When I heard the abbreviation 'JB', I replied in an authentic British accent that I wasn't fluent in: "You can call me J, but don't bring B." Because my name is abbreviated as J, not JB. ”

British Leng Niu'er hugged her arms: "In this case, then we may need to further verify your identity." ”

The little black boy reached out and gently pulled down the corner of my clothes: "J, this woman is so fierce." ”

The British girl glanced at the little black boy and did not speak. Rather, he looked at me with a cold gaze.

All right! I give up! I'm not going to bother with you as a woman.

So, I took out the cross badge that Lei Laoxie gave me.

The golden light of the local tyrant instantly blinded the eyes of the British cold girl.

She froze.

"You, really......" she subconsciously covered her mouth.

I carefully put away the symbol, and I said, "Didn't Mr. Red already tell you?" ”

British: "But he didn't say that you're a Japanese." ”

OK, a dramatic scene appeared.

This British girl, say I'm Japanese?

Don't be surprised, I actually found out more recently. Chinese in the United States, if they are native-born Americans, are Americans. They used to call it, the Chinese.

Yes, it's Chinese.

Refers to people in the Greater China region.

If you are not an American, then you can easily identify as Japanese. (This is the embarrassment that many overseas Chinese have encountered, and I have been in contact with it, or similar, such embarrassment.) ）

Do I need to get angry?

Of course not.

I laughed, and then I said, "I'm sorry, you're wrong again." I am Chinese. Chinese with very pure blood. ”

The British girl looked at me with a look of surprise and wonder and said, "Oh, no! Wait, Mr. Red must be mistaken. How can it be? How could he possibly let a Chinese lead us, this ...... Damn it! It's all messed up. ”

When I heard this, my heart moved, and I instinctively felt that this girl was by no means a new life.

New Life invited a lot of authentic Chinese to work for them.

So this?

I asked tentatively, "Are you?" Crucifixes? ”

The British girl looked cold: "I'm sorry sir, I think, Mr. Red may have made a small mistake." He shouldn't have sent you here. Your arrival is a ...... Incomprehensible misunderstanding. ”

Speaking of this, she thought for a moment, "Well, I'll settle you down first." We'll talk to Mr. Red and find out what's going on. ”

OK！

This is good.

I didn't care about pulling up the little black boy, and the British girl, and getting on her continental tiger.

Car dealership, the streets of New York.

We didn't say a word.

The car did not stop in front of any of the houses, the big house, but drove directly to the hotel.

When we arrived at the hotel, the British girl opened a room for us, and before leaving, I went to my mobile phone number, and left a sentence: "Just ask J, with your children, wait for me to call here." ”

After speaking, the girl escaped.

Lu Luda watched Niu'er leave his back, and he whispered to me, "This person has a really big shelf." ”

I pouted: "The British have a so-called aristocratic style in their bones, but in fact, in the final analysis, it is the essence of slave owners. This is the disease that people served in the Middle Ages. ”

Luluda: "How is it healed?" ”

I laughed: "More aristocratic and more sophisticated than them!" ”

Luluda sighed: "No matter what, I still want my head. ”

I'm speechless!

Upstairs, open the door, the specifications are not bad, it is a standard suite.

I'll clean up the little black boy briefly.

When I was done, I was in bed, and I was about to use my mobile phone to call up a map of the largest city in the United States and have a good look, when a long text message came from my phone.

"J, I'm sorry I didn't make it clear to you. You're going to see this girl called 'Rachel'. She has a good pedigree and an extremely high status in the Cross. In addition, she is a British nobleman, and the people you will lead next are these nobles. Also, I told them that only by working with you can I find a codex that has been lost on a small island in the Indian Ocean. And your identity was earned by me using all my connections. ”

I reply to messages.

"I learned her arrogance."

Lei Lao Xie replied: "No way, this is the most reliable force I can use at present." Do your best, try to convince them. ”

I said, "OK." I did my best. ”

Lei Laoxie played a small way.

This old fellow told the Cross that there was someone who could help them find the Codex. Then, he is supposed to have taken the status of an 'executor' from the hands of a respected person in the Cross Society. And this identity is on my body.

Next, I will use the power of these sub-nobles to fight against the remnants of the new life.

In addition, I am a leader.

To lead, this group of arrogant Britons.

This is the specific work I have to do in New York!

OK, think about it, turn off the lights, go to bed.

A dreamless night.

I woke up early and had breakfast with Luruda.

The little black boy said: "Britain is very stubborn, arrogant, and looks down on people in their bones. How are you going to cope? ”

I took a sip of milk and said, "Counterattack!" ”

The little black boy smiled......

