Chapter 8: American Phoenix

"Hahahaha! Mr. Zhang, you are so humorous. Of course, I can promise you. In addition, we will give you our sincerity and talk to you personally. I hope Mr. Zhang won't be surprised at that time. After saying that, James stood up and said, "Mr. Zhang, can you have a toast to our cooperation?"

Zhang Feng walked to the wide coffee table with a smile, picked up the glass of red wine that had been poured for a long time, and walked to James and said, "Okay, I wish us a happy cooperation!" When~~" The two crystal cups collided and made a crisp sound, and then Zhang Feng and James drank all the red wine in the glass.

"Well, this red wine is good." Zhang Feng is still a little unfinished. James smiled and looked at the red wine placed in the ice and said, "This is red wine brewed in 1843. It is said that there are only three bottles in the world worth tens of millions of pounds, but in the eyes of our blood clan, although we can't say how much this wine is, it is not a matter to collect more than a dozen bottles!"

Zhang Feng nodded and looked outside and said, "This is the end of our conversation. I still have to rest. After all, I'm really a little tired after a day." James nodded and whispered to Zhang Feng, "Mr. Zhang, since I'm tired, I'll go first. If you don't mind my arrangement, there is a beautiful woman waiting for you outside the door now. It's not a gentleman to wait. Do you need me to call her in now?"

Zhang Feng was stunned and then smiled and said, "No, you can let him go back. You know what we Oriental monks are afraid of." James blushed and had to nod and said, "Okay, Mr. Zhang, take a rest first. I'll go first. You'll hear the good news before 10 o'clock tomorrow." After saying that, James turned around and walked out of the room.

Looking at James's back, Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed. This blood clan is a valuable red wine and a beautiful woman to please her. It is definitely not as simple as wanting to make friends. If the so-called Arthur appears, can he defeat him? After all, he is the third strongest man in the world.

But Zhang Feng turned around and thought that although he was probably not King Arthur's opponent, he always had the power to escape, right? Although King Arthur has the holy sword and scabbard, and he also has a heavenly soldier, the ink dragon blade in his hand is only more powerful than the holy sword and will never be worse. This is Zhang Feng's confidence in himself and strong confidence in his six mythical beasts.

When James walked out of the room, Zhang Feng also climbed into bed. Lie quietly in ** and think about things. This time, because he made the decision by himself, without anyone following him, he hoped that Ye You would give himself advice. It's better to wait for those people to unlock all the passwords and then copy all the information inside.

As for Ao Shuang, there is no hope. Let him follow him just to increase his experience. If you want him to give an idea, you'd better die. Zhang Feng lay in ** and couldn't sleep. Although the water bed was comfortable, Zhang Feng's mind was full of untie pimples. Since James made it clear that this was not done by the British government at all, who is it? Private institutions don't need state secrets at all, and they don't have the skills in that field.

But if it is a public institution or a competing country, this is more credible, but why do you have to choose London? Could this be a conspiracy? It is to attract such a power like yourself and find a way to eliminate it in one fell swoop. The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. This must have been done by the United States, and it is very likely that it was done by the Phoenix who had not masked himself at that time and whose strength was still above death.

"Ha ha ha!" In an underground mysterious laboratory, a blonde man who looked just over 30 years old looked at a middle-aged man in black in front of him with a smile. You despicable dark creatures are trying to spy on my secrets. Damn it. I, Phoenix, will never forgive you. Although the young man was smiling at this time, there was a trace of murder in his eyes.

"Hmm! Our blood clan will not bow down like anyone, including you bastard!" The middle-aged man who fell to the ground had blood on the corners of his mouth, but his tone was still very strong. The young man who claimed to be Phoenix nodded and said, "As long as you tell me the name of the person who sent you this time and tell me where they are, I will definitely let you go."

"Hahaha, our noble blood clan will never bow down like you. Go to hell!" After saying that, the middle-aged man jumped up from the ground, opened his claws, and rushed towards Phoenix. Humph! I don't know what to do!" Phoenix stretched out a hand and suddenly emitted a flame from his hand. The flame was actually golden. If Zhang Feng was here, he would be surprised. This was obviously a real fire.

