Urban God-level Selection System

"Shut up! I don't want you to move Zhang Wanlin, don't move!"

Jiang Zhengfeng gritted his teeth and looked at Jiang Zhengfang, "Now, call immediately and let your people leave Zhang Wanlin's side."

After taking a deep breath, Jiang Zhengfeng took a cup of water from the table and drank it. Then he continued: "If you let me know that you are still moving Zhang Wanlin in secret, don't blame me for being a big brother.

When Zhang Wanlin left the Jiang family, he was asked to get rid of Jiang Zhengfang as soon as possible, but they were half-brothers after all. Although they had different thoughts, they were all Jiang's family.

In this most difficult period of the Jiang family, he does not want to and is not willing to get rid of his younger brother, but if he really threatens his life because of this younger brother, then he will have to make a choice.

Jiang Zhengfang was finally stunned by Jiang Zhengfeng's fierce eyes. He has been making small movements all these years. Jiang Zhengfeng knows how much he knows.

And he knows how many Jiang Zhengfeng's secrets are, and Jiang Zhengfeng knows well. The two brothers have maintained this degree to run the Jiang family after being driven out of Kyoto, which has never changed in decades.

Today Jiang Zhengfeng asked himself to give up something so seriously, Jiang Zhengfang did not dare not follow, he knew that as long as he did not follow, he might see the king next second! Jiang Zhengfang shivered and took out his mobile phone to give a call to the people ambushing at Angkor Lanka Airport: "You all evacuate me, don't move Zhang Wanlin..." Outside the Angkor Lanka Airport, the Jiang family who was already ready to start After getting the call from Jiang Zhengfang, the killer immediately stopped, and then retreated and left.

Several other killers are unknown, so I thought that things had changed, and I was finally scared to evacuate. An upcoming crisis was temporarily resolved under the threat of Zhang Wanlin's life and death signs.

"Hello, President Duan, why is there no one to pick up the plane when you arrive in Dengguo?

Wouldn’t you arrange people to manage our food and living during this trip to the country? "

Zhou Yutang looked at Duan Tianhang with some doubt.

Duan Tianhang said with a smile: "Our time is ahead of time. The people who came to deal with trivia for us three days before our departure were too late, so I did not let them come."

"Ah! What then?

There are a lot of people who come here to travel in Lanka. If you don’t reserve a room in advance, where do we go? "

Zhou Yutang said with a headache.

When Zhang Wanlin was about to mention that he had a manor in Lanka, Angkor, there were suddenly two well-dressed foreign men coming out of the airport.

The tall foreign man walked up to Duan Tianhang with a smile, and was stopped by Long Wu.

So he shrugged and asked Duan Tianhang with a smile: "Isn't this Mr. Duan?

How can you come to travel in Great Britain? "

This man speaks the language of Great Britain, and Zhang Wanlin's foreign language is the worst. He looked at Zhou Yutang on the side of his face with confusion. Zhou Yutang immediately understood it and whispered a translation to Zhang Wanlin.

Duan Tianhang frowned when he saw the coming person. Although he was very resistant to dealing with this person, he was after all a place for others. He still politely said: "I am here to attend the auction."

But what surprised Zhang Wanlin was that Duan Tianhang replied that the tall foreign man was using Mandarin Chinese, which made Zhang Wanlin a little puzzled.

Just when he thought that Duan Tianhang had brought an interpreter, the foreign man was surprised, and he also spoke Mandarin Chinese: "Mr. Duan, don’t you want to buy our national treasure back?"

"Ha! Some people just do their best. Even if the National Treasure of the Great Britain is auctioned, it will be sky high!"

"The richest man in China wants to buy it, hum, even if you spend all your money, I'm afraid you can't buy it."

At this time, the short man, Deng Guo, also spoke Mandarin Chinese, but he was full of mockery.

Duan Tianhang hadn't annoyed this person's sarcasm. Zhou Yutang, a fledgling young man, couldn't help but shouted at the man, "Hey, what the **** are you talking about?"

How do you know we can't buy it? "

"Again, is that your national treasure?

That's the national treasure of our country of China. You robbers robbed them of this account two hundred years ago. We Chinese people haven't counted with you yet! "

Zhou Yutang glared at the two people from the Great Kingdom, and the words made them blushing. They glanced at each other, and then directed their anger at Duan Tianhang: "Mr. Duan, is this the quality of your Chinese people?"

Duan Tianhang hadn't spoken yet, Zhang Wanlin stood up and said: "We Chinese people naturally treat their own qualities very well, but what are the uses of such so-called qualities when dealing with outsiders with improper intentions?"

"What are you again?"

"A poor acid ghost without a hundred dollars in your clothes, you are not worthy of talking to us noble jazz!"

Seeing another person coming to choke them, the short man in the country suddenly began to suppress people with his status.

The tall people of the Kingdom of Bolivia immediately raised their heads proudly to everyone: "That is, we are the noble barons of the Kingdom, since you foreigners have come, we must observe the etiquette of our country."

"Oh?

What etiquette? "

Zhang Wanlin looked at the two curiously, but was it just a baron?

If that is the Duke of Great Britain, the tail must not be lifted up to the sky?

After glancing at each other, the two British people did not answer Zhang Wanlin's meaning, and turned around directly to stop talking to Zhang Wanlin.

Seeing this, Zhou Yutang was so angry that he rushed over and started, and Long Si hurriedly stopped: "Mr. Zhou, don't be excited. Since they can hold the baron seat in the British state, they show that they have an extraordinary status and should not be offended."

"Let's go."

Duan Tianhang shook his head and didn't want to waste time with those two British people.

He pointed to a premium extended Lincoln parked in front of him and said, "That car is a VIP car at the airport. Let's take this car to stay at a hotel near the auction house."

So the seven men brought by Duan Tianhang immediately took the luggage of Duan Tianhang and others, and Duan Tianhang took everyone.

The two British people saw Duan Tianhang ignoring them, and they just walked away after they said they were following their country's etiquette, and they immediately caught up.

The VIP driver, who had already negotiated the price and was about to leave, saw the two British men and immediately rushed down the car.

He bowed respectfully to the two of them: "Oh, the two baron masters I respect, I wonder if you two need to tell the villain to do something?"

The two Great Americans squinted at Zhang Wanlin and others who had already been seated in the car.

Then the tall man said: "We are going to the hotel, you send us to go, but we don't want to take a car with the lowly civilians, I think you understand me?"