The king of the South American wars? , This kind of powerful arms dealer, who used to only hear his name and not see his person, now has the opportunity to contact him in person, Lu Zheng suddenly felt a little interesting.

"It's not a difficult thing to keep him. Curiosity is curiosity, but Lu Zheng didn't plan to make too much noise, so as not to attract the attention of people with intentions, and said after a while: "But if you want to be more secretive, you have to put in some effort." ”

Huang Fan nodded happily and said, "With Your Majesty's words, Weichen is relieved." I have been invited to the banquet tomorrow, and since Your Majesty agrees, I will inform them of your presence and let them make some preparations. ”

"No, I don't. Lu Zheng waved his hand and said: "You are so cautious, it will inevitably arouse suspicion." This matter is still dominated by you, and I can sweep the formation in the dark. If you don't need me to do it, you can do it yourself. ”

"That's it. Huang Fan thought for a while, arched his hand and said, "How dare Weichen let His Majesty condescend to his dignity?"

"Focus on the big picture and act cheaply. ”

"Then ......" Huang Fan smashed his mouth, and suddenly said: "In this case, then please ask Your Majesty to deign and be Weichen's personal bodyguard once, how about it?"

"The best!"

……

The cold rain slapped indiscriminately on the face, and Kirishima was hazy with ice and rain all year round. The next day, when Lu Zheng and Huang Fan stood side by side on the streets of Reykjavik in a suit, the rain fell from the eaves and dripped.

The whole city is brightly lit, and the black Daben car stops at the gate of a classical European-style manor, and the retro-shaped street lamps become the only light source.

It's a medieval-style castle surrounded by darkness and rain and ice. Lu Zheng held a black umbrella, stepped on the rain, and stood side by side with Huang Fan at the iron gate outside the castle.

The two of them are straight, wearing a murderous black trench coat, like night killers on the night shift.

The golden glow of the lamps illuminates the castle in a magnificent light. On the square in front of the castle, all kinds of sports cars are parked, and waiters in red suits hold umbrellas and greet the guests politely.

When they came to the gate of the castle, many high-class people who were richly dressed and graceful showed their invitations in front of the iron gate, chatting and laughing.

Nominally a charity dinner, it's actually a meeting place for warmongers.

Calmly approaching the door, the blonde waiter bowed: "Mr. Leo, your clothes seem to be wet from the rain." Spare formal and drying equipment is available at the reception desk, please feel free to use it. ”

"Thank you. Huang Fan, whose foreign name is Leo, nodded lightly. Lu Zheng, who was half a step behind, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were probing around, and the waiter was full of smiles and enthusiasm. However, Lu Zheng keenly noticed that in the dimly lit place, the security guards in black suits and sunglasses and headphones were staring at every guest tightly.

At the main entrance of the castle, two waiters guarded the entrance, one on the left and one on the right, and said with a smile: "Distinguished guest, please show your invitation." ”

Huang Fan put the invitation in the tray and walked in, Lu Zheng was about to follow in, but the waiter nodded politely and said, "Mr. Leo, the rules of this dinner do not allow you to bring entourage." We have a dedicated reception room to entertain your entourage. ”

Huang Fan frowned, and pretended to be angry: "When I received the invitation, I didn't seem to have heard of such a request. I need a reasonable explanation, otherwise, I'd like to meet your Lancelot butler. ”

"I'm sorry. The waiter smiled apologetically, "This is Miss Spencer's order, and Mr. Leo is our honored guest." Miss Spencer made it to us that we must be hospitable to your entourage and keep you safe. ”

What kind of international joke, Huang Fan's expression was slightly embarrassed, if Lu Zheng was left outside, what kind of system would it be?

"Oh, is this Miss Spencer's order?" Huang Fan sneered, "Is this something to guard against?"

At this moment, a noble lady wearing a black pearl pendant walked up with her waist swinging, and her face with Eastern European characteristics showed a polite smile: "Mr. Leo, you are here? Our young lady has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"What does this mean, Mrs. Terry?"