The flame suddenly increased and turned into a one-meter-sized phoenix shape. After soaring in the air, it rushed towards the middle-aged man. The bang flame surrounded the middle-aged man in an instant, but the middle-aged man had time to shout and turned into flying ashes. All right, let someone come and clean it up." After saying that, Phoenix turned around and walked out.

"Good morning, Master." Ao Shuang entered Zhang Feng's room and the first thing was to say hello to Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng nodded, pointed to the bucket of ice on the coffee table that had turned into water and said, "There is a bottle of wine in it. It tastes good. Go and try it." Ao Shuang didn't say anything and went straight to the bucket to have a look. There was indeed a bottle of wine in it. Reach out and take out the red wine, unscrew the lid and take a sip.

"Master, is this also the good wine you mentioned? I think it's better to take you to the Dragon Palace to taste the agar jade liquid we produce when you have time. Those are much better than these things. Zhang Feng smiled and nodded, walked to the French window and began to meditate. It didn't take long to enter the state of meditation.

Ao Shuang felt bored and simply wanted to help Zhang Feng clean up the room. Just as he was about to do it, there was a knock on the door. Ao Shuang went to open the door and saw more than a dozen blonde men and women standing outside the door. After seeing Ao Shuang, they bowed and said hello. Everything they said was in English. Ao Shuang couldn't understand. Looking at Zhang Feng, who had entered a state of meditation, she had to prevent them from coming in.

"Hello, distinguished guest, we were sent by Mr. James to clean the room. Would you please let us in?" One of them saw that Ao Shuang couldn't understand English, so he had to speak to him in blunt Chinese. After hearing this, Ao Shuang had to nod and let them in, but he walked into Zhang Feng and couldn't let these people get close to Zhang Feng, who was meditating. Other places are left to these people to clean.

"Hello, sir, can we help you put these two bottles of wine in the refrigerator? Such a precious wine will easily deteriorate if it is left here for a long time. The Englishman said. Ao Shuang looked at Zhang Feng and nodded and said, "Okay, you put it in. This is my master's favorite wine, so I hope you'd better be careful." Of course, we will!" After saying that, the man who looked like a housekeeper sent someone to take down two bottles of wine.

The cleaning was completed quickly, and more than a dozen people withdrew. Normally, tip should be indispensable, but this time they didn't ask Zhang Feng for a tip of one pound, which should have been ordered by James in advance. Looking at the time, it's almost time to have breakfast. Ao Shuang was looking for something in this hall, but after looking for a long time, there was almost nothing he was looking for except an extra-large dining table. Ao Shuang sighed long and said to himself, "Why is there not even a kitchen in this place? What kind of inn is this?"

As soon as his words fell, the knock on the door sounded again. Ao Shuang had no choice but to open the door. After opening the door, there stood three British people outside the door, two of whom were British women, and the other middle-aged man who did speak Chinese just now. Hello sir, this is the breakfast specially prepared by the hotel for you and your master. These two ladies are specially delivered for you and your master.

Ao Shuang suddenly realized that they did push a small dining car, but this small dining car is very luxurious. It is all stainless steel and looks like it can be used as a mirror. This small dining car is divided into three layers. Each layer has two plates, and each plate is covered with a silver lid. I know what's inside.

"Come on in!" Ao Shuang let them in. The two girls pushed the dining car to the table, put the plates inside on the exaggerated dining table, and stood on both sides. You can go out." Ao Shuang said that the British middle-aged man was stunned. As soon as he wanted to speak, he heard Zhang Feng say, "No, I will also try the dining style of the British nobles and let them serve our two masters and apprentices."

I don't know when Zhang Feng woke up from meditation and said to Ao Shuang. Ao Shuang nodded and followed Zhang Feng to the dining table. The two beautiful women had already opened a gap in the mahogany stool, which happened to be a position that one person could do. Zhang Feng and Ao Shuang sat on the chair. The two beautiful women picked up the silver lids and saw that there was very delicate food on a plate like white jade.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Just as Ao Shuang was about to stand up and open the door, the British middle-aged man had already gone. As soon as the door opened, James came in. He smiled apologeticly at Zhang Feng and bowed gently, "Mr. Zhang, I'm really sorry to disturb your meal, but I have good news here. I don't know if you listen to it now or wait until after dinner?" Zhang Feng smiled and said, "I still prefer to listen while eating!"