above the galaxy

Chapter 641 The whole army attacks!

Los Angeles. The City Lord's Mansion.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shuhua said in a trembling voice, "Old Bi, our son has been kidnapped."

The couple only had this one precious son, and they placed all their hopes on Bi Yucong.

Whether it's money, property, or the continuation of life.
Although gene technology is advanced now, they can create one or a group of little Bi Yucongs at any time if they want.

However, after so many years of spending time together, there are feelings involved.

The thought of her son falling into the hands of those vicious bandits made her hands and feet go cold with anxiety, and her whole body broke out in goosebumps.

"I heard."

Bi Qingqiu was, after all, the lord of a city, a man of high rank and great power, who had experienced many trials and tribulations.

He was also very worried about his son's safety, but since they were willing to call him, it meant there was room for negotiation.

In this life, what we seek is nothing more than 'profit'.

"I wonder if Yu Cong offended someone outside, which made the bandits greedy. What should we do now?" Ye Shuhua asked, her husband's calmness and composure affecting her emotions to some extent.

"Wait," Bi Qingqiu said. "Didn't they say they wanted to visit us in person? That proves we have something they want. Whether they want money or property, just agree."

Bi Qingqiu understood very well that money was just an external thing.

As long as he's in that position, he can have as much as he wants.
As the lord of Los Angeles, he has enough chips to sit on the table.

"That's good. That's good." Ye Shuhua nodded repeatedly.

"I'm afraid what they want isn't money, property, or assets."

"What do they want?" Ye Shuhua asked, puzzled.

"Los Angeles."

"You mean the people who kidnapped your son were bandits?"

"Besides them, who in this city dares to touch my son, Bi Qingqiu?" Bi Qingqiu said with a gloomy face.

Ye Shu's heart began to sink again.

Just as the bandit army arrived at the gates of Luocheng, Yu Cong got into trouble. She claimed that it had nothing to do with the bandit army, but even she, an old lady who stayed at home all day eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures and did not care about worldly affairs, could not believe it.

However, if it truly falls into the hands of the bandits...
Those were a pack of man-eating beasts.
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The wild beasts arrived quickly.

Two hours into the afternoon, while the sun was still blazing overhead, they came to visit.

Moreover, it was Bi Qingqiu who sent his own driver to personally pick them up.

Without Bi Qingqiu's permission, they wouldn't be able to come and go freely in the City Lord's Mansion, let alone step into its gates.

At least that's what Bi Qingqiu thinks.

The two men who arrived were one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, looking like two powerful generals.

They were indeed the two henchmen of the Tang bandits, Lin Hai and Li Dezhu from the Ghost Palace.

Luo City's strategic location is extremely important, making Bi Yucong, the son of the city lord Bi Qingqiu, particularly crucial.

This is an action plan developed by the Ghost Intelligence Group after investigating information on the top military and political officials in Los Angeles.

Who told him to spend all his time attracting women and frequenting nightclubs?

If he were a commanding officer in the army like Qin Jianyi and Shen Qingping, they wouldn't have the chance to take action against him.

Flies don't land on eggs without cracks.
Bah, ah, ah, Bi Yucong is the fly.

"Greetings, City Lord Bi." Lin Hai greeted Bi Qingqiu with a smile.

I don't know why, but after following my lord for so long, I always habitually imitate his signature smile.

Whether the situation is perilous or you are in complete control, just smile with your eyes narrowed.
Hey, you're getting into style.

Bi Qingqiu and his wife remained seated on the sofa, showing no intention of getting up to greet them.

Why be polite to these kidnappers?

"Get to the point." Bi Qingqiu looked at Lin Hai and asked, "Did you kidnap our child?"

“Absolutely true,” Lin Hai said with certainty.

"How to prove it?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Lin Hai took a small box out of his pocket and handed it over, saying with a smile, "Please open it."

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Bi Qingqiu didn't want to open it.

The couple had a vague sense of unease.

This scene... seems familiar.
Before extorting money from family members, the kidnappers would first extend a finger to prove their identity.

