~Date: ~October 14th~

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"Young Marshal, the money has arrived."

In the garden of the Shuai Jun General Hall, Nangong Yue stood beside Chu Tian with a hint of joy on his face and spoke: "One billion has been cleaned up in Shuai Jun's account. Prince George also publicly announced that he would give up his status as a crown prince because of his limited physical discomfort. He will fly to the United States for recuperation in the next two days."

Chu Tian nodded in the mood at all and nodded in response: "Very good! This guy is pretty honest and didn't give me any tricks, but we can't be careless. He sent a few reliable brothers to stare at him until he settled in the United States, and to find out his residence clearly."

Nangong Yue nodded: "Okay! I'll let the black flag warrior stare at him!"

Then he hesitated for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Young Marshal, I have one thing unknown. Why should I knock down George and the Princess? Anyway, with their handle in my hands, we can maximize our profits, which is better than supporting Prince Yana."

These words are facts. Yana's rise to power is too far and out of reach, and there are still many variables during this period. She can completely get the strategic goals she wants with videos, especially holding George's handle. Once he is in position, the general army will definitely make a huge profit.

"Uncle Nangong, I know what you mean."

Chu Tian seemed to have thought of his questions for a long time, and waved his fingers and replied: "Stately speaking, controlling George is the most in the current interests of the General Army, but his hands are covered with blood from Nangong. If he hadn't gotten hypnotic gas from the military, so many people wouldn't have died in the Nangong family."

When Nangong Yue's body shook, Chu Tian added a few words: "He needs punishment! Unfortunately, we can't kill him. The biggest way I can do is to make him lose the throne. This way, I can comfort the deceased of the Nangong family and give Uncle Nangong an explanation."

"The young marshal's kindness is unforgettable to Nangong."

Nangong Yue bowed slightly, and a hint of gratitude appeared in his eyes: "Nangong really did not expect that the young marshal would disregard George and vent his anger for the Nangong family in the face of ten years of interests. I am very grateful for this kindness. Since Nangong joined the general army, the young marshal has been favoring me."

Nangong Yue sighed: "How can this make me feel sorry for you?"

"Uncle Nangong doesn't have to care, everyone is a family."

Chu Tian waved his hand and refused to let Nangong Yue be too grateful, and then said another sentence: "As for not leaving Prince Harry to protect us, it is because the princess is a woman who is too ambitious. Faced with such a bamboo leaf green, we spend much more energy on her than dealing with a strong enemy."

"Last night she even wanted to get rid of me and George."

The princess' tossing made Chu Tian smile bitterly, and he added lightly: "So I pulled out her poisonous fangs, made Prince Harry lose his inheritance and cut her off the greatest possible elimination. Only in this way can she assist Princess Yana with all her strength, because that was her last glory."

"The young marshal is wise."

Nangong Yue understood Chu Tian’s thoughts and nodded and responded: “I understand, but I still have something unknown. In theory, Prince George gave up his inheritance qualification is a big deal. Although the reasons he found could deal with the public, why did Queen Victoria let him leave?”

He frowned slightly and said a few words lightly: "Actually, as long as Prince George entrusts the Queen to come forward and plead with mercy, we will definitely not insist on Prince George giving up the throne, and then we will not have to leave Britain. At most, we will double the compensation amount, after all, we must give the Queen some face."

“Two reasons.”

Chu Tian stepped on the sand and spoke slowly: "First, George knew that this sex scandal would accompany him throughout his life, at least the royal circle would despise him. In this way, what's the point of even if he was still on the crown prince? And the other royal children would definitely not agree." "Think about it, will the second brother give up?"

Nangong Yue nodded suddenly and realized: "That's right! The queen wants a bowl of water to serve the right thing."

Chu Tian lowered his head and sniffed a flower, and said softly: "Secondly, the Queen's way of taking the royal children is to wash away the sand. Before she ascends to heaven, as long as things do not affect the interests of the British, she will not be able to take advantage of the trivial matters of the royal family. It is considered to be the survival of the fittest."