"Oh......" Mrs. Terry smiled professionally, her sapphire eyes sunken into her eye sockets, glanced at Lu Zheng, and said with a smile: "Mr. Leo, don't you still believe in our security work?"

Huang Fan was about to continue to insist, but Lu Zheng suddenly said, "Boss, I can wait outside." ”

A mere castle is not an insurmountable obstacle. If Lu Zheng was willing, he could completely destroy it in an instant.

Lu Zheng had spoken, but Huang Fan no longer insisted, nodded and said, "Mrs. Terry, I think you misunderstood." Since it was Miss Spencer's arrangement, I don't think I had any doubts. ”

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Leo, you are such an understanding gentleman. This side please. Mrs. Terry gestured gracefully, and then waved at a waiter in the distance.

The waiter came to the front, and Mrs. Terry glanced at Lu Zheng and said with a smile, "Please take this gentleman to the lounge." ”

"Yes, Mrs. Terry. Please follow me, sir. ”

Huang Fan was ushered into the hall and followed Mrs. Terry down the red-carpeted steps to the second floor. Lu Zheng followed the waiter, turned left and walked along the corridor to a spacious and bright lounge.

The lounge is very classical, with European sofas, golden chandeliers, wool carpets, vegetable and fruit salads, and champagne on the table. Lu Zheng entered the door and quickly took a look, and soon found the monitoring probe in the corner of the roof.

"Sir, please take care of yourself. ”

"Thank you. ”

The waiter closed the door and left, Lu Zheng sat lazily on the soft sofa, picked up a glass of champagne and tasted it quietly, and said to himself with a smile in his heart: This kind of small place can be seen by others, but it can't be looked at him at all.

After sitting for a while, he put down his glass and got up and went to the bathroom. After a while, he walked out, sat down on the couch again, closed his eyes and recuperated.

On the second floor of the castle, in the romantic and solemn banquet hall, gentlemen in suits and leather shoes, ladies dressed in full costumes, gathered together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing with wine. A beautiful and elegant waitress shuttles through it with a glass of wine.

Although Lu Zheng was not around, Huang Fan still showed due calmness and calmness, smiling and shuttling through the crowd, and greeting many acquaintances cordially.

"Mr. Leo, please follow me. ”

Mrs. Terry led him through the crowd to the elevator door in the corner. There were two black-clad bodyguards with tigers on their backs, staring at the people in the field.

"Miss Spencer is waiting for you on the top floor, please. ”

The elevator doors opened, and Mrs. Terry didn't follow. Huang Fan walked in calmly and took the elevator to the top floor. In front of the elevator door on the top floor, there was only a golden gate, and there were more than a dozen cold-looking bodyguards standing on the left and right.

The door slowly opened, Huang Fan tidied up his clothes, and walked in. In front of me is a rather sci-fi style hall, with various geometric white furniture, simple and dreamy, which is completely different from the magnificence of the banquet hall.

In front of the clear floor-to-ceiling window, there stood a woman in a white backless evening dress, her tall figure wrapped in a close-fitting slit tight skirt, her straight long legs were straight to the chopsticks, her fair and flat back was exposed to the air, her hips were looming, and her feet were full of sparkling gemstones.

"Mr. Leo, you're here. Please forgive my caution. ”

Her voice was elegant, melodious, and she turned around slowly, it was a very youthful and energetic face, with a strong sense of three-dimensionality, and the fairness of her skin was different from the fairness of Asian women, which was really like snow.

The lips are ruddy, with a faint eye shadow, and in the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of sky-blue eyes are smart and shrewd.

Even with Huang Fan's Asian aesthetics, I have to admit that she is a beauty. No, a typical goddess in the eyes of foreigners, fully qualified to be the cover character of a playboy.

"Miss Spencer?"

The woman grinned, her chin sharpening, "Mr. Leo, you better call me the White Spider." ”