Having just experienced the fundraising session, Lancelot was impressed by the sound.

"Ye Qing Soul!"

He reacted immediately, turned his head sharply, and really saw the face that made him hate and fear.

"That's right, but unfortunately there is no reward. ”

Ye Qingsoul grinned at him, a mouthful of white teeth, which was chilling.

"Damn, when did he get here!"

"Yes...... The riot just now...... It was all made by this guy! He killed the person, and Chu Zhongtian was also rescued by him!"

"If he can save Chu Zhongtian, there is no reason why he can't save Lin Rushuang, but he didn't do it, there is only one reason...... He wanted Lin Rushuang as bait......"

"He wants to kill me!"

In an instant, thousands of thoughts flashed through Lancelot's mind, as if a thunderbolt had fallen from his head, and he was sweating in an instant. There was almost no hesitation, a fierce color flashed in his eyes, and without saying a word, he pounced directly on Lin Rushuang.

He wants to take Lin Rushuang as a hostage!

It's a pity that although his movements are fast, Ye Qingsoul is a line faster, obviously he fell to the ground limply one second, looking like he was going to die, and the next second he jumped up like lightning, and struck it like lightning.

A volley that hit Lancelot in the chest.

Rumble!

Lancelot didn't even have time to react, so he felt a pain in his chest, snorted, and flew straight upside down.

"Master!"

Behind him, the old butler was shocked, and made a gesture to help Lancelot up, but just as he left, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he saw a rapidly enlarged soles of his feet, which were imprinted on his face in the next second.

Burst!

Dentures fly.

"You can't protect yourself, and you still want to protect your master? ”

Ye Qingsoul looked at him leisurely, and smashed the denture with one kick.

Facing the old guy, he didn't have any thoughts of respecting the old and loving the young.

It was this skill of speaking, Lancelot had already gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, he glanced at Ye Qingsoul hatefully, didn't say a word, and directly turned his head and ran outside.

As he ran, he took out a whistle-like thing from his bosom and put it to his mouth and blew it!

The screeching sound was followed by footsteps converging in the distance.

"This is the tool to control those modified people?"

Ye Qingsoul glanced at Lancelot's panicked back with interest, the corners of his mouth curled, and he was not in a hurry to chase after him, until this guy ran to the door, and those reformers also surrounded him, and when he was only twenty or thirty meters away from Lancelot himself, he raised his foot and kicked hard!

Sou!

Countless fragments of broken dentures on the ground shot straight out and hit Lancelot hard in the leg, knocking him to the ground and stumbling to the ground.

The whistle suddenly stopped, and the original rhythm was lost, and the reformers who rushed in froze in place, not knowing how to continue their actions.

Only then did Ye Qingsoul come out unhurriedly, and with one kick he stepped on Lancelot's palm that was grasping at the whistle.

"Ahh

Lancelot immediately screamed as if he had killed a pig, and his loyal reformers turned a blind eye to it.

"These transants are a little strange, could it be that after the order just now was interrupted, they have no goal in the future?"

Seeing this, Ye Qingsoul's eyebrows raised slightly, and he immediately stretched out, revealing a touch of relief on his face.

He originally thought that it would take a lot of effort to knock down these reformers one by one.

Lancelot was stepped on by Ye Qingsoul's palm, and immediately struggled, wanting to touch the whistle with his other hand, but unfortunately, the next second, he heard a "snap", and the whistle was stepped on directly in front of him, completely out of shape.

His movements froze, and his face immediately became extremely exciting.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do anything that might cause me to misunderstand right now. ”

Ye Qingsoul said slowly, looked at Lancelot with a smile, and asked, "What do you say?"

Lancelot felt humiliated and gritted his teeth, "What do you want to do!"

"Isn't that what I should ask you?"

Ye Qingsoul said in surprise, "If it weren't for you kidnapping Lin Rushuang, how could I have the energy to take care of your?

Lancelot was shocked, and immediately exclaimed with some annoyance: "What landowner, I am a nobleman, a real nobleman!

"Am I a pariah?"

Ye Qingsoul sneered, shook his head and said: "Isn't it the title of Britain? I really have it, but it's you, who keep saying that you are a nobleman, and boasting everywhere that you have a close relationship with the royal family, in my opinion, I'm afraid it's all fake, right?"

"Nonsense!"

Lancelot's face turned red and he screamed, "What do you know, how close the relationship between me and the royal family is, it is not at all something that a mortal like you can figure out. Their little princess still misses me to this day, and she is dead hearted!"

"An ordinary man like this dares to climb high, and says that he also has a knighthood?

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry......"

Hearing this, Ye Qingsoul sighed and said helplessly: "How can you believe that what I say is true?"

"I won't believe it anyway. ”

Lancelot said with some pride: "The nobles of Britain, basically up and down, there is no one I don't know. It's ridiculous that you dare to take a big head in front of me!"

"Don't you even believe that?"

Ye Qingsoul suddenly interrupted his words, and took out a straight metal medal from somewhere.

Seeing this medal, Lancelot's remaining half of the words were forced into his stomach, and his face turned pale, and his eyes showed disbelief, and he looked at the medal deadly.

"How is it possible, it is actually a real Marquis, the highest knighthood that a foreigner can obtain in Britain...... Where did you steal it from?"

"Do you know that it is a great crime to dare to steal the noble medals of the British Empire and pretend to be nobles?"

Lancelot's face changed suddenly, and he shouted sharply, but there was a faint sourness in his tone.

"Who told you I stole the medal? See for yourself whose name is written on it?"

Ye Qingsoul sneered, and threw the medal in front of Lancelot.

The medal, which was shiny and exquisite, and was regarded by Lancelot as something extraordinary, looked like a coin at the moment, and it did not reflect its preciousness in Ye Qingsoul's hands at all, and was thrown away at will.

Lancelot didn't care about accusing Ye Qingsoul, and immediately reached out with lightning and grabbed the medal.