readx; "Things are very bad, Lord Earl, their invitation card for tonight was given by Madame Shufia. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

In Earl Charles's villa, Paul hung up the phone and said with a serious expression.

The look of Count Charles, who had a deep face, suddenly became gloomy, and he ruthlessly wrenched the freshly lit cigar in his hand on the coffee table, and said with a sneer: "Shufia, this female cousin, dares to let people deal with me, damn woman, I will let you know how serious it is to anger me." ”

"By the way, Lord Earl, just now my people sent back the news, the identity of the Oriental Yankee was found, his name is indeed Yang Yifeng, and now he is a celebrity in Huaxia, he participated in the battle of the Death Island of the Fireworks Organization a year ago, and he is the same as Princess Amir, he is a firework messenger." Paul said again.

"That damn Oriental has such a big background, no wonder he would travel thousands of miles to Monte Carlo to find Princess Amile." Charlie snorted in a deep tone.

"Lord Earl, I'm afraid there is even worse news, Yang Yifeng's master is the evil star boy Baichuan who has a Qilin Golden Knife and has challenged masters from all sides in Europe back then." Paul continued with a wry smile.

With a bang, Count Charles slapped the coffee table so hard that all the teacups on the coffee table fell on the carpet.

"Damn, I don't care what his identity is, I want him dead." Earl Charles roared angrily.

"Lord Earl, please calm your anger, it's just a Chinese martial artist, this time my master personally brought a few masters here, and he will definitely be able to catch them all." One of the two seductive girls in the living room chuckled.

"Daisy, hasn't Mr. Wendy arrived yet?" Count Charles asked with a faint look at the girl.

An imperceptible sneer flashed in the bewitching girl's eyes, and she said again: "Lord Earl, please rest assured, my master Wendy has arrived, and they have been arranged by me in the hotel." ”

"That damn Oriental can't be assassinated on a cruise ship, and he'll definitely come to my villa again. Daisy, please come to your master at once, I need his help. Charlie hesitated and spoke.

Nodding, two bewitching girls stood up, and the other said, "Lord Earl, we will go and pick up the master now." ”

After the two girls left, Charlie's eyes narrowed together, nodded at Paul and said, "Immediately arrange for all the men to ambush all over the manor." Also, send someone for me to follow them, and if the situation is not right, kill them immediately. ”

"Also, your private accommodation will be arranged for me, and I will not allow Princess Amir to fall into anyone's hands." Charlie looked at Paul in a serious tone.

Paul nodded, glanced at Gates next to him and said, "Gates, you need to be guarded by your gangsters around the villa, and I will arrange elite people in the villa." ”

A Rolls-Royce Phantom drove out of the garage quickly, along the road built on the island and drove out of the island, Daisy who was driving looked at the rearview mirror with a serious face, and the corners of her mouth raised a sneer: "Charlie's old ghost still seems to be worried about us, we already have a tail behind us." ”

"Don't get rid of them, we can't show any of our feet, the enchantress didn't catch Amir, we still need to come back here, and after seeing Master, everything will follow his instructions." The other girl sneered.

At this time, Mrs. Shufia, who had just comforted all the guests on the cruise ship, leaned back on the sofa a little tired, and Sophina, the personal bodyguard, kneaded her shoulders with a chuckle, shook her head and smiled: "Madam, you are too nervous." ”

"Lina, this time it is about the life and death of Monte Carlo, I bet on an Oriental person I have never met, am I a little too risky?" Shufia said with a slightly wry smile.

"Madam, you and Mr. President are worried about the country and the people, and have been working hard to change the phenomenon of human rights inequality in the country, but Monaco's national conditions are very special, and most of the national economy is in the hands of those nobles, and the frustration of worrying about the country and the people, but not being able to change anything, has always troubled you and Mr. President. Now the country is facing a huge crisis because of these nobles, this is an opportunity for transformation, if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, I have a hunch, this time you will definitely get what you want. Sofinina said with a smile.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to be quite comforting. Lina, it seems that you have been with me for so long and have learned a lot. Shufia's eyes gradually became firm, and she nodded and smiled.

"Madam, this is the information just sent by the Intelligence Bureau, there is something about that Yang Yifeng, he is not an ordinary person, Monkalu has brought you a very powerful helper." Lina smiled as she took a file bag.

Shu Fia opened the file bag suspiciously, looked at it for a while, her eyes became more and more happy, a charming smile appeared on her beautiful face, and she sighed: "Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person, if we can get his help, our relations with France will be greatly improved, and trade with neighboring countries will be much smoother." ”

"Madame, he's a treasure, and you have to catch it." Sofinina chuckled.

