have a last resort. Mr. Shangluo, you should know the reason. Mr. Wenyuan , you have seen my plan from the first time we met? That’s why you showed me force."
"I just felt the need to show it to you because you really don't look normal."
"Then I still advise you to stay calm and don't move. I know these unprofessional Mayans can't stop you two. This is also their first time. But please go downstairs. You will know when you go downstairs."
Downstairs, black limousines lined up in front of the hotel. Facing the entrance of the hotel is an elongated "Imbrado" car with two pairs of exaggerated rear wheels at the rear to ensure ultimate comfort for guests sitting in the back seat.
The large sofa is designed for passengers to relax in the horizontal position in the car, which is the Romans' favorite when relaxing. The carriages also came with bulletproof steel plates and bulletproof glass when they left the factory to cope with the "complex environment" in the Roman Empire.
A group of people took the elevator downstairs. Neither party said a word the whole time and just left the hotel lobby. The furnace of elixirs was also carried behind the cauldron, but it was covered with a white cloth.
Beside the car door, Maya, who was standing guard at the door earlier, had opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation. A golden light shone faintly inside the door.
"Mr. Shangluo, please get in this car. Another one, please get in the back one."
"Only this won't work." Wen Yuan took a few steps forward and held the car door. "I have to stay with him. Otherwise, how do I know whether you can guarantee his safety?"
[I swear by the Styx River. If you follow my arrangements, I will definitely ensure your personal safety, and I will definitely give you your freedom. ] Helios's voice sounded from the void, [I have no ill intentions towards you, I just want to witness the Cathay magic. 】
"Are you sure?" Shangluo looked at the sky.
[I cannot break any oath I make to the Styx River. Otherwise, I will suffer the backlash of karma and be abandoned by fate. So, you can rest assured. 】
"Okay." Shangluo patted Wenyuan on the shoulder and conveyed this message to him.
"Then, pay attention to your own safety." He didn't say much, but chose to trust Shangluo's judgment and walked towards the car behind him.
...
After sitting firmly in the car, Shangluo raised his head and saw the person he wanted to talk to.
In the stretched car, the distance between him and the other party was more than two meters away, and a white lion lay prone on the carpet between the two of them. The lion was taking a nap with his eyes closed, and even when a stranger came through the door, he showed no signs of being rude. The lion's head was leaning against the front of the seat, and his slender hands were stroking the lion's mane.
A golden single ponytail hangs from the shoulder, and the tailored suit shows a deep black color. A two-meter golden spear lay across her knees - noticing Shangluo's arrival, the owner of the spear withdrew his hand from stroking the lion's mane and picked up the wine glass.
She took a slow sip. The wine in the glass was as clear as ruby and shining like the midsummer of the Mediterranean.
"So, my father has talked with you?" the girl asked him.
"Yes. So you are Phaethon?"
The girl nodded slightly and put the wine glass next to her: "Okay, let's get started, Apollonia's contractor. My father wants to negotiate a business deal with you."
