The motorcycle that was speeding towards the port slowly dropped off the highway. Fu Qingluan stopped the car and turned into the city. He bought a nearly disposable mobile phone for 30 yuan. He sat on the steps at the door and inserted a mobile phone card into his new phone. At this time, he was confused and turned to look, but there was a man on the newspaper shelf smiling at him. It was the cover of a book, and the title was "The Earl Butler Teachs You to Be Elegant"

The man looked like he deserved a beating, but Fu Qingluan didn't want to beat him or tear the book. On the contrary, he was incredibly calm because he was confused - after all, there might have been a baron title on his head.

In the office of the lampstand tower, he yelled at his uncle: It is said that in this era, nobles are not worth a lot.

But this is actually a ruling statement with your eyes open.

The nobles of this era are so valuable!

Although the wave of confusion has passed, the **trend is retro, and what is involved in the word "noble" is immediately worth a hundred times.

This is also thanks to the old monsters in the noble committee. They did not review the inheritance of aristocratic titles or upgrade or reduce the noble, but specialize in abolishing the nobles.

Over the past twenty years, they abolished the lowly nobles below twenty-four earls, and only one person was upgraded from an unparalleled civilian knight to a hereditary baron.

Even the winner of the Sea King Science Award is no chance, and at most a knight is awarded, because this country is not rare in this award that is as famous as Nobel;

There are 300 million hard-core baseball stars and his singer wife who apply every three years and can only be humiliated - the nobles' committee is extremely conservative, and this group of old guys who must pray before meals live in the Middle Ages, there is no difference. They hate flashy guys like film and television and sports stars the most.

The only one who rose to prominence was the world-renowned architect. He built many villas for them, and he succeeded.

Because the title is so rare, it is easy to lose it. In addition, the period when the contempt of the nobles in the pursuit of freedom and decadence in the period of confusion, the nobles tend to intermarry internally. If one Earl of Hai Song and one Viscount Wu Ming get married, naturally, the eldest son (daughter) has two titles at the same time, double insurance.

After becoming a new title, you can almost become famous overnight, and the nobles are all social activists.

Don’t talk about veterans or scientists in the nobles who are both civil and military. Even if you don’t know how to bullshit, if you say a few nonsense on TV, you will be regarded as a “famous social critic”.

Politicians hope that you can help you or choose yourself. A baron, at least you will definitely get the votes in your hometown. Now the region is popular with the pride of having produced aristocrats, and there is even a place that requires the restoration of the fiefdom and repayment to the nobles without compensation.

Even if you really have no desires and no desires, just adjust the garden with your wife and do nothing, publishers will stick to it like flies. "From the Groom to the Noble", "The Age of the Noble", "My Father and Emperor Wu - Old Photos of the Empire", and even "The Duke of the Orchard" are all best-sellers.

This is not even a "Earl Butler" who has never known what life he has written something as a bestseller and is full of bookshelf in the city.

For a down-and-out person like Fu Qingluan, the relics given to him by his uncle may have made his life go from mud to the sky overnight.

What the lawyer said makes sense: he suffers from severe mental illness, but he is indeed a fighting hero who is branded on the battlefield. He has never heard of such an imperial guard being deposed and reduced to nobles - his baron title is very promising.

Fu Qingluan sat on the steps for a long time, thinking about it, and finally gave up his plan to go abroad. He rode a motorcycle and drove in the opposite direction of the dock.

"It's better to inherit family honor first. You can't waste your uncle's love." Fu Qingluan thought while driving: "As for the things behind it, if Mes really wants them."

Since he did not intend to fight against the government for cultural relics or stimulation, Fu Qingluan relaxed and rode to the beach.

This is a beautiful beach. Under the moonlight, the palm branches sway gently, and the beach is open in front of you like silver. Rows of small wooden houses are built on this beach, facing the sea

Fu Qingluan drove to one of the rooms, stopped the car, took out a dusty key under the withered potted plant next to the door, and opened the door.

This is one of his destinations, and he bought this Guanhai property with his friend's account.

