Urban Conceited Soldier

The bright living room.

Expensive wool carpet stitches up a wonderful pattern.

A hoarse voice was heard from time to time about what had happened in rogue town this morning.

After he finished, he bowed to Peter sitting on the sofa. Without waiting for an answer, he left the living room, walked towards the small door of the manor, and left quickly.

Every time he came, he came in and out through the small door.

And he always exudes a sense of vigilance.

Even though he has been working with Peter for more than ten years, he has never regarded Peter's territory as his nest.

He I don't seem to believe anyone!

"Is what he said believable?"

Peter kneaded his eyebrows in the open hall. After a long silence, he suddenly asked.

In the open hall, I don't know when there was an old man in a tuxedo and gray hair.

He walked up to Peter, bowed slightly and sat down on the sofa opposite Peter.

After pondering for a moment, the gray haired old man replied: "there should not be too much difference. Last night, I received a distress signal from a member of the panson team. Although the intelligence team decided not to support it after studying it, the location and time point of the distress signal have been determined, and the information given by the man is correct."

The gray haired old man was the foreign affairs steward of the Raphael family.

He assisted the Raphael family for 50 years. Even the knight Peter, who now controls the life and death of the Raphael family, grew up under his nose.

Therefore, when he faced Peter, he had no subordinates and was afraid of his superiors. He said freely: "panson was a cautious man, but his army was completely destroyed in rogue town. Obviously, it was not because he was careless, but because the strength of the other side really exceeded the estimation of our intelligence organization. This is my fault."

"It's none of your business."

Peter waved his hand expressionless and said, "the strong opponents, I Peter killed and destroyed, and he can't scare me. The people who dare to kill Peter will pay the price. I'll call up people immediately, and I'll raze Rogge town to the ground!"

There was a flash of malice in Peter's eyes.

He doesn't care if the other person knows his real identity.

Over the years, he and Peter have offended more than one platoon in Europe.

But he's still alive.

This is not how high his EQ is and how well he will behave.

It's strength!

Only strength is the best defense system!

Dare to kill the people he sent out. Even if he had done it first, Peter would never swallow it!

That's what Knight Peter did.

"Keep calm, Peter. Don't act rashly!"

Unexpectedly, the gray haired old man objected to Peter.

Peter's brow was slightly frowned, and his face suddenly became gloomy, just like the sky in May. Originally, the sunshine was thousands of miles, and instantly turned into dark clouds, which made people feel heavy and depressed to the extreme.

"Why? Don't you know that it is by bloody means that I have brought the Raphaels to their present position, which is not questioned. "

Peter's tone became more and more severe: "we are not the so-called old-fashioned nobility. We don't have so many airs and rules to say. If we dare to offend the Rafael family, I must make the other party pay the price. Otherwise, everyone wants to move my Peter's interests in the future. How should I deal with it?"

"Peter, it's necessary to fight back, but under the current situation, we really shouldn't make too much action. We should know that most of the eyes of Europe are focused on us. If any bad news comes out at this time, it will have a great impact on our Rafael family's Centennial plan. You should consider this clearly."

"Lord Taylor has agreed to young Raphael's proposal. After marriage, we can directly control mount Taylor, and then use the influence of old Duke Taylor to establish a firm foothold in the aristocratic circle."

After a pause, the old man continued: "how difficult it is for this matter to be achieved. As an operator, you should be aware that at this critical moment, there can be no mistakes or mistakes. You must be more aware of the interests than I am."

The old man's energy seemed to be a little decadent after finishing this long heartfelt words. He beat his bent waist, shook his head, and walked to the door on crutches.

Seeing this, he didn't want to hear Peter's answer any more, and ended the conversation unilaterally.

Peter didn't care about the gray haired old man's leaving without saying goodbye. His brow grew deeper and deeper, and the expression on his face became more serious.

White old man's reminder, he knows.

But let him just swallow this breath, he can't swallow it!To be sure, the old aristocratic circle in Europe did not want to see the Raphael family marry Duke Taylor's castle.

Even Lord Taylor himself, pinching his nose, agreed to the marriage.

If it wasn't for the imminent financial crisis at Duke Taylor's castle, and the fact that Lord Taylor himself was too old to live for a few days, he would have promised to rely on his granddaughter.

Peter believed that the marriage had never been so smooth.

But!

Even so!

Peter still has no intention of revenge!

It is absolutely unacceptable for him to swallow his anger and hurt his people!

"What kind of nobility, what's the big picture! After all these years, Laozi Peter has only known one truth: a big fist is reasonable. Laozi's fist is strong enough. I'll fight one when I come, and I'll fight two if I come! "

Revenge!

Revenge is necessary!

Peter's eyes were full of war, no longer hesitating. He called his men directly and roared: "rogue Town, revenge for panson. In 24 hours, I want to see the result!"

"Understand!"

The team leader in charge of external operations received the message immediately and gave a clean reply.

However, after answering, he quickly looked at the old man standing beside him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "master, what do you think you should do about this?"

The old man in the leader's mouth is the old man who had a conversation with Peter in the living room!

Sitting on the chair, the old man half squinted, his mental head seems not very good, at any time to enter the feeling of sleep.

But his voice was still full of power, revealing an old and strong flavor: "since Peter decided to fight back, let's fight back, but we don't need to use our hands. Sometimes, problems that can be solved by spending money don't need to dirty our own hands."

The old man snorted coldly and murmured, "the Raphaels But aristocrats should not dirty their hands easily. Peter should understand this truth