Song Zhai, or...
Charlie, a sturdy foreign man, Marshall, who wore a rapier at his waist, and Black, who wielded a heavy sword, all stood in front of the hall and communicated in low voices.
Until a plain-looking foreign man walked in with a high head, passed through the wall of three people and sat on the main seat, the conversation of the three warriors stopped abruptly.
The shortest of the three men standing was over seven feet tall, and Blake, the tallest, was only about half a head shorter than Wei Kui. He was considered very tall among foreigners, but the man in front of them was only seven feet tall. He was about a foot tall, about the same as He Nan, but his build was quite strong, far beyond what He Nan's chicken-like figure could match.
"Lord..." Charlie protected his chest with one hand, took half a step back with one foot, bent his upper body and used a weird posture to salute the man sitting on the seat, and spoke in a strange language after receiving a positive nod from the other party. Said: "It has been almost seven days since Song was captured, and we still haven't received any news about him."
"It seems that the other party's information blockade is still very thorough..." The man he called the lord tapped his fingers on the table, "What about Mr. Song's assistant, Mr. Di?"
"Di was released yesterday. After learning about this, I immediately went to visit his house, but his mental state was very bad..." Charlie replied, "A little crazy."
Charlie paused and continued: "According to what Di said, he did not meet Song in prison and did not know what Song went through. He simply talked about his own experience - if he did not exaggerate, I think he’s lucky to be alive.”
"According to what he said, he was subjected to inhumane abuse. The other party used more than a dozen methods of punishment including waterboarding, needleboarding and torture to force him, some of which I had never even heard of... and he was also tortured because of this. Severe torture resulted in insanity."
After listening to Charlie's story, the lord felt a little strange - didn't Sheng Guo regard "benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust" as the basis of education? However, he did not feel the existence of the so-called benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust from Charlie's description of Di Shiyuan's experience. He himself has been in Shengguo for a long time, and he also has some study and understanding of etiquette and justice - for example, his subordinates all call Song Wuyan simply "Song", but he always insists on using Mr. Song as of honorific.
"Knight Marshall, are there any new developments on your side?" The lord turned his head to the thin Marshall again.
There was a wry smile on Marshall's pale face: "Lord, I'm afraid I'm bringing you bad news..."
The lord's expression was not displeased at all, but became a little happy: "Don't be so depressed, Knight Marshall. There is an old saying in Shengguo - a blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. If we can predict the bad news in advance, then in the future It’s actually a good thing to be prepared before something bad happens.”
Marshall shook his head slightly and said: "I detected that in addition to the guy who retreated with one against three that night, there is also a player who is not inferior at all... This is a difficult piece for us to crack. Tough to move."
After listening to Marshall's introduction, the lord's expression finally became serious. Marshall was a man who couldn't lie. He said that with two generals like this, they should not be underestimated. It seemed that how to deal with them was extremely difficult. things.
"Is there more than one master like this in this small Xuanyang County?" the lord said to himself. Regarding what happened that night, the lord later learned the whole process from his three subordinates. He thought that these three people could deal with the uninvited guest easily and did not come forward. Unexpectedly, the three knights came back with a lot of money, and actually let him The other party retreated completely.
There was silence among the four people in the lobby, and Blake, who was originally active and good at playing tricks, rarely said anything funny.
Suddenly a gust of fragrant wind blew from the door, and a beautiful woman with a charming face walked into this quiet place charmingly. She walked straight to the lord, stood beside him and asked earnestly: "Jia Guan, the man at the head of our house hasn't come back yet?"
This beautiful woman was naturally Song Wuyan's wife, but her finger poked the lord's arm gently.
Her coquettish behavior aroused the lord's displeasure, but he did not go too far. He just frowned slightly: "Mrs. Song, let me say it again, you can call me Sir Jabbar, not anything else." Nondescript Jia Guanren."
Kareem Abdul-Jabbar's father's title is a viscount, and as the eldest son of the family, he will inherit his father's title in the future, so it is not a bad idea to call him "Sir". It's just that Kareem Abdul-Jabbar has always been very resistant to his father's idea of being content with being rich and not wanting to make progress. He believed that he could not be satisfied just because of the title of Viscount, so he came to Shengguo to develop and look for something that could strengthen his power. Chance. Through the chamber of commerce formed by foreigners in the territory of Shengguo, he could fully learn and absorb multiple cultures, which was of great benefit to him.
And he is also different from most of the foreigners who came to Shengguo. Most of his companions who are familiar with him have received favor and preferential treatment from some Shengguo people because of their special status as foreigners. In addition, because of their financial resources as merchants, As a result, they all lived a very luxurious life here, and their lustful traits were gradually exposed. As a man, Jabbar inevitably had a heart for love, but he knew very well that indulging in simple desires was a departure. I have my original intention, so I have always exercised restraint in this regard.
Jabbar noticed soon after moving into Song's house that Mrs. Song's attitude towards him was quite ambiguous. However, Song Wuyan, as one of his capable generals and partners, out of respect for him and interests, Jabbar has always pretended not to know about this. Even though Mrs. Song tried her best, he still maintained the attitude of pretending to be deaf and dumb. .