Although the house is very small and looks extremely dilapidated on the outside, it is like a highway hotel, but the interior is essentially similar to a luxurious hotel room. Although the sparrow is small and has all the internal organs, it has 24 hours of hot water, the front door and the back door, which is a wooden platform facing the sea and has a great scenery.

Fu Qingluan passed through the small room and pushed open the back door. The sea breeze blew up, and the wooden fence in front of him was covered with green plants, turning into a gentle green wall, making people want to jump out immediately, so that their feet would immediately step on the soft beach.

Nodded with satisfaction, Fu Qingluan went to the shower to wash away the dust of the day.

Even when he was in the shower, he was still alert to bring his sea eagle into the bathtub.

He carried a pistol full of bullets anytime and anywhere, and could not bear the feeling of the gun being away from him at all times, because when he woke up from a nightmare, he would be frightened to death without a gun at his hand.

After taking a shower, Fu Qingluan wrapped her bathrobe and came out with a wet pistol. While wiping her head, she saw her backpack.

He unscrewed the desk lamp, placed the pistol where he could get his hands on the table, carefully wiped his hands, took out the gloves from his backpack and put them on, finally took out the notebook, and smiled and said, "Let me see the secret of the Sea King. If you don't read it, I'm sorry for the family honor."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment and resolutely tore open the plastic seal on the back.

After flipping through it, he found that the sparse words and meaningless records behind him were not like the ones in front, but the dense dog reptiles behind him.

It seems that because the owner is not well kept, the blue ink has dissipated and there is still a faint yellow dim, as if the paper and words are covered with a layer of glory of time.

He lowered his head and read it intently.

Immediately I was completely attracted by the content.

I don’t know how long it took, Fu Qingluan raised his head and gasped, murmured: “No way? The Emperor of Hai actually treats his people like this? Complete it?”

Before he finished speaking, the main entrance was violently knocked open, and a black shadow appeared between the room and the corridor, and a voice shouted: "Safety Bureau! No..."

I had already planned to hand over the things and inherit the title with peace of mind if it was really a government member, but Fu Qingluan could not control the sequelae of his war.

In such a hostile situation, at the moment when the door was roaring, his head could not think about anything. He flipped his right hand and grabbed the gun handle at his hand, and grabbed the trigger with his fingers.

He was so so experienced that he didn't even have to take a gun. Just as the moment the enemy crossed the short corridor and appeared at the edge of the living room, his fingers suddenly hooked, and the pistol lying flat on the table roared.

In the blink of an eye, he shot it out in one shot.

The enemy who was warning jumped back in horror. A huge bullet hole immediately appeared on the wall, and wood chips flew across the wood chips. However, among the wood chips, another enemy cooperated properly. While the first companion retreated, his muzzle turned over the corner of the bathroom and stretched out, and fired at Fu Qingluan without any mercy.

Fu Qingluan shot the enemy with one shot, and was already on the ground, and then shot three more shots. While the enemy was squatting around the corner to cover, he suddenly got up from the ground, opened the back door and ran to the beach.

Hearing the movements behind him, the two enemies immediately chased after him.

After crossing the platform in two steps, the barefoot Fu Qingluan held a gun in one hand, held a laptop in the other and pressed a bathrobe in the bathrobe. She was so embarrassed, but she still jumped up very quickly, climbed over the fence wall covered with plants, and jumped onto the beach.

After the moment he landed and stood firm, he turned his head and saw that his back door screen door was pushed open again. Immediately, he squatted slightly, and his gun pointed at the direction of the back door, and fired two more shots.

In front of the bullet, the platform fence wall is like paper

Before the fire at the muzzle disappeared, a muffled groan came from the door.

"Down with one!" Fu Qingluan turned his head and ran forward, and then the body lying on the ground came from behind him.

At this moment, he suddenly appeared and two more people rushed out from the wooden house platform ahead.

The two of them were full of camouflage, and they were not pistols, but assault rifles. Seeing that they were dressed up, Fu Qingluan was about to stop her rushing forward.

But at this moment, there was a loud noise behind her, and Fu Qingluan felt that she was hit by a truck while riding a motorcycle, and her whole body flew forward, and then her eyes turned dark.