Real bandits.

It was shown in a very old film or television drama.

Ye Shuhua couldn't wait any longer, so she got up, grabbed the wooden box, and quickly opened the lid.

Yes, just as they expected, there was indeed a finger inside.
"Yu Cong."

Ye Shuhua's face turned deathly pale, and she staggered and collapsed onto the sofa.

Bi Qingqiu was also furious, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want? Just tell us the way, and we'll take it. How can you harm a child's body just because of a disagreement?"

"With this kind of work attitude, how can we cooperate? Young people, this isn't how things are done."

“These are the driver’s fingers,” Li Dezhu said expressionlessly.

He glanced at Lin Hai; this guy's methods were starting to resemble his lord's more and more.
It wasn't just Lin Hai; the other brothers from Ghost Palace all spoke and acted in a thuggish manner.

How innocent and lovely young men and women they used to be!

"Driver?" Bi Qingqiu looked puzzled.

"Young Master Bi's driver was also kidnapped by us," Lin Hai said with a smile. "After being kidnapped, he dared to insult and attack us, so we cut off one of his fingers."

“.” Bi Qingqiu.

“.” Ye Shuhua.

You should have said so earlier. Who would care whether a driver lives or dies?

Before this, they were unaware that the driver had also been kidnapped.
But why did you bring the driver's finger over?
The answer came quickly.

Lin Hai walked to the sofa in front of Bi Qingqiu and sat down. He poured himself a cup of tea and looked at Li Dezhu, asking, "Do you want some?"

"Don't drink."

"Fine, then don't drink it. The tea the city lord drinks is all the best tea."

Lin Hai poured himself a full cup, gulped it down, and then looked sharply at Bi Qingqiu, saying, "Nothing else, just a reminder to City Lord Bi: we are not good people."

“If we want, we can cut Young Master Bi into countless pieces. Each piece is the same size as this finger.”

"What exactly do you want?"

"I want Lord Bi's loyalty."

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"What? Is there a problem?"

"You should know that I am just the city lord, and the city's defense and security are the responsibility of the general in charge of the city. It is a division of military and political duties, and I cannot influence his decisions."

"That's your problem." Lin Hai ignored Bi Qingqiu's explanation and said, "You need to prove your worth. If you have no worth, then what's the point of Young Master Bi's life?"

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The Ottoman Empire. Summer Palace.

The blond, blue-eyed, and handsome Prince Philip strode over and said to his steward, Izzus, "I have important business to discuss with my father."

"Your Highness, the King has instructed you to stay home and reflect on your actions, and not to interfere in state affairs." Iqius's smile betrayed his refusal.

As the chief steward of the Summer Palace, he knew how to maintain a balance between the emperor and the outside world.

In particular, the relationship between the emperor and his princes.

“Iqius, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Os Empire. Please be sure to inform them,” Philip pleaded. Although he was a prince, he still needed the chief steward's permission to see his father.

Otherwise, he would never have been able to get to his father's side.

Unless his father suddenly remembers his son.

A third-rank official is in front of the prime minister's gate; what rank does an official have before the emperor?
"Your Highness, please don't put me in a difficult position," Iqius said firmly.

Just kidding, without the Lionheart King's knowledge, Prince Philip led the Sea God Fleet to support the Tang bandits and launched a fierce and brutal attack on the Phoenix Empire's North Sea Fleet, ruining the Empire's plan to form an alliance with Shen Wuxiang, the powerful minister of Phoenix, which resulted in Prince Caesar being captured by Shen Wuxiang in public.
King Richard the Lionheart was furious and ordered Prince Philip to return to the palace immediately. He also offered Shen Wuxiang a great deal of money to dispel Shen Wuxiang's hostility toward the Ottoman Empire.

However, Prince Caesar is still on a "business trip" in the Phoenix Empire, ostensibly to negotiate an alliance, but in reality, he is being "placed under house arrest" by Shen Wuxiang.

If you want to cooperate, then show some sincerity.

