In history, I'm afraid no one who always stays as bored as he is now, right? Strong put his head on his head and thought a little lost. Strong didn't speak. Naturally, Velsack and others obediently closed their mouths and sat in the conference room anxiously waiting for the arrival of the demon.

At the same time, on the balcony of the presidential suite on the top floor of the Sofitel Grand Hotel in St. James, London, UK, Vice President Gistin leaned lazily against the fence, holding a glass of red wine like blood, and a puzzling and weird smile appeared on his seemingly calm face.

It has been ten hours since he arrived in London. In the past ten hours, he secretly met with several ministers in the British cabinet. Although these ministers have lost their parliamentary seats in the British Parliament, no one can ignore their influence.

Gustin knew that if he wanted to complete his mission in Britain, he would first need to create a certain atmosphere for the next thing he proposed, that is, to create momentum. These cabinet ministers seem to be incredible on the surface, but each of them has their own selfish intentions, right?

Thinking of his previous secret mistake with a cabinet minister, Gistin knew that as long as he was given another day, he could successfully reach an agreement with the UK. At that time, even if the military exercises held in Asia and South Korea failed or failed to achieve the expected results, he could still achieve the initial goal through the UK. This is called two-hand preparation.

At that time, Gustin was the hero who saved the twilight of the United States. Because he successfully stopped China's rise, he put a big bowl of medicine and put the oriental lion into a deep sleep again!

When he thought of this, Gistin couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the charming scene ahead, he pulled the corner of his mouth, picked up the goblet and slid a little lipstick with grace, and narrowed his eyes with pleasure.

With this good start, Gustin would not doubt that his mission to travel to England would fail, so at this time he relaxed his golden body, and even the bodyguards he accompanied were driven outside the suite by him. He felt that he should be called a charming and sexy British girl, right here, enjoy the two-person world and relax his always tense nerves.

Thinking of his tense nerves, Gustin couldn't help but think of the Eastern Evil Sect that almost made the United States grit their teeth.

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He shivered, smiled far-fetchedly, comforted himself:

1 This time I was visiting secretly, no one knew that I was in London, yes, no one knew!”

Gustin muttered to himself in a low voice. It took him a while before he forced himself to forget the terrifying Eastern demon and change into a relaxed and pleasant mood again.

He held the goblet and withdrew his gaze that was coming to the distance, stood on the balcony, languishingly raised his arms and stretched his body, and then he slowly turned around. He felt that he should go back to the room and have a good rest. Yes, the cabinet minister invited him to attend a private dance tonight. He knew that he would meet many people at the dance, passionate, hot, rich lady, and dry gold.

Therefore, before attending the dance, he should have a good rest and take good care of the dance tonight, or to deal with those seemingly noble women.

After making up his mind, Gistin turned around, but when his eyes fell on the sofa in the living room, he suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning! The mood that had finally adjusted just now suddenly became extremely bad. The shocked look seemed to have seen aliens invading the earth, or to see the demon crawling out of the cracked key. The goblet in his hand slides from his fingertips. The value of this glass of red wine should be no less than 10,000 US dollars, right? "Before the goblet landed, Ye Yangcheng had already had a lazy smile, got up from the sofa and appeared in front of Gustin in a flash, and caught the glass of falling red wine at lightning speed, then straightened his waist and looked at Gistin with a smile. He smiled very sunny and natural.

The muscles on Gustin's face began to twitch slightly. He looked at Ye Yangcheng, who had appeared in his temporary residence as if he had seen a ghost. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but forced himself to suppress this thought and smiled far-fetchedly at Ye Yangcheng: "Sir, have you gone to the wrong room, right?"

Gistin knew that there was a perverted demon in the East, but he had only seen Ye Yangcheng's appearance after transformation, or Ye Yangcheng wearing golden armor, and had never seen Ye Yangcheng's true appearance.

At this time, Ye Yangcheng did not make any clever cloth about his appearance or figure, so Gustin didn't know Ye Yangcheng at this time. But Gustin knew that being able to enter his room without knowing it was proved that Ye Yangcheng's elusive strength was elusive. He knew that he could not call him now.