We continued to eat.

However, a counterattack requires chance.

In the next three days, I didn't get the slightest chance with the black boy.

Because, no one called us, no one came to us.

I took the black boy on the subway in New York, ate from the street vendors, and even took this guy to the zoo.

At the Bronx Zoo.

The black boy fell in love with a Malayan tiger.

He whispered to me what would happen if he sneaked in at night and took the tiger away.

I'll give this little black goods and pull it away.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, as Black Boy and I had planned, we were going to see the Statue of Liberty.

But just as we were about to leave.

My phone rang.

"Yes, J?"

Still cold and motionless.

I said, "It's me, you are." ”

"Rachel, at the airport, we met. So, you wait for me at the hotel, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, I will drive over to pick you up. ”

With that, Rachel put the phone on the phone.

"J, when are we leaving?" The little black boy ran to my room wearing the casual clothes I bought for him, and his face was excited.

I smiled bitterly: "Today, I'm afraid I won't be able to go." ”

"Damn it!" The black boy shook his head and went back to the house.

We waited in the room and asked for a pizza at noon and it didn't take long to eat. The doorbell rang.

I went over and opened the door.

Rachel, in a gray trench coat, trousers, and leather boots, stood in the doorway very formally.

"J, let's go."

I grabbed the black child and followed her downstairs. Go outside and sit on the Continental Tiger.

Pick up, walk through, go around Central Park, and all the way through.

Eventually, after walking for about two hours, we came to an old house with a small private courtyard.

House style, 18th century, classical architecture.

Calm, atmospheric, old-fashioned, and full of British style.

When you get to the door, the big iron door opens automatically.

The car drove into the courtyard.

We get out of the car.

Rachel led the way, pushing the door open and entering the hall.

It's very wide, with a heavy sense of stability, and although it doesn't have the luxury of being exposed, it has a low-key expensiveness.

Yes, the British, that's the way.

Go straight up to the second floor.

By the window, a table was set up, and an old man and three middle-aged people were around.

They are all standard foreigners.

On the table, there are teapots, biscuits, and other items.

It's a standard English afternoon tea scene.

I sat down under Rachel's guidance.

Rachel stretched out her hand and introduced me to the elders at the table and said, "J, a Chinese." ”

She emphasized the three words of Chinese.

The elder smiled.

I smiled at him.

This is a clean old man, wearing a pair of ordinary glasses on his eyes, dressed very plainly, low-key, and not luxurious at all. But the key is the Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist.

It was a very old watch, and it looked like the strap had been changed several times, but it still appeared on the old man's wrist.

What does this indicate?

Properly! Aristocrat!

What is aristocracy? What does it mean to get rich and get rich, a tyrant?

It's very simple, let's take a watch as an example, the one who can wear a watch for decades and never change it is called a real aristocrat. Change a watch every year, there are countless watches in the house, except for watch dealers and collectors, the rest are called, local tyrants!

That's the difference in temperament.

A local tyrant can never become a nobleman! Because, he doesn't have that kind of true chivalry that comes from his bones!

In China, this chivalry, which was popular among the upper classes of Europe, was called the samurai.

In ancient times, the poor learned literature, and the rich practiced martial arts!

Chinese Taoism, including ancient Chinese culture, has an extremely deep warrior spirit.

But the modern era, already, is gone!

Rich sons, apart from picking up girls, becoming mothers, and learning Western sports, what else will they do?

Then Rachel introduced the old man and said, "This is Sir Black." ”

I smiled and said, "Hello." ”

Blake smiled politely and poured me tea.

I took it.

A bite of the sketch.

Authentic Ceylon Highland Black Tea, with mint flavor and floral aroma of lily of the valley, the first choice for English afternoon tea.

Blake spoke: "J, Red first said that he wanted to make a deal with us, he chose a very capable person, and then, from a respected person, he got the authorization of a leader. I had thought that he would give this authorization and the cross of supreme status to a good scholar, or a knight of great ability. But I didn't expect that he gave it to a Chinese. ”

Blake smiled again: "I don't mean to belittle the Chinese in the slightest." But I really want to know what kind of abilities you have to lead an ancient team of knights. ”

I laughed, "Does Mr. Black like tea?" ”

"Of course! Tea is an irreplaceable drink for the British. ”

I said, "Well, let's not mention the many crimes committed by your so-called knights on Chinese soil many years ago." Because, after all, that's history. Let's talk about tea! ”

'NotforalltheteainChina' (If you were given all the tea in China, you still don't want to...... ）

I said the English sentence above. Then I said, "That's what one of your British female writers said, right?" ”

"Yes!" Blake looked at me, then looked expectantly.