The Last Century/C9 Your highness's call
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C9 Your highness's call

The officer crossed his hands over his head and answered the question as if he knew how to read the mind, but his eyes were fixed on the surveillance camera as he said something strange: "As a good businessman, I never make a loss. Just stay there and wait for me to finish my work. "

Bai Yang's heart sank, and he became completely silent. An hour and a half ago, just as he finished venting and preparing to leave, there was the sound of orderly footsteps. He was surrounded by a group of heavily armed soldiers, countless infrared rays aimed at every part of his body.

He was confident that if he moved even the slightest bit, the soldiers who were pointing their guns at him would instantly turn him into a hornet's nest. Bai Yubai was in the middle of thinking about what to do when a gap appeared in the encirclement. A battleship drove over and slowly stopped in front of him.

The white door was pulled down and the staircase was covered with a white blanket and the officer came down from inside. In Bai Xiang's eyes, the door of the battleship was opened. It was as beautiful as a young man walking out of a painting, stepping on a white blanket as he walked towards him.

"I am Truman Cartagena, the King's appointed commander of the third division of the Invisible Trial Army, the supreme officer here. Now you only need to answer my questions. You don't need to ask questions. "

The voice of his superior pulled him back to reality. He began to size up the person in front of him. The person in front of him was as beautiful as a demon, but on his nose was an extremely unworthy pair of blue spray glasses.

The officer looked at him, his hand glowing with a golden light. As the light grew larger, silver and black light mixed in the air.

"Sssii ~ ~"

The strange sound was accompanied by a flash of light, and a curtain of light shot out from the officer's hand. Bai Yanzhang was completely shocked as he looked at the hologram. Everything that had happened in the hologram was exactly what he had just experienced!

"Question number one, do you know the name of the person you are fighting with?"

The officer's voice was pleasant, but it made the white man's hair stand on end. The scene that appeared in the hologram was like a film that had been filmed. It could be paused, moved forward, and moved backwards at will!

Just who was this person! Enemy or friend!

"I heard his companion call him Xuan Zi."

"Xuan Zi? Cold Xuan? "Heh heh, I've finally found you, Joyce." As the officer spoke, he looked at Bai En and said with a smile: "A man who can compete with him to such an extent is a talent. As an outstanding businessman, I will not let my customers lose money." There was a hint of a smile in the voice as he said, "I'm the supreme officer here. Come up, I have something to talk to you about. I don't like to force others. "

With that, the officer ignored Bai Yang and left directly.

The soldier with the gun pointed at Bai Guan put his finger on the trigger, as if to say, Are you going to listen to my boss or not? Prepare to become a hornet's nest!

Beads of cold sweat broke out on Bai Yanzhou's body. He clearly knew what this meant. It wasn't that he would be beaten into a hornet's nest in the past, but that he would be beaten into a hornet's nest if he didn't go over! Bai Buchang didn't hesitate at all. The Tauren said on the phone that a man called Truman had come. It seemed like he was the man in front of him.

This was a completely dramatic scene! But what could he do? Bai Qianzheng forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, put the saber back into the scabbard with a little force in his hand, and followed her without looking sideways.

He had not known what was going on since the moment he saw the officer. Why did this person in front of him ask me to come in? In terms of strength, he only had brute force.

Although he had the blood of the ancient martial arts on him, he still couldn't compare to those who were born with special abilities. He only relied on his years of training. Cultivating required a large amount of money, and for him, who grew up in a slum, eating a full meal was difficult.

After a while, the officer seemed to be in high spirits. He turned to Bai Guan and said, "Do you know who you're fighting against?"

Bai Yanzhou continued to maintain his silence, not saying a word. It was unknown what he was thinking about writing, but the officer's voice continued, "He came from the Sant'Or."

"Saint!" He knew that everyone yearned for one place, and that was the Holy One.

Everyone said that there were the most beautiful girls in the world, the most handsome boys in the world, the most advanced technology, the world's most delicious food, the world's most outstanding culture, and the world's most powerful Adepts.

That place, the best noun of all, was everyone's yearning, the place where the people at the top of the pyramid lived. Everyone thought that being able to go to the Holy City was already a blessing that came from thousands of years of cultivation. If they could live in the Holy City, their ancestors' graves would be covered in smoke! Saint. An unreachable existence.

"Scared?"

The officer raised his eyebrows, and the sound of his voice pulled Bai En back to reality. In that short moment, Bai En's gaze towards him changed.