Yes, Prince Caesar is the Os Empire's way of showing its sincerity.

This sincerity is very sincere.

Upon his return, Prince Philip was immediately placed under house arrest by Richard the Lionheart, who decreed that he was not to leave without orders.

Now that he has run to the Summer Palace without permission, it's already a special favor that I haven't taken the initiative to report him to the Lionheart. How could I dare to go and inform him on his behalf?

Prince Philip glanced into the inner room and shouted, "Iqius, who do you think you are? How dare you block my way?"

"Having spent so much time in front of your master, you've started to think of yourself as one? You're nothing more than a watchdog we keep in the palace."

"I'm going to visit my father, the Emperor. What right do you have to stop me? Are you plotting something to harm my father?"

"I'm telling you, get out of the way right now. I won't leave until I see Father today."

"Alright, alright, stop acting, you've gone too far."

As he fastened his pajamas, Lionheart walked toward the outer room.

It's obvious that old Teddy was just busy achieving the great harmony of life.
"Father," Prince Philip bowed and greeted him, "Are you well?"

“I won’t die anytime soon.” The Lionheart walked to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of whiskey, took a big gulp, and then asked, “Speak, what urgent matter is it that you’ve been making such a fuss about wanting to see me?”

"Father, the Tang bandits are going to attack Luoyang."

"Hmm? What does this have to do with us?" asked the Lionheart.

“If the Tang bandits capture Luo City, then they can march straight to the capital of Phoenix Kingdom, and the great cause will be accomplished.” Philip looked at Lionheart with anxiety and said, “It will be too late if we don’t place our bet now.”

Lionheart frowned, pondering the pros and cons of betting on the Tang bandits.

"Father, the greater our initial achievements, the bigger our share of the spoils will be later. Right now, with only the Sea God Fleet stationed at Carp Port, it's far from enough to match the benefits that we, Os, should receive."

"How can you be so sure that the Tang bandits will win?" King Lionheart looked at Prince Philip thoughtfully and asked.

“Father, I have known Tang Fei since I was a very young age, and I knew then that he was capable of great things.”

"Besides, think about it. He has risen rapidly in just a few years and now has the strength to rival Shen Wuxiang. Doesn't he deserve our trust?"

King Richard the Lionheart paused for a moment, then looked at Prince Philip and asked, "What are your thoughts?"

"In this fierce battle between dragons and tigers, we are seizing the opportunity. I need my father's full support."

"I entrust the command of the Holy Legion and the Starlight Legion to you."

"Thank you, Father Emperor. I will certainly live up to your expectations," Philip said excitedly. The Holy Army was the army that the empire started with and was also the empire's first legion.

Equivalent to the Phoenix Dance Army of the Phoenix Empire.

The difference is that the Phoenix Dance Army has been infiltrated by the various powerful clans of the Phoenix Empire, making it difficult for the royal family to use it effectively, and its combat strength has been greatly reduced.

The Holy Legion has always been the mainstay of the Os Empire, and its trump card.

The fact that the Lionheart was willing to hand over the Holy Legion to me proves that he was completely on my side.

Iqius sighed deeply, thinking to himself, "The eldest prince, Caesar, is still in Shen Wuxiang's hands."

Was Prince Caesar still alive when the Holy Legion appeared on the battlefield?

Of course, neither Richard the Lionheart nor Prince Philip mentioned it, and he certainly wouldn't bring it up himself.

If even the master doesn't care, why should a mere servant like him speak up?
“Go, Philip, I believe in your abilities,” the Lionheart encouraged.

Once the decision is made, there's no turning back. Since I've decided to stand on Philip's side, there's no point in hesitating.

"However, we must be wary of Tang Fei. I've seen his file, that kid."

As Lionheart held a mouthful of strong liquor in his mouth, savoring the rich peaty flavor of the whiskey, he also pondered his precise assessment of Tang Fei: "He's the kind of guy who bites."

"Yes, Father. I was prepared," Prince Philip said confidently.