Not only can he not shout, he also has to work hard to calm himself down and deal with Ye Yangcheng who suddenly appeared.

Gustin knew very well that if he had to send a signal for help at this time, it would only speed up his death. You must know that he was just an ordinary person! Even if he was the vice president of the United States!

Gustin was a little regretful at this time. How could he drive the guards out of the room? If he hadn't driven them away, perhaps looking at the complicated emotions flashing across Gistin's seemingly calm face, Ye Yangcheng knew what he was thinking at this moment. However, Ye Yangcheng did not expose the evil taste of his inner thoughts. He just casually handed the glass of red wine back to Gustin's hands.

Then he asked him:

1 I heard that the conspiracy against China was planned by you behind the scenes? "Gistin, who had just taken the goblet nervously, almost instinctively trembled all over when he heard Ye Yangcheng's inquiry. After the goblet landed, it made a broken sound. The expensive red wine finally turned into a pool of dirty liquid that fell to the ground.

Gustin opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Yangcheng. The only trace of luck left in his heart forced him to smile and said, "Sir, you must have gone to the wrong room. I don't understand what you are saying."

"Bang!" Ye Yangcheng, who was just smiling and speaking softly, had almost his expression unchanged. His backhand was like a big mouth slap on Gustin's white and tender cheeks, and he almost fainted with a slap.

Ye Yang Chengyi smiled, but his eyes became much colder. He said lightly: "Sir Vice President, please don't treat me as a mentally retarded person with an IQ below fifty, or you deliberately pretend to be a cerebral palsy with an IQ below thirty."

Gustin, who was almost confused, took two steps back when he was slapped by Ye Yangcheng. He suddenly heard what Ye Yangcheng said, and his body stiffened there.

From the time Ye Yangcheng appeared in his sight, he had already felt the threat approaching, but he was still lucky after all. But now, Ye Yangcheng's plain words seemed like a sharp blade, easily tearing his last extreme team.

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To completely destroy his only hope.

Gustin looked at Yi Yi's face and smiled at Ye Yangcheng. His hands and feet were cold and he was trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Seeing that Gustin just stared at him blankly but didn't say anything, Ye Yangcheng's patience was also disappearing quickly. He looked at Gustin's slightly dull eyes and said seriously: "Actually, I am a violent person. Please don't try to challenge my patience stupidly!"

Gustin shivered and came to his senses, and suddenly asked:

"You are the one from the East. "I don't know what you call me, but I think the person you want to ask should be that I have no anchor."

Ye Yangcheng pulled the corners of his mouth and didn't hide anything from him.

But after hearing Ye Yangcheng's straightforward response, Jistin felt distressed. He knew that he was finished, and this time he was really finished!

This Eastern Demon has never shown his true appearance in front of the world. From this point of view, it is not difficult to see that this Eastern Demon is deliberately concealing himself!

But now, he appeared in front of him generously, what does it mean? It means that in the other party's eyes, he is already a dead person, and only the dead person will not reveal his appearance!

Since Hengjian is clearly dying, then what is the slander? What is the slaughtering for help? Why should he cooperate with him? Even if he dies, he will not let Ye Yangcheng succeed!

After figuring out this floor, a sarcastic smile burst out from Gustin's eyes. Without saying a word, he turned his head and rushed towards the balcony outside. He wanted to jump off the building, and even if he died, Ye Yangcheng would not get what he wanted.

However, in the face of Gustin's resolute actions, Ye Yangcheng was indifferent, and even shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and asked casually: "Mr. Vice President, do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

Gustin, who had already rushed out for several steps and was about to jump down, stiffening his body. The momentary incongruity of his legs caused him to kick one foot on the threshold.

So he rushed out, but did not jump out of the fence, but instead thumped, hitting the fence with a loud bang, and the teeth that were full of mouth fell down.

Gustin was about to cry, not to live, not to die, not to die. Is this demon a believer of Dedan?!

Holding the severe pain and holding the blood that was overflowing due to the fallen teeth, Gisdin struggled to kneel down, turned his head and looked at Ye Yangshu who had poured himself a glass of red wine at some point. He was drinking the red wine in small sips, and watching him playfully.

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Chapter completed!