When he landed on the beach, he also turned into a corpse.

The gunman on the platform pressed the handrail of the fence that was made by himself and Fu Qingluan, looked at Fu Qingluan's body on the beach under his feet, and turned his head to look at his feet. There was half a broken watermelon on his companion's neck, and the reflective vest "mes" on the corpse was in a faint green light.

"***! This lunatic!" The gunman cursed angrily and sadly.

Half an hour later, the gunman who killed Fu Qingluan in the gun battle had taken off his bulletproof vest, revealing the decent suit inside, and was carrying a titanium-white alloy box in his hand.

He looks like he is in his forties, tall and strong, and has a calm face. If anyone sees such a person on the road, he will definitely think he is an office white-collar worker.

But he was not. He was sitting on a gun-loading armed helicopter, passing through the dazzling lights of Hue City under his feet, and flew straight towards the port.

"This is the leader of the 'collector' operation team. The 'Solomon's Secret' has been recycled. Please instruct." He was on the plane carrying a huge green military mobile phone in his hand.

"Ok, understand!" He put down the phone, looked forward, and a huge black monster appeared on the sea surface like stars in front of him.

When he climbed out of the cabin with the alloy box in one hand, his leather shoes were already stepping on the deck of the largest aircraft carrier, the Knight of God, the Far East.

Half an hour later, he put on his full flight suit and climbed into the passenger seat of a Phoenix-sound stealth fighter.

The pilot in front seemed to be a guy who talked a lot. He smiled and said, "Sir, welcome to take the Hue Express Taxi."

The man in the clothes only snorted with his nose and put on the pilot's helmet.

The phoenix's tail spewed out a blue wake, and suddenly rose from the aircraft carrier, like a ghost in the dark night.

Not long after the flight, the fuselage trembled violently, and the pilot smiled and said, "Okay, we just vomited a smoke ring. We broke the sound barrier."

The man in the clothes still said no.

From his helmet, the holographic visual imaging system has made everything around him transparent, and can only see the driver's helmet in front of him, as if he has wings and flies in the air, and can watch everything around the world without any obstruction.

"Sir, why are you always 'um'? Have you ever taken a taxi worth 3 billion before?" The pilot laughed loudly.

"Boy! When I participated in the Battle of the Temple and landed in Jerusalem to retake the Wailing Wall, you were still wearing open-crotch pants!" The man in black suddenly became furious.

But he still didn't say anything, just said "yes".

Haijing arrived in the blink of an eye.

When the Phoenix flew over the "Bai-Head Emperor" aircraft carrier combat team stationed in Haijing, it did not forget to politely shaking its wings to pay tribute, and then landed easily at the 6-base airport.

"Ok, arrive quickly, don't forget the tip." The pilot smiled.

The man in black still nodded, waiting for the ladder to come and open the hatch.

The pilot seemed very annoyed. He turned his head and asked the man in black with some ridicule: "Sir, can you guys, don't you talk? Do you only know how to 'um'?"

The man in the clothes responded briefly and clearly.

The pilot was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and shouted: "Gentlemen, who will have a delivery order in addition to you these days? Who dares to touch us in the sea in Tokyo? Are there any laws in your eyes? Is your own life not protected by the law?"

e-delivery order is aimed at pilots escorting important people or objects. In critical moments, they must eject all the people and objects in the coupe cockpit and throw them into the sea.

Generally speaking, their parachutes are absolutely impossible to open, or they don't have them at all.

The man in clothes responded.

"Oh, a bunch of lunatics!" The pilot turned around helplessly.

Fifteen minutes later, under three armed helicopters with roaring engines, the man in black handed the suitcase to a middle-aged man in brown suit wearing round glasses sitting in the cabin.

The other party is closing his military notebook and you can see that the red dots and green dots inside have overlapped, indicating that the goods have arrived.

"Beautiful job." Seeing the man in black undoing the self-destructing procedure of the suitcase, he took out a box and handed it to himself. He nodded in praise of the round glasses, then waved: "Take off."

The formation of three nine-headed bird armed helicopters immediately rose into the air and flew towards the center of Haijing with a strange cry.
To be continued...