save the bachelors

Chapter 5150-5153 [Sir Patrick]

"Ah, that thief is here. Listen, get out of the bar, you're not welcome here." At that moment, the burly man who had just beaten Charlie walked over again, holding a pistol, which he pressed directly against Charlie's temple.

Before Charlie could react, Diana had already flashed to the burly man's side and grabbed his gun-wielding hand.

The burly man let out a painful groan and tried to resist again, but Diana punched him and sent him flying more than five meters away before he crashed heavily to the ground.

"She did it!"

"Oh my god~"

"What a strength!"

Everyone present was amazed, never expecting that a girl would have such formidable strength.

“I feel both scared and excited.” Seeing this, Samir downed his whiskey in one gulp.

"Sit down first." Xiang Nan pulled Diana back to her seat and took the pistol from her hand.

"Ah, you're here. I'm sorry I'm late." Eta Candi said as he walked over, followed by a middle-aged man with a cane.

“Sir Patrick!” Xiang Nan immediately stood up.

Samir quickly pulled Charlie to his feet as well.

As a conman who roamed the streets of London, he naturally knew the weight of Sir Patrick's influence.

Sir Patrick Morgan was born into the British upper class and was a member of the old British aristocracy. His ancestors had been granted the title of duke as early as the Plantagenet dynasty more than 800 years ago.

Over the centuries, the Morgan family's power has only increased, and they remain one of the wealthiest and most powerful families in Britain. Sir Patrick Morgan's current status in Britain is second only to King George V.

“Sit down, gentlemen, Miss Prince. I suspect you’re plotting something. This could land you in a court-martial or cost you your lives,” Sir Patrick began.

“I guess you’re here to stop us,” Xiang Nan said.

"No, quite the opposite," Sir Patrick said, waving his hand. "You see, I was once a young man myself. If I had been strong enough, I would have done the same thing."

What you're doing is very honorable, so I'm here to help. Privately, of course.

Hearing him say that, everyone's expressions relaxed considerably.

"What are your plans?" Sir Patrick asked again.

“As long as there’s one arsenal left, find it and destroy it,” Xiang Nan said. “Also, get rid of Ludendorff and Dr. Maru.”

“If that’s the case, to avoid drawing attention, the beautiful Lady Etta can direct things remotely from my office,” Sir Patrick said, looking at Etta Candy.

"Command?! By me?" Eta asked in surprise.

Back then, women didn't even have the right to vote and could only do simple jobs like clerks, secretaries, or textile workers. And now she's actually remotely directing Xiang Nan's team?!
She was absolutely flattered!
"Also, this should last for a few days." Sir Patrick took out another envelope and handed it to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan took it and saw that it contained a stack of pounds, roughly estimated to be three hundred pounds.

At the time, one pound sterling was roughly equivalent to seven grams of gold. Three hundred pounds sterling was equivalent to two kilograms of gold. At today's exchange rate, that's about 1.5 million RMB. That would certainly last for quite a few days.

“Thank you, Sir Patrick,” Xiang Nan quickly expressed his gratitude.

"Don't mention it. Take care and good luck," Sir Patrick waved his hand and then walked out, leaning on his cane.

“Wow, he’s such a good person,” Eta said happily.

“Now we have the funds to operate,” Xiang Nan said, showing Samir and Charlie the money in the envelope. “Do you want to join?”

“Of course,” Samir said immediately. “With that much money, you could take my life without a problem.” “Anyway, I’ve already lost my life on the battlefield,” Charlie laughed.

"Alright, everyone go back and get ready. We'll set off tomorrow," Xiang Nan said.

……

The next day, Xiang Nan and the others gathered at the dock, first taking a ship to Dunkirk, France, and then a train to Belgium.

The dock was crowded with people: soldiers about to head to the battlefield, families and lovers bidding each other farewell, and wounded soldiers being evacuated from the battlefield...

"Fresh ice cream~ Fresh ice cream~ Miss, would you like some ice cream?" a vendor hawked.

"Me?!" Diana asked curiously, taking the ice cream.

“Eightpence, sir,” the merchant then said to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan nodded and pulled out a shilling. "Keep the change."

"Thank you, sir," the vendor said happily.

Meanwhile, Diana was already enjoying her ice cream.

“Wow, this is delicious! You should be very proud,” she then shouted to the vendor.

"Thank you," the vendor said with a smile.

"My goodness, this ice cream is so delicious!" Diana savored it with great joy, thinking it was one of the best foods she had ever eaten. It was icy cold, sweet, and fragrant—simply heavenly.

"See? There are still beautiful things in the human world that are worth defending," Xiang Nan said with a smile.

The two then joined Samir and Charlie, and together they boarded a ship bound for Dunkirk, France.

“I have contacted the chief, and he will take us to Belgium,” Samir told Xiang Nan.

"Chief?!" Diana was somewhat confused.

“The chief is a very notorious smuggler,” Xiang Nan explained.

Belgium is currently occupied by German forces, making it difficult for these people to enter through normal channels. Therefore, they must find another way to enter Belgium.

"First a conman, then an assassin, and finally a smuggler~" Diana was losing more and more confidence in her team.

"If you say that, I'll be sad," Xiang Nan said with a smile.

“I wasn’t talking about you,” Diana said, looking at Xiang Nan.

"Really?" Xiang Nan smiled. "To infiltrate, I impersonated someone else. I killed someone on the beach and stole someone's laptop. A conman, an assassin, and a smuggler—are you still willing to come with me?"

Before Diana could say anything, she saw a large group of wounded soldiers walking towards her.

Some of them lost their hands and feet, some were covered in blood, some became delirious, and some were disfigured by the war...

"My God, this is terrible," Diana exclaimed in surprise. It was the first time she had ever seen so many wounded.

“That’s why we’re here,” Xiang Nan explained. “If we don’t blow up the arsenal and destroy those poison gas bombs, then even more people will suffer.”

"What kind of weapon would harm innocent people?" Diana simply couldn't understand. Why would humanity develop such cruel weapons?

“In this war, every weapon will harm innocent people,” Xiang Nan sighed.