Since this person was able to recognize the person who resided in Sant'Or, it meant that this person was also from Sal.

"As a businessman, I have never made a loss. Do you remember what I told you?" The officer looked at Bai Guan with a smile. He rubbed his watery blue eyes and said, "I said, 'He's quite a talent to be able to fight him to this extent'."

Before he could think about it, the officer's voice came again: "I'll give you a chance to go to the holy city and give you everything you need. But I have a condition. "

Bai Yubai was even more confused now. No matter how he thought about it, he just couldn't think of any reason. A person like him, who grew up in a slum, would one day be able to talk with a person who grew up with Saint. It was likely that smoke would be curling up from the ancestral grave this time around!

He saluted the officer and was about to speak when a corporal ran up and saluted the officer. "Sir, an explosion was detected in one of the sewers, and according to the thermocouple, three people were moving there."

"How many people are gathered at the square?"

"Sir, no. According to the surveillance footage, the remaining hundred or so people were rescued by the members of the second squad. "

"Damn it, he actually escaped through the underground passage!" The officer suddenly stood up from his seat and slammed his fist on the table

"Sir, the cleaning up of the battlefield is complete." Another soldier came to report, and before he could continue, the officer waved him away. After about two minutes, he collected his emotions and walked down. After a long silence, he slowly said: "Pass my order, all troops are to retreat and return to the Residence."

"Yes sir!"

Several voices sounded at the same time, and the machinery began to operate rapidly. One command after another was issued, and the entire battleship instantly became bustling with noise and excitement.

"The royal family's special hotline is calling. Please choose."

A voice sounded in his ear, interrupting his train of thought. The officer waved his hand through the air, and a small screen appeared in front of him. There were two crisscrossing swords with frightening thorns coiled around them, indicating that this was a phone number exclusive to the royal family.

"Yo, long time no see."

The young voice came over the phone. The officer frowned, put his hand on the chair handle, half supported his head, and said carelessly, "I don't use a stereo, but I do. This time, what do you want to play? "

"Am I that unbearable in your mind?" Before the officer could say anything, the voice continued, "I just came to tell you one thing, you don't need to go back to the holy law for now."

"What?" Startled, the officer didn't move. Instead, he saw a folder appear at the bottom of the silver screen.

The folder opened to reveal only a few words: The pope and the king had decided that Truman Cartagena would temporarily assume the post of mayor of the Middle City, that he would strictly monitor the movement of the Cross and the rebels, and that he would focus on the eccentricity of the fifteenth region.

At the bottom of the document was the insignia of a white Six-Winged Angel, as well as the insignia of a Six-Winged Angel that had charged out of the Thorned Forest.

"In order to not give you a new name, you even mentioned your full name. Truman Cartagena. " The voice on the other end of the phone was full of laughter as it said, "You don't need to think too much about it. I proposed for you to take up the post in the council. I also specifically emphasized the position of the 15th District. I said, there was not a single one among them, how about we let Master Truman give it a try, he's in the middle of the city right now. I never thought that it would be passed in an instant. This is truly a cause for celebration! "

The officer's hand tightened and he stared at the document. The voice on the other end of the line continued, "Didn't you just happen to be looking for Osmond and the others? They didn't use the name of Saint Mark to work in the fifteenth district. Oh, of course, you don't have to use the name Saint, you can just use the name Han Bin Hao. Hahaha! I gave you a chance. However, I will not tell you that I am not the one who is doing the thing that you are currently staying in the fifteenth region. "

In the holy city, everyone had two names. One was called the holy city, while the other was called the holy city. The most basic difference between the name of Holy City and the name of Holy City was that one was the real name of the people of Holy City, and the other was the real name of the people of Holy City. The difference in names was due to the fact that the holy city was the center of the city.

"You did it on purpose!" The officer called Han Bin Hao stared at the screen and said, "In this battle, if Joyce and the others were able to escape, were you trying to interfere?"

"I didn't give that kind of order to Santa. Presumably she wanted it." The voice on the other end of the line laughed, "I've already sent the message. I'll hang up first."

"Ding ~"

A clear and melodious sound rang out, and the silver screen and the document disappeared. Han Bin sat boldly in his seat. However, he finally knew who it was that saved Leng Hanxuan's group. It was that female Knight, Santa! Han Bin Hao looked at his men, who were at a loss as to what to do. He could not help but gnash his teeth and give the order, "All troops come into contact with weapons and go to the nearby police station."

"Yes sir!"

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