"And George's character this time is enough to make her abandon the crown prince."

Nangong Yue smiled: "The Princess is really shocking." Then he remembered something and said: "Young Marshal, when you have time, come to Nangong Manor to sit. I have always wanted to invite you to dinner and thank you. The Nangong family owe you too much, and Ning'er has been talking about you."

"good!"

Chu Tian stood up straight: "After finishing this matter, I will visit Ningning."

At this moment, the King of Xi came over with the phone:

"High Marshal, Harry accepts the conditions."

xxx——xxx——xxxx

Los Angeles, beach villa

A large area of ​​green space in Linhai is surrounded by dense tree walls and iron fences inside the hidden tree walls. Every few dozen meters between the branches and leaves, there are yellow-bottomed black warning signs with exclamation marks to remind those who are rashly approaching: Be careful of the power grid! Moreover, there are many burly men with live ammunition on the commanding heights.

This Fengshui treasure land that drank on the bustling city on the other side of the mountain is not a prison. This manor-style single-family mansion needs to be bought in the United States for at least over 100 million yuan. At this moment, in the tree wall that blocks the outsiders' vision, a group of men with upper bodies exposed are scrambling to trample the trimming of the flat lawn.

They are doing their best to "attack" a person.

The reason why they tried their best was that they were all sweating and panting was extremely embarrassed. More than 20 men had strong and swollen upper muscles. They could basically judge that they were quite strong, and they could only knock down three or five ordinary people in a minute.

However, they were burly and retreating again and again when dealing with a man's offensive. This cannot be blamed for the American veterans of the Marine Corps being too weak. If they want to blame, they blame their opponents for being too strong. A blonde man was like a bulldozer that was activated, blocking them all out with anger.

"You guys are so old."

A sarcasm appeared on the face of the perverted guy who fought against ten, and then he rushed into the crowd on the verge of collapse. His long shawls flew with his momentum, and his flowing sportswear also swelled in the windless environment. He ran for more than ten meters, but no one could block his attack.

The blonde man is like a wild wolf with an invincible aura.

Sometimes, a seemingly light kick actually kicked someone seven or eight meters away, which was shocking, and a heavy punch made the opponent lean back and forth. The blonde man charged back and forth until no one was blocking him. He took a deep breath and then raised his head and burst out with a sharp roar.

The roar is like a wolf, intimidating the surroundings!

The unruly and pretty blonde man with a pretty magnificent figure was in a mess behind him. More than 20 people fell on the grass. They stared at the master who knocked down without any resentment, and showed a pious respect. This was a surrender to the absolute strong and a heartfelt worship.

"Educate your career and diligence and playfulness, and practice more often in daily life."

The young man made a tepid comment. The men with sperm on the ground nodded as if they were unaware of it. Then the blonde man turned his eyes to a dull old man, hooked his finger and said, "You should be so sharp when you were beaten by Tang Wan'er, right? Come on, let's have a few moves."

"The old slave is not the young master's opponent."

The old man Mune replied directly: "I'm willing to give in to the disadvantage."

"Young master, phone."

Just as the young man frowned gently, a clean and neat woman in a suit quickly walked out of the main building and carefully handed a cell phone to the former. The young man turned his gaze back from the old man with a dull face, then picked up his cell phone and walked slowly into the depths of the grass.

Not long after, a surprise sounded:

"What? Have you given up your position as crown prince?"

The young man flashed anger and his voice was low and powerful: "It was Chu Tian who did it again? This bastard! Not to mention the old Vancouver accounts in the past, the last Siberian boxing camp caused us to suffer a lot. We have not settled the score with him yet, and he dares to attack you again? It's too much."

"You come to the UK first, let's do it when you come!"

He showed a trace of killing on his face, and he pulled off his sportswear and said, "You are afraid of a ball, don't you have military power in your hands? Anyway, you have nothing now, so just throw out the heaviest card, George, I and you, if you can kill Chu Tian,"

"You will be loved by countless people, believe me!"

ansh ue..
Chapter completed!