Urban Conceited Soldier

"Approve the request."

Peter picked his eyebrows, and some unexpected things went so well.

But he didn't take it to heart.

Just think about it. What can a mercenary team that made a lot of famous five years ago reappear in front of the world five years ago?

It's just that the money is spent and there is not enough money to make money.

I have no choice but to go back to my old job.

But five years is enough to change a lot of problems.

A nest in the nest, rest for five years of the tiger, his teeth will be as sharp as ever?

Will his hunting desire be as strong as ever?

Will his sense of crisis be as keen as ever?

The answer lies in the heart.

Panson's intelligence team quickly collected the location information of the other party's members, which is a good proof.

"Yes

Panson saw Peter wave his hand, motioned to leave, bowed himself in a hurry, stepped out of the hall of the castle, began to gather people, and rushed to the target location.

In the Chateau of the Raphael family.

Peter got up and left the fireplace which had been sitting for a day and walked towards the building where his nephew was.

The Raphael family started at the end of the day, and did not have many outdated but resolute rules like other old European aristocrats.

As the actual controller of the entire Raphael family.

Peter is satisfied with the situation.

The only thing he was not satisfied with was that the system and lifestyle he was satisfied with were denounced as a symbol of the nouveau riche in front of the so-called old orthodox aristocrats.

Even if the Raphael family accumulated more money and made greater contributions to charity.

The Raphael family still had no place in front of the smelly and hard orthodox aristocrats.

This is what Peter is angry about, and he is eager to change.

It is for this reason that after experiencing complicated operation and interest exchange, Peter finally set foot on the castle of Mount Taylor with his nephew, young Raphael, the helmsman of the future Raphael family.

Standing in front of Duke Taylor, he solemnly proposed to him.

As long as the future Duchess Aisha marries the Raphaels.

At that time, who dares to say that the Raphael family had no accumulation, and only relied on luck and means to steal high positions?

To raise a family of nobility who did not have to produce was no effort for the Raphael family's present financial resources.

And there was a bigger vision in Peter's heart.

He wants to let the Raphael family stand in Europe, to be the insurmountable peak in the eyes of the world!

50 years later, 100 years later.

When the European people mention the Raphael family, they will no longer be confined to the commercial empire and will be rich in all directions.

They were shocked by the glory and history of their families.

And he who created it, Raphael Peter, will be famous forever!

For money, wealth, and even power, status, violence, Peter's mind is not too obsessive.

In his view, both money and arms are only a means to achieve an end.

Weapons are used to suppress rebels, disobedient forces.

Money is used to make friends with people who are worth attracting and can be compromised.

The destination of all these will surely lead to the eternal glory of the Raphael family.

Peter, standing outside the door of little Raphael's house, put away his boundless reverie, and with a smile he knocked on the door.

"Uncle, why are you here? Please come in!"

Little Raphael, in his loose pajamas, looked as if he had just got out of bed.

There was a little flustered look on his face.

For his uncle, little Raphael was far more afraid of thoughts than of kindness.

Come to find yourself late at night, is there something wrong with the engagement?

This is the last thing Rafael wants to see!

He really likes Issa very much.

I love her face and her halo.

Little Raphael felt that this was love itself.

He likes all of Elsa, and thinks that with his own identity, he can give her a good life.

"I don't have to be so restrained in front of me. Our family's rules are not like those who inherit the aristocracy. You don't have to learn from them. Just be natural."

The smile on Peter's face disappeared after the door opened.

He is very good at hiding his emotions.

Even in front of the people closest to you.

"I came to you today to find out what you think."

Peter sat down on the sofa in little Raphael's room, cocked up his legs, pondered a little, and said to the point, "what do you think of completing your engagement with Elsa, the granddaughter of Duke Taylor, as soon as possible?""As soon as possible? How fast is it, really? "

Little Raphael was stunned at first, then he felt the joy of the explosion from his chest, spread to his whole body, occupied every cell in his mind.

"Calm down, you can show your emotions in front of me, but on the outside, I hope you can hide your true thoughts. In the future, even if you like Duke Taylor's granddaughter, you should also restrain yourself, understand?"

Peter frowned deeper.

Getting married as soon as possible is something he really wants to push forward.

Because he had a lot of things to deal with, he didn't want to waste too much time on the proud Duke of Taylor.

To inform young Rafael in advance is also to hope that he can be prepared in advance.

But now it seems that his nephew's spiritual cultivation is far from home.

"Why?"

Little Raphael looked at his uncle with a deep lock in his brow, bewildered.

"Because you have to remember that your father is old, and from the moment I am exhausted and can no longer run for the family, you are the new master of the Raphael family. Every word, every look and every movement you make will represent the future of our family."

Peter accentuated his tone, looked directly at little Raphael, and said in a sharp voice, "I don't want the future master of the Raphael family to be played by a woman among the applause. Don't let me down, will you?"

"Uncle I see... "

Peter's words, let little Raphael bear a great pressure, he bravely nodded, the joy on his face disappeared, replaced by incomparable heavy and depression.

Seeing his appearance, Peter stood up, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "don't worry, that day is not coming so soon. You don't have to be so nervous. I'll help you clear the obstacles in the way All obstacles! "

In the night, the light is like beans.

Peter, who walked out of his nephew's building, touched his chin and thought of the task entrusted to him by master mo.

He immediately shook his head and went straight back to his room to rest.

There is no need for him to ask about this little matter in person.

Tomorrow morning, before dawn, he will see satisfactory results.

He believes in the strength of his men.

Thirty miles is not a long distance.

After he got up and ate breakfast, he should be able to see the stupid mercenary who was bound up in all kinds of ways.