Subtitle of this chapter: Civilization duel, quality reporting.

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"I remember, Mr. Roosevelt. I still lack a lawyer. Are you willing to help?"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Roosevelt. I will arrange the duel first, and you must enjoy the glory at that time."

"So good night, Mr. Roosevelt."

As soon as our Master Yuan put down the phone, he heard his duel assistant asking curiously: "Brother Hongjian, are you a master of national martial arts?"

"Master of national martial arts?" Yuan Yansuo even returned the military boxing he learned during military training in college to the instructor, so he shook his head and said, "Brother Qingzhi, how can I know what national martial arts?"

At this time, Emma Pulitzer asked in the jam, "Neo, then you must be proficient in Western swordsmanship?"

Master Yuan chuckled and said, "Emma, ​​have you ever seen me pretend to be a slut... Well, have you ever seen my sword? To be honest, I can't even use a kitchen knife."

Major Cao still held a glimmer of hope and said, "Brother Hongjian, then your marksmanship must be extremely accurate, right?"

Yuan Yan suddenly lit a cigar, and after a while, he scratched his head and said, "Why are guns... I can't either!"

"ah?!"

Cao Linsheng and Emma Pulitzer jumped up from the sofa at the same time and asked in unison: "What should you do?"

"Haha..." Our Master Yuan smiled slightly, picked up the phone again and said, "I'll do that!"

"Do you want to be in the front desk? Help me pick up Fort Myer, Virginia..."

"Good night, Major Patton. I am Neo Yuan who you met on the train..."

"Major Patton, I'll call you to ask you for a favor. I'm going to make a duel this Sunday afternoon, so I'll borrow a venue for you..."

"Major Patton, why am I happy to find you? I really want to fight a duel with a British Army lieutenant colonel..."

"Major Patton, you will arrange a racetrack for me. By the way, the bigger the venue, the better. I guess there will definitely be people who will be there that day..."

"Major Patton, thank you very much. See you on Sunday..."

Yuan Yan nodded with satisfaction. The venue was finally settled, and the next thing was the equipment.

"Do you station? Let your Frank listen to the phone..."

"Frank, I'm Neo-Yuan. I'll ask you for a favor..."

"Frank, have you heard it clearly? Don't worry about the money, but I want it original, Irish original..."

"Frank, how much do I want? At least two dozen..."

"Frank, what can I bear to eat? What I want is not a woman, but..."

After Master Yuan arranged the equipment, he thought in his heart that pretending to have no friends is really like walking in the night with a brocade clothes. So he picked up the phone again.

"Is the headquarters? Help me pick up New York..."

"An, I'm Neo. Listen, I'm going to duel with someone on Sunday..."

"An, you ask me what I want to do? Duel... You heard it right, I want to, decisively, fight!"

"An, don't cry. I'm going to duel, not to die..."

"An, please inform those friends to come to New York to appreciate my heroic appearance in the duel arena..."

Well, everything is ready, but the east wind is missing.

Yuan Yanshu ignored Major Cao and Miss Pulitzer's strange eyes and found a piece of letter paper, took out a golden pen, and wrote a letter.

He folded the letter and put it in the envelope, and handed it to his duel assistant and said, "Brother Qingzhi, you will deliver this letter to Alexander tomorrow morning."

"This..." the other two looked at each other and asked carefully, "Neo, can I see it?"

"Of course." Our Master Yuan said indifferently, "I'll go take a shower first, you can watch it slowly."

"Bang!"

As soon as Yuan Yan took off her clothes, her two friends rushed in.

He hurriedly covered his upper body and said, "You, what are you doing? Let me tell you, I am a gentleman and don't want to do 3P now..."

"What 3P?" Major Cao Linsheng held the letter paper and said excitedly, "Brother Hongjian, do you think that duel method that Alexander would agree to you?"

"Why don't you agree?" Our Master Yuan blinked, "So wonderful, so civilized, and so duel in the Chusi-sing, why don't he agree?"

Miss Emma Pulitzer asked with a pen in one hand and took a paper book in the other, "Neo, how should I report it?"

"Emma, ​​just say that this duel will fully demonstrate the gentlemanly demeanor, chivalrous spirit, combat skills and... physical fitness of our two gentlemen."

The two of them looked at each other and asked loudly involuntarily: "Are you kidding?"

"That Chinese is not kidding, isn't that?!"

Lieutenant Colonel Harold Alexander finished the letter written by Yuan Yanshu. He suddenly widened his eyes and asked the poor Major Cao in disbelief.

It was already the morning of March 5, 1921. As the duel assistant, Cao Linsheng dutifully delivered the letter to the challenger.

"Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, this is no joke." He gritted the bullet and plucked up his courage: "Mr. Yuan has already said in the letter that you are all gentlemen in the civilized world, naturally, you must make a duel in a civilized way."

"Of course, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. You can also refuse..."

The other party interrupted him furiously and said, "Of course I have to refuse! I am a dignified British Army Lieutenant Colonel, not your Chinese juggler..."

"Harold, I think you can't refuse."

At this moment, someone spoke loudly outside the door.

Lieutenant Colonel Alexander asked loudly, "Who? Who said I can't refuse?"

"It's me." The one who walked in was Sir Hall, the British ambassador to the United States. He held a large stack of newspapers with a blue face and said, "Harold, have you read today's newspaper?"

"Today's newspaper?" asked Mr. Lieutenant Colonel in confusion, "What does it mean, sir?"

Sir Hall made a toothache expression and handed the newspaper over and said, "Harold, read it. Newspapers all over the United States are full of news of your duel..."

How fierce the competition in the American press is at this time. Even the New York Times has to publish the news that "the No. 1 Dog in the White House" in a long and vocal way. So when you encounter news that you are more important than a dog, you will attract people's attention, and you will also have to listen to because of the hymns. How can you not report it?

So Lieutenant Colonel Harold Alexander saw those enlarged and bold front page titles:

The New York Times: The duel rekindled in the United States: Both sides of this duel are not Americans!

Washington Post: Fighting for National Honor: British Lieutenant Colonel VS Chinese Writer

Le Monde: The full record of the duel of the century is in our newspaper - Battle of Fort Myer: Gentleman!? Knight!? Warrior!?

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"Harold, do you know what this means?" Sir Hall and the lieutenant colonel asked in a deep voice after reading the newspapers.

"Plop!"
Chapter completed!