Chapter 1133 Lonely Men and Women!

Elizabeth did not refuse.

There was no way she could refuse.

For the little princess, she has a guilty heart.

From living in the name for so many years to being forced to embark on the road of imperial power, the little princess has always been submissive. did not express his dissatisfaction and unwillingness.

In Elizabeth's heart, as long as she can do it for the little princess. She won't hesitate.

What's more, she is indeed sorry for Lin Tianwang.

That's just the way it is. When a person stands too tall, she always inadvertently ignores certain people. You will accidentally step on some people. That doesn't prove how bad they are. It can only be said that in such a position. The shortcomings that most people have will be infinitely magnified.

Hung up the phone. Lin Tianwang, who was squatting on the side of the road and eating hot dogs, wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Look, she won't refuse, right?" ”

Lin Tianwang took a sip of warm coffee, shook his head with a wry smile: "It's really ruining the three views." ”

"Destroy the three views?" Lin Tianwang raised his eyebrows and got up to cross the sidewalk. Say as you go. "There are also things that ruin your three views."

"Where are we going?" Lin Ze followed and asked curiously.

"Meet an old friend." Lin Tianwang said with a flat expression.

The so-called old friends. Not alone. It's a monument.

Lin Ze never came. But he seems to realize something.

Who will be buried under the curtain?

Smack.

Lin Tianwang lit a cigarette and placed the two pots of wine in front of the tombstone. Then he put the cigarette on the edge of the tombstone and sat down.

Lin Ze stood beside him in a straight suit, staring at Lin Tianwang silently.

"Old Mo. I've come to see you. Lin Tianwang smiled and patted the tombstone. Been here for so many years. Lonely? ”

Lin Ze knew it when he heard Lin Tianwang call Lao Mo.

Buried under the tombstone is Da Hongyi's father! The second generation of Daredevil!

"I asked you to go back with me. You have to stay. Lin Tianwang lit a cigarette and said softly. Is it really a hero who is sad about the beauty pass? ”

Syllable!

Unscrewing a bottle of wine, Lin Tianwang poured himself a big sip: "Don't worry, your eldest daughter is doing well." The youngest daughter - it's not too bad. ”

Lin Ze vaguely heard a bit of a complicated taste.

The eldest daughter is undoubtedly in red clothes.

The youngest daughter must be a little princess.

But who did Elizabeth investigate when she sent her back to investigate the Daredevil? Is it Uncle Mo in Lin Tianwang's mouth, or is it himself?

If it's Lin Tianwang, then this matter will be tangled!

Two brothers fall in love with the Queen at the same time?

And what about the Queen of England? Who do you like?

At the same time, I was shocked and amazed.

I always thought that my generation was chic and sharp enough. He never thought that his fathers would tell him what a cow fork was with practical actions.

It only took ten minutes for Lin Tianwang to drink a bottle of high-strength spirits and smoke three cigarettes in a row, before he patted his ass and got up, and saluted the tombstone in a sonorous and powerful manner: "Rest in peace!" ”

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The otherwise sunny weather in London changed as it was, gloomy and depressing. It makes people's already not very good mood even more depressed.

Coming out of the cemetery. King Lin asked Lin Ze to find a place to live, and he also had to meet his old man. Lin Ze asked him if he was Elizabeth. was vetoed by King Lin.

Lin Ze was embarrassed to ask more, so he walked straight away.

Although he was curious about who Lin Tianwang was seeing. But one thing he can be sure of is that this big boss who hides deeply is going to do what needs to be done. As for what to do. Lin Ze doesn't know.

Even in Yanjing, he is tied up in many places, not to mention the unfamiliar England?

In fact, when King Lin asked him if he wanted to hold power for a lifetime, he was shaken for a while.

He thought. Why not?

With enough energy, he can protect the people around him from harm. When people are not afraid of him, or when they have to bite at him, his own energy is not enough.

But he still chose to give up.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's not that he's timid.

It's -- he's afraid he's going to be the kind of person who once hurt him.

Han Xiaoyi is not good? Xue Baiyan is not good?

They're all good. But they have too much to bear. There is so much to think about.

Once a person's mind is divided into many pieces, it is destined not to satisfy everyone. Glad.

Lin Ze didn't want to be that kind of person passively. I don't want to make that kind of choice that is destined to have no right answer.

If you do, you will find a situation that is understandable but difficult to forgive.

So he comforted himself. Giving up, to a large extent, is also a relief.

The streets of London are full of people. Lin Ze picked a random hotel, threw his luggage into the room, and strolled through the bustling streets alone.

There are a lot of beautiful women on the street. Artificial. Natural. PS. The whole nine yards. But Lin Ze was not interested.

When a person is surrounded by the best beauties with their own charms, he really doesn't have much interest in those first-class beauties at best.

Curious?

That's a trait that only otaku have.

Lin Ze's life is surprising enough. He doesn't need to. The aging heart can't bear it.

Walking aimlessly on the streets. Maybe it's subconscious, or maybe it's a coincidence. He stood in front of a nightclub.

By this time, it was already dark. The streets are lit up with drunken lights.

Glance up at the name of the nightclub. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Push the door in.

It's as lively as ever. It's so lively that it's forgetful. Makes a person anesthetic.

But Lin Ze was not attracted by the women who were scratching their heads. Instead, I picked a booth on the inner layer and ordered a glass of beer to drink slowly.

"Sir, may you please have a drink?"

Sit down for less than five minutes. A mature woman in a black web dress accosted her.

Sixty percent of the wine saucer is possible.

Thirty percent of working women are likely.

In the end, this mature woman saw through Lin Ze's deeply hidden talent.

But these have nothing to do with Lin Ze. He just smiled politely. Pointing to a middle-aged man who was three seats away from him, he said in pure royal English: "It's more cost-effective for you to pick him than to pick me." He has a little money. Probably not too much. But it's enough for you to give in proportion to your return. Again. Not every man with a little money will play with you. It just so happened that this man was very lonely. And not very daring. If you make her happy. There may be unexpected gains. ”

The woman who had a big head and stepped on his heels and was not shorter than Lin Ze was about to sit down, and her movements were sluggish, and a strange look appeared on her face.

After a few seconds of pause. She sat down with a dead eye: "You're smart. And more experienced than me. None of this matters. I can see that you're a little lonely. Me too. If I say I'm going to pay for all the expenses tonight. Would you like to have two drinks with me? ”