Chapter 820: Undercurrents are surging

In Britain, on a moonlit night, fireworks bloom over the castle, which is beautiful.

Lancelot was holding a glass of sparkling red wine, it was Latour '05, which was not the top.

However, he prefers the flavor that is combined with oak barrels to the right degree.

Below, there is a lively pool party, countless hot supermodels, noblewomen, the entire British high society, many famous people with heads and faces, are in it at the moment, having a grand carnival.

Since his success, Lancelot has often held such parties, he is generous, and he is very good at controlling the whole situation and livening up the atmosphere, so this party has gradually become an occasion that many people yearn for.

Although many people in the upper class circles have a faint contempt for him who was born in white, everyone has no prejudice against parties and is more willing to expand their social circle in them.

Lancelot was more enthusiastic about such parties than all of them, not for anything else, he just liked to sit on the high platform of the castle as he was now, with a glass of red wine in his hand, overlooking the people below.

They are aristocrats, ladies, big bankers, capitalists, but at this moment, all of them are under their feet.

Lancelot never denied that he was a refined egoist.

His family history is not glorious, but through the name of the dean of the Royal Academy of Medicine, he has accumulated original capital by selling counterfeit drugs and uncopyrighted imitation drugs, and then he has set foot in various gray fields, wandering on the edge of morality and law.

However, he has gradually become the capital tycoon that no one can ignore today.

Since he made his fortune, few people have dared to sweep his face in person.

The last time I faced that little princess, but after all, they were royalty, and although Lancelot was proud of himself, he also knew that he was two pounds, and at least for the time being, he didn't dare to wrestle with the royal family.

But...... What happened to Zhigwa was very unpleasant to him.

The mentor who has the grace of knowing himself, and can even be said to have completely changed his fate, was actually killed by a nobody!

Even...... The two killers he arranged in the past were also easily suppressed by others!

This long-lost feeling of failure reminded him of the early days of his life, when he was unknown.

In the face of behemoths, the loss and powerlessness in my heart.

"No, I'm Lancelot, I'm not what I used to be, I'm the youngest billionaire in Britain, I'm the most brilliant young talent in the country in recent years, and I'm rich enough to rank in the top five in the whole of Britain, even in my career......"

Lancelot took a deep breath, a chill flashing in his eyes, and raised his head to drink the red wine in his glass.

He would never let go of that kid named Ye Qingsoul.

"There's one thing I must report to you at once, sir!"

As soon as he finished drinking, the butler hurried up with a look of joy on his face that could not be concealed.

Lancelot frowned at him, a puzzled expression.

In his memory, he, a well-trained housekeeper who had worked in an aristocratic family, rarely lost his temper like this.

"What happened?"

He couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.

The butler immediately repeated the news he had just received.

After hearing this, Lancelot instantly changed his expression.

"You're telling the truth?"

He looked at the old butler tightly and asked solemnly, "What about the Dragon King...... That is, Ye Qingsoul, is really separated from Lin Rushuang, and now there is no one around Lin Rushuang to protect him?"

"It's true!"

The old butler patted his chest and said, "Lin Rushuang may have others around to protect her, but as far as I know, except for Ye Qingsoul, who is a difficult character, the others are just a group of small shrimps!"

"Hehe, of course Ye Qingsoul is difficult, he is a famous dragon king!"

Lancelot sneered, after the results of the boxing match were announced, he was shocked, and he naturally investigated Ye Qingsoul's identity, not a stunned young man who didn't know anything.

"Master, should we send someone ......?"

The butler asked tentatively.

Lancelot groaned slightly, then shook his head violently, and said in a deep voice: "Arrange a plane for me immediately, I will go to Huaxia in person!

There was a cruel look on his face, and he sneered, "Just right...... I've made some progress in my bio-modification experiments recently, and I'd like to see what the so-called Dragon King is capable of!"

The butler's heart froze, and he didn't speak, just nodded vigorously, and then immediately stepped back cautiously.

He was familiar with Lancelot's temperament, and even after Lancelot had already decided, no amount of persuasion would be effective.

Under the castle, there is still a singing and dancing, and it is very lively.

Bai Huahua's body, which is covered by a sexy bikini, is even more attractive.

In the staggered room, the suggestive eyes collided, and in the clear pool, many famous actresses and ladies could be seen everywhere.

No one knew that at this moment, Lancelot had already taken the elevator built into the castle and went all the way down to the underground space facing the pool.

It was his private biological laboratory, and he had been preparing to build the castle since he bought it.

So far, many biological experiments that have been brought out enough to sensational the whole world have been silently staged over and over again.

Faintly, under the silent night sky, there seemed to be a terrible and terrifying scream, but it was completely masked by the laughter of the reveling crowd, and did not make the slightest wave.

……

Huaxia, Jinling Airport.

The weather gradually turned cooler, and when Ye Qingsoul stepped off the plane, he actually felt a trace of coldness.

Although the surrounding trees were still green, and the slender white thighs of the girls were still in sight, a trace of loneliness inevitably rose in his heart.

Time flies like water, and soon autumn will begin.

The last time he came back, he was alone, and this time it's still the same.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little lonely in my heart.

At that time, he didn't know Lin Rushuang, didn't join the Lin Group, didn't know what God's Kiss was, and didn't have so many stories later.

At that time, his heart was not as soft as it is now.

Yoyo sighed, a self-deprecating smile on his face.

It seems that he has really been assimilated by this peaceful life, and he has been smoothed out by the beautiful and delicate girl who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he has not seen him for a night, and there are many thoughts in his heart.

I wonder if she felt the same way when she returned to Jinling alone?

Putting away his thoughts, Ye Qingsoul was about to take a taxi to the Lin family's villa, when he suddenly frowned.