Eight Hundred and Seventeen Like a Group of Demons Dancing

"Hurry up! What's the matter!" The smoking man looked at his son impatiently and scolded, "Good news? What good news?"

His voice was a bit steep, but he was actually trying to cover up his panic and timidity just now. Although he and these "colleagues" had never conspired against anything outrageous, a person suddenly barged in at such a time still made him tremble a little.

As long as the ghosts of the "Royal Guard Special Mission Department" in black costumes appear, nothing good will happen.

Even if they didn't dare to make irresponsible remarks to the emperor, who would have a clean ass for a rich man like them? Everyone is the same, unable to stand the investigation, so everyone is the same, afraid of being investigated.

The young man who broke into the room was a little embarrassed. After he got the news a minute ago, he was also dazzled by the good news, so he couldn't wait to send a letter to his father.

So, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and replied tremblingly: "Father, father... Just, just confirmed, the news... Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor, he led the fleet to, to the Eternal Empire..."

"What did you say?" The man who was sitting on the sofa stood up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at his son, as if he had heard some great news.

"You, say it again!" The wealthy businesswoman who finally recovered her posture straightened up instantly, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to be deeper at this moment.

"I...I..." Seeing his father so excited, the young man was a little overwhelmed, and began to stammer.

"Stop babbling! Say it!" The man with wide-eyed eyes opened his mouth, and the fat, greasy businessman behind him shouted.

He also wanted to say this sentence, but was preempted by others. The arms dealer Wells swallowed what he wanted to say in embarrassment, but still stared at the young man eagerly, hoping to hear what he was interested in immediately.

"Just, just now, the news came back from the new puppet empire, Your Majesty, His Majesty decided to lead the fleet to the Eternal Empire..." Under the gaze of everyone like a wild beast, the young man swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and finally became stronger. He took the courage to open his mouth and repeated the news just now.

"Okay! Okay!" Wells was not slow this time, he patted his thigh for the first time, and jumped up with joy, looking like he had changed his second life.

"Okay!" The others also became excited, as if they were a few years younger for a while. Everyone had the same smiles on their faces during the festival, and all they had to do was hand in hand and congratulate each other on getting rich.

There were applause one after another,

Several real estate businessmen whispered to each other, and Wells walked up to the owner of the castle, the man who was smoking, and cheered excitedly: "This time, His Majesty the Emperor is going to take the Eternal Empire!"

"Sure enough, it's our Emperor!" The man remembered the cigarette he held between his fingers, and with all his strength he extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray. Then he waved his hand to his son, and said, "Son! Go! Go get my cigar! The one in the drawer! The best one!"

"Long live my emperor!" At this time, the wealthy businessman who was covered in fat had already excitedly waved his fists and shouted like crazy.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Following his shout, the wrinkled old woman vented her excitement recklessly. It's just that, because the expression is too distorted, the wrinkles on her face seem to be more...

"Long live the Alan Hill Empire! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" In the room, a group of people twisted their bodies and waved their arms, as if a group of demons were dancing.

...

"Crash!" A beautiful glass was shattered on the marble floor.

This is already the emperor of the Eternal Empire, the tenth glass that has been broken in the past few days.

Although with the spread of technology, glass cups are now very, very cheap, but throwing something like this still makes the servants around feel very painful.

Immediately afterwards, the emperor of the Eternal Empire roared again: "What is he doing here? What is he here for?"

The emperor who once held great power and played a pivotal role in many human magic empires, walked back and forth in front of his throne, and kept muttering as he walked: "Too much to bully! !"

Suddenly, he stopped, and looked at the silent confidant standing in the hall: "Didn't I kill everyone? Why does he still come to trouble me? Huh? Why?"

"Are you sure that everyone who knows is dead? What I want is confirmation! Say it! Say it!" He stared at his confidant and asked hysterically.

The confidant who stood there without saying a word lowered his head slightly, and replied: "The last insider is being dealt with. Your Majesty, you will wait for the result soon. As for the others, they have all been dealt with."

"I hope... nothing will happen..." Slumped back on his chair, the emperor of the Eternal Empire let out a sigh of relief, as if a hanging heart fell back.

Immediately afterwards, he straightened up again in a jerk: "Could it be, he, did he find out something?"

"Impossible, Your Majesty, all the targets have been confirmed, no one is missing, and no one has been found investigating this matter..." The confidant replied confidently.

Even if it is the Elanhill Empire, even the "Royal Guards Special Task Department" that was born not long ago but has a large scale and amazing efficiency, it is impossible to conduct investigations in the territory of the Eternal Empire without anyone noticing.

"Then why did Chris suddenly decide to bring the Sky Fleet to the Eternal Empire?" The emperor of the Eternal Empire had long since lost his posture and was terrified, asking non-stop as if there were a hundred thousand reasons in a book.

"This...Your Majesty, isn't this the itinerary reported by the Alan Hill Empire before?" The confidant once again lowered his head slightly to persuade: "Maybe, maybe it's just the Alan Hill Empire, who simply wants to continue this visit." .”

"This is impossible! Although I have never met Chris, he is not the kind of person who does things without purpose! He brought the fleet to me this time, there must be something for it! There must be some action!" The emperor of the Eternal Empire is not Fool, he guessed it casually, and it seems that he guessed more than half of it right.

"But Your Majesty, no matter what they want to do, we don't have a good solution." The confidant explained: "We just need to do what we have to do, and the rest is just waiting."

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