There were eight cars escorting King Ling Lai. There were three cars in the front and four behind. The car in the middle belonged to King Ling Lai. It was so sturdy that it could not be damaged by ordinary bullets unless it was fired by a cannon. Even if it passed through a minefield, it would be protected by a powerful shockproof function. At most, it would be seriously injured, but not killed.
According to the security team, on the way from the speech venue to the hotel, apart from the city's regular police force, the district police also set up several patrol points to keep in touch with the security team. Once something happened, hundreds of police officers would rush to the scene immediately.
They tried their best to make sure nothing went wrong.
But Her Majesty Ling Lai didn't care about it at all. Because she did not think that the police force could stop them. They were a group of people more terrifying than demons!
"Your Majesty. You broke your promise. "
The driver, who rarely spoke these days, and even Xiao Zheng did not notice anything unusual, finally spoke.
It was a middle-aged man in his forties. Nominally, he was Ling Lai's driver. Hua Xia's government had no reason to refuse such a request. Moreover, after getting along with him for the past few days, even Xiao Zheng had to admit that the middle-aged man's driving skills were top-notch.
"So what?" King Ling Lai looked up and stared at the middle-aged driver's eyes through the rearview mirror. "Are you sure you can kill him? Or me? "
The middle-aged driver shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I can clearly feel that just now, his vigilance has dropped to the lowest level. Especially in front of Your Majesty, he may have lost all his guard. "
"If we do it now, Your Majesty and I are sure we can kill him," the middle-aged driver said. "Then, put all the blame on me. You can even rest assured that I will live until you are cleared of all suspicion. "
"What a pity. You didn't do it, "the middle-aged driver said, and his tone became unfriendly.
"Ben Gang. Watch your tone, "King Ling Lai raised his eyebrows and said indifferently. "At least for now, you are my driver."
"Yes. My dear Majesty. "Ben Gang narrowed his eyes and a sinister look flashed in his eyes. "But after this, you might face an unimaginable disaster."
King Ling Lai raised his eyes and glanced at Ben Gang. "Shut your mouth and focus on driving."
Ben Gang said no more and drove to the hotel with a calm face.
Along the way, there was no surprise attack. When Bengang personally opened the car door for King Ling Lai and watched him being escorted into the hotel by the security team, a weird smile appeared on his lips. Then, he got back into the car and parked it in the underground parking lot.
Jiang Qing escorted His Majesty Ling Lai to his room. He respectfully said, "Your Majesty, please rest early."
"Thank you, Captain Jiang." King Ling Lai extended his hand and shook it. "Thank you for your hard work these past few days."
"This is our duty," Jiang Qing said respectfully. In his heart, however, he was worried.
Why did Xiao Zheng get off midway? And he didn't pick up my call. Did he offend King Ling Lai?
After watching King Ling Lai enter the hotel room, she quickly arranged the security measures. The whole hotel was so tightly guarded that even a fly couldn't fly in.
King Ling Lai closed the door but didn't turn on the light. Instead, he walked to the center of the living room and sat down slowly. Fragrant tea was boiling on the coffee table, and the fragrance wafted into his nose.
Why was there tea boiling on the coffee table when he just entered the room?
Obviously, before King Ling Lai entered the room, someone had been in the living room.
And he continued to drink tea in the living room.
In the dark. A pair of cloudy eyes that could only be seen under the moonlight stared at the sizzling fragrant tea. First, he didn't salute or greet the honorable King Ling Lai. He just calmly washed the tea set and poured the tea.
"The art of tea in Japan was passed down by Hua Xia. He only learned the appearance, but failed to grasp the essence. "In the dark, a man in a Chinese tunic suit picked up a cup of tea and slowly handed it to King Ling Lai. "Your Majesty, please try this cup of tea made by this old servant."
King Ling Lai took the cup and took a sip. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really good tea."
"It's not that the tea is good, but the process of making tea is complete. It's that the hands used to make tea must be skillful and the heart must be sincere, "the man who called himself an old servant said slowly. "Drinking tea is to improve the state of mind, not to be cultured. In this aspect, the young people of your generation are still too young. "
The man's voice seemed to have been hammered for thousands of years, decayed and old. Although his face couldn't be seen, just the hands that held the cup were engraved with wrinkles like growth rings.
"I love drinking tea, but I don't understand tea. Is this considered cultured? "King Ling Lai squinted and asked.
"No," the man said calmly. "But Your Majesty is not sincere. And you go back on your words. "
The man's tone became slightly heavier as he spoke.
Even so, King Ling Lai's heart still trembled.
Only a powerhouse who was far more powerful than King Ling Lai could have such a terrifying aura. Just one sentence could shock the soul of King Ling Lai.
In an instant, the air was filled with a boiling murderous aura. It seemed to be hotter than the boiling water on the table.
"Old man, you're old. It's better to be less hot-tempered." King Ling Lai wasn't afraid at all. A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"This old servant is just a messenger. It doesn't matter if Your Majesty listens or not. There will always be someone to deal with this. "The man stood up slowly, and a majestic pressure swept over. It made it difficult for King Ling Lai to stand up. Even his breathing quickly became heavy.
"Since you have the ability, why don't you do it yourself? Why do you want me to do it?" King Ling Lai forced himself to calm down. "Is there anything in this world that you're afraid of?"
"This old servant doesn't know what fear is. I only know how to follow orders, "the man said lightly. "This time, Your Majesty didn't keep your promise. Maybe you'll also receive the necessary punishment. This is what we agreed on. "
King Ling Lai glanced at the man deeply, and finally stood up slowly with willpower.
She stared straight at the man in the Chinese tunic suit, her eyes calm and cold. "I'm helping you because I'm giving you face. If I don't, what can you do to me? "
The man's turbid eyes suddenly shone, and his voice was extremely sharp. "King Ling Lai. You should know that if this old servant wants to kill you, it's no different from killing an ant. Don't think that you're still alive because of the strong defense of those security guards. It's just that this old servant's mood isn't too bad. "
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