However, Mrs. Song is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She knows that her husband Song Wuyan, who appears to be a good man, is actually just a pawn for these four foreigners, so she seduces the highest-ranking Jabbar again and again. After repeatedly running into obstacles in front of Jabbar, she shifted her target to Charlie, the most handsome of the four foreigners. Charlie did not have the majestic ambition and firm will of Jabbar. He followed Jabbar to Shengguo just for wealth and women. Since there was fat offered to him, he had no reason to refuse, so he hooked up with the flirtatious Mrs. Song. Together. The two often had private meetings behind Song Wuyan's back, and Charlie often boasted in front of his companions. Although Jabbar knew about this, he could still tell the difference between the close and the distant. After many attempts to persuade him to no avail, he could only let it go. Charlie went.
However, looking at the current situation, Mrs. Song still did not miss any opportunity to contact Jabbar. Although Jabbar's tone was already very stiff, she still smiled pretentiously and said: "The slave family has prepared some late-night snacks for several officials. , it seems that several officials are also tired, they might as well have something to eat and then go to bed."
The knight did not give this charming woman a good look, and his words showed a bit of sullenness: "Mrs. Song, we appreciate your kindness, but we have some important matters to discuss, please." Get out of the way." After saying that, Jabbar stretched out a thick arm and pointed at the door of the hall, making a "please" gesture - even though this was in the Song residence, Mrs. Song was the nominal hostess here. , but the actual controller is still the lord.
Facing Jabbar's expulsion order, although Mrs. Song was dissatisfied in her heart, her face was still calm: "Since Jabbar...sir has said so, the slave family has no choice but to leave first." Mrs. Song did not stay too long. Her lover Charlie looked at each other and turned away.
Charlie was watching the enchanting Mrs. Song go away. His mind was completely distracted by this woman's exquisite figure, but his attention was brought back by Jabbar's heavy cough: "How long has it been?" Are you thinking about your nonsense?"
Charlie turned his head and smiled sarcastically at Jabbar: "Lord, this woman is indeed rare..."
"Hmph..." Jabbar scolded disdainfully: "I don't hold them accountable for the shady things you usually do, but at this moment you are still thinking about that woman?" Jabbar's eyebrows were already twisted. A rope seems to be holding back his anger - he can allow outsiders to do some stupid things, but the frivolous attitude of his subordinates undoubtedly offended him, which also shows that he is usually too indulgent and indulgent towards his subordinates. Ineffective discipline.
"You heard what Mr. Marshall said, right? The opponent has more than one master. The three of you are at a disadvantage against each other. If the opponent's two masters all attack, you will have no choice but to wait for death. Especially you, Charlie. , you were the most injured in that short battle, and you even became the opponent's breakthrough point."
He undoubtedly removed himself from the ranks of "waiting for death". In fact, he did have this qualification. The Viscount, who has been ambitious since childhood and has great self-control, has certainly received a better education than his knights from civilian backgrounds, and he has also worked harder than these companions in practicing fighting techniques.
In fact, many children of high-ranking nobles are not as indulgent in leisure and entertainment as rumored. On the contrary, they will receive better elite education. The more powerful and profound the family is, the more they will strictly restrain and cultivate their own people. , only by making them better than others can the family be more prominent - although Shengguo and Western foreign countries are different in many customs and cultures, including education methods, this is the same.
Hearing the rebuke from the lord he was loyal to, Charlie couldn't help but bite his lip and lowered his head to admit his mistake. Although he looks the most handsome, his strength is the weakest among the four. Black, who has the same physique as him, is the strongest among the three knights, while Marshall, who is thinner, works as hard as their lord Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. This can also be seen on the night when he played against Yan Chunlai. Although Black was beaten by Yan Chunlai, Playing was even rated as "no chance of winning", but in fact Yan Chunlai was a little afraid of this fierce man, otherwise he wouldn't have used words to arouse his anger; and in a horizontal comparison when faced with Yan Chunlai's flying knife, Charlie also seemed powerless. After all, his companion Marshall easily shot down the flying knife, but he was hit.
"In fact, neither you nor Mr. Song, nor even my life is insignificant. Only the interests of the entire Chamber of Commerce are the most important. If these people disrupt the plans of the Chamber of Commerce due to our reasons, do you have a few suggestions?" Can life be compensated?" It must be said that Kareem Abdul-Jabbar is indeed an outstanding leader. After sternly warning Charlie, he lowered his status in his words, which created a sense of solidarity among his subordinates. Then he emphasized the importance and common interests of the Chamber of Commerce in a simple sentence to unite Aroused the will of the entire team.
"What the lord said is that my subordinates will obey your teachings!" Not only Charlie, but also Marshall and Black standing aside saluted Jabbar. It seems that Jabbar's brief words also inspired and warned them. dual role.
"Okay, I've said everything I need to tell you, let's get back to business now." Jabbar knocked on the table, "My plan is this..."