Once bitten by a snake, carry snakebite medicine with you at all times.
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Hissing sound.
The fire in the stove was blazing.

Tang Fei, along with a group of high-ranking officers of the Fire Reaver Army, were sitting on the outdoor deck of their command ship roasting venison.

The meat of the three-colored deer is delicious. It is grilled over silver frost charcoal and sprinkled with white salt, cumin and chili powder. With one bite, the meat melts quickly in your mouth and then releases a rich aroma of oil.

That was incredibly satisfying.

Little Fatty ate with his mouth full of oil, stuffing a plate of venison into his mouth in just a few bites, and then staring at the raw meat on the stove with the empty plate in hand.

Tang Fei said irritably, "Eat slowly, there are still several people who haven't had any to eat yet."

Little Fatty smiled憨厚ly, but his eyes shone even brighter as he stared at the fire: several more pieces of meat were roasted.

The crowd then offered their advice:
"It's alright, it's alright. Chief Gongshu is at the age where he is growing, so he should eat more."

"Watching General Gongshu eat meat also whetted our appetites."

"Yes, we'll have to eat a few more pieces later, otherwise we won't be able to satisfy our cravings."

"It's a pity I can't drink alcohol. If I could have another cup of strong liquor from northern Xinjiang, I wouldn't trade it for even a god."
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Who doesn't know that Little Fatty is the Lord's own younger brother? Who would dare to compete with him for meat?
So, Tang Fei, with a look of 'disdain,' put the few pieces of freshly roasted venison into Xiao Pang's plate and said, "The elders won't hold it against you, but you should still be mindful of your manners. Eat slowly, the others haven't had any yet."

"Mmm." The chubby boy nodded repeatedly and buried his head in eating the meat.

The meat my older brother grills is so delicious, even better than the meat he grilled in Henshan.

The meat that Henshan ate was all from mutated beasts, and it was extremely tough.

Although it smells good when roasted, it doesn't have the same aroma as the three-colored deer.

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Did you two brothers put on a perfunctory performance?

How many plates has Little Fatty already eaten?
How many times has this line been used?

They really don't treat us like outsiders.
They didn't treat us like human beings either.

After Little Fatty ate two more plates, Tang Fei distributed the meat to everyone, explaining, "I was a little clumsy when I was grilling it, so I let this kid be the guinea pig. He ate all the meat, which proves that it tastes pretty good."

"Come on, everyone, you can enjoy your food now without worry. It definitely won't give you diarrhea. Old Kong, eat more. Old Zhao, you eat more too. Husband Xuesong, this piece is perfectly marbled, it tastes the best!"

"Thank you, my lord."

"My lord has excellent skills; I should not be my lord."

"you shut up."
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Kong Yinghan sat down next to Tang Fei with a plate of roasted meat and asked in a low voice, "My lord, when should we attack? Do we have a plan?"

As the commander-in-chief of the Fire Reborn Army and the overall commander of this great battle, he had no idea what the next step of the plan was.
He was panicking.

The Ghost is an independent organization that is only responsible to the Ghost Palace Master Bai Wuxin and Tang Fei, who is above Bai Wuxin.

Therefore, the negotiations over there were top secret, and even the high-ranking officers of the Fire Army were unaware of the inside story.

"Yes, the brothers are all ready and can take over Los Angeles at any time."

"My lord, just say the word, and I'll go and cut off the head of Bi Qingqiu, the city lord of Luo City, for you to enjoy with your wine."
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Just then, Bai Wuxin walked out of the cabin with a blank expression.

He stood next to Tang Fei, his lips moving, but no one knew what he was saying.

Yes, this is a conversation between junior grandmasters; outsiders should not interfere.
All eyes were on Tang Fei's face, because they knew that their lord would answer their questions.

Tang Fei's hands moved swiftly, flipping the venison on the grill with the tongs. Once one side was golden brown, he flipped it over and said in a deep voice, "Gentlemen..."

Wow!
Everyone stood up, straightening their backs.

"Army attack."

(End of this chapter)