Shufia's beautiful eyes rolled, glanced at Sophina, and shook her head with a wry smile: "It's already surprising to me that he is willing to help us this time, and we don't seem to have anything that can attract him if we want his help." ”

"Madame, do you want to live like this for the rest of your life? Mr. President—" Sofilina was about to say something with a concerned expression, but was stopped by a stern look from Shufia.

"Lina, don't talk about it again, and I don't want anyone else to know about Mr. President." Shufia said in a serious tone.

Sofina stopped talking, sighed softly, and turned to walk out of the room.

Shufia took a deep breath, got up and came to a bright mirror, quietly looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes showed deep grievances, thirty-five years old she is the most mature and most eager age for a woman, but unfortunately, she has not been touched by a man for five years, a ripe flower is gradually withering, and the president who accidentally lost the function of a male surname has long been inhumane.

Suddenly, a phone rang, waking up Shufia, who was in a state of grief, and picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, which was an unfamiliar caller number.

"Madam, I'm Yang Yifeng, now I need a little favor from Madame, and immediately spread the news that Princess Emir is in the hands of Count Charlie, the sooner the better."

After the phone was connected, a man's voice that was familiar to Shufiya and full of magnetic surnames came.

"Count Charlie's Island Manor is the second most defended place in the entire city of Monte Carlo after mine, and it looks like you're going to cause some trouble for Charlie." Mrs. Shufia said with a coquettish smile.

"Even in the White House in the United States, I can enter and enter freely, but I want to solve all the troubles with my wife at one time, my time is limited, tomorrow's itinerary has been decided, I just want to change." Yang Yifeng's relaxed laughter came again.

"Yang, are you in such a hurry to go back to Huaxia? Isn't there any person or place in Monte Carlo that deserves your nostalgia? After Shu Feiya subconsciously finished speaking, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and whisper in surprise, her beautiful face was dyed with a charming red, and her full breasts began to rise and fall violently, even she didn't expect that she would say such provocative words.

There was silence in the microphone for a moment, and Yang Yifeng said with a smile: "Madam, it seems that you regard me as a friend, if there is a nostalgic person, it is naturally Mrs. You, I have always been very concerned about friends." ”

"Hehe, you're very good at making women happy. Yang, would you like me to be your friend? Shufia took a deep breath and smiled again.

"Aren't we already friends? What an honor it is to be friends with the first lady of a country. Okay, madam, I'll leave it to myself, I'll have something to arrange, so that's it for now. ”

Listening to the beep sound from the microphone, a charming smile appeared on the corner of Shufeiya's mouth, the sadness just now was swept away, her eyes were full of brilliance, she groaned slightly, and began to make a call.

On the other side of the microphone, in a black off-road vehicle, Yang Yifeng looked at the purple and black shuangjiao staring at him with two pairs of beautiful eyes, and said with a sneer: "We still have time, after Mrs. Shufia spreads the news, all the forces of all parties will gather here, and we will do it again." ”

"You are very good at making women happy, and it seems that Madame Shufia is also fascinated by you dear." Zijiao blinked and smiled.

Yang Yifeng looked at Hei Jiao embarrassedly, and the latter suddenly showed a helpless wry smile, stared at Yang Yifeng and sighed: "Actually, Madam is very hard, she is not happy." ”

"When a woman is president, there are too many things to pay attention to, and she also has to help the president socialize with the nobles in the country, Madame Shufia's prestige in Monaco is even higher than that of the president, many nobles will give Mrs. Shufia face, she is an amazing woman, how can she not be happy?" Zijiao asked suspiciously.

Hei Jiao's cold face showed a touch of crimson, glanced at Yang Yifeng, who was also curious, shook his head and said: "Five years ago, the president was seriously injured by the killer, I was at the scene at the time, and a shot hit the bottom, Mr. President is no longer a normal man." ”

"Ah, my God, wouldn't Mrs. Shufia have to endure the hardships of not being comforted by a man, and if she were me, she would not be able to bear it." Zijiao exclaimed.

Yang Yifeng glared at Zijiao with a black line on his face, the latter smiled charmingly, put his body close to Yang Yifeng's arms, looked at Heijiao and said: "Mrs. Shufia is beautiful and noble, I think many people like him, he should also find other men in the past five years, could it be that she is very traditional?" ”

Glancing at Zijiao, Hei Jiao said angrily: "Mrs. Shufia is not a casual woman, although her union with Mr. President is only a political marriage, she is very loyal to her husband." ”