my beauty world

When Katharina heard this, she became anxious: "Your Majesty, what about me?"

Ibia caressed her beautiful face: "Do you want to stay in France, or go to Madrid with me?"

"I'm going to Madrid!" Katharina's choice was very practical.

"Don't rush to make a decision, just listen to me." Ibia was unusual to the beautiful woman: "Most of the news about me in the newspaper is true."

Katharina said: "I don't care! Your Majesty, I know that you have had more than 1000 mistresses, maintained lover relationships with hundreds of women at the same time, and dated more than a dozen people a day, I don't care!"

After spending just half an evening together, Katharina felt the king's temperament. If someone else said this in front of other people, she would definitely become angry from embarrassment.

But this Majesty is only proud!

Sure enough, Ibia smiled proudly: "Okay, you come with me."

Katharina hugged one of his arms tightly, as if hugging the future.

Ronan left the room for the couple, went out to the yard, and thought about the current situation.

The most urgent thing, Anna rescued.

The goal of coming to France from Billena Island has been more than half completed.

For the rest, he will go back to solve it. The red deer's magic blood has disappeared, and the soul fragments of the ancients are urgently needed.

It was impossible for Anna to be with him. There were too many people who wanted his life. Anna would only be in danger if she followed him.

The sooner the appointment is sent away.

Ronan just thought about whether to ask Ibia to help, but quickly rejected this idea.

Ibia is kind-hearted now, but anyone who plays politics has a dirty mind, and his own situation is not good.

It's not a last resort, can Ibia run away with him?

Ronan thought of Ilsa he saw tonight.

Although I don't know the purpose of her appearance in the manor, France and Britain are across the strait, and Ilsa's identity is special, which may help.

Ronan took out his mobile phone and dialed the private number he had memorized in his mind.

No one answered there.

Ronan wondered, didn't he escape smoothly?

A few minutes later, the call came back.

Ronan connected and said, "It's me."

Ilsa's voice was cold: "What's the matter?"

"I have a friend, you met tonight." Ronan said, "She wants to go to your side and then go home."

"Yes!" Ilsa said, "We will talk about it in detail."

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The author is a 40-year-old middle-aged hard-working man with seniors and juniors. He had a lot of things to do a few years ago, and he had to go back to his hometown in the countryside during the Chinese New Year. Things were a mess.

The old folks all know that I am a handicapped party. In the most ideal situation, I can only write 1000 words in an hour.

I also don't want to write indiscriminately or follow the plot of the movie.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I wish you all a New Year's greetings in advance.

Let's talk about the content of the next book.

Everyone has seen it before, this book will not follow the plot of the movie, let alone get soy sauce in front of a certain protagonist or a certain movie (in that case, you might as well go to the movies), all the movies involved have been changed In the future, under the magic reform, the background of the character's strength will be based on the world view of the recovery of magic power.

The author used to write about Meiyu, that is, the one who had to go to the hospital after eating fried grasshoppers and was pierced by a grasshopper’s leg. After watching some Hollywood movies, I wrote this from my own understanding.

As for the protagonist, as mentioned above, he is generally a person who is in the dark and has a heart for the light.

Because of different interests and positions, he will confront many Hollywood movie protagonists and become enemies.

His hero, my enemy.

Probably like this.

Finally, I have the cheek to recommend a few old books.

Friends who like Meiyu can go and read these four books.

"Hollywood Productions"

"Hollywood Road"

"Best Movie Star"

"Best Entertainment Era"

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"The Age of Fighting"

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Volume 2

Chapter 63 The King's Man (for further reading)

Paris, Eighth District, inside a hotel.

Solomon Lane sat on a high-back chair, soldered the chips shattered by bullets together, connected them to a laptop through a special device, and ran the repair software.

Ilsa, who was wearing a lady's suit, put her left hand in her trouser pocket, and stood by the French window and waited patiently.

Orthopedic surgeon Jens Helten was a little anxious, walking around the room from time to time.

A beep sounded, and Ilsa and Jens Helten looked at Solomon Ryan with concern. The latter lifted his gold-rimmed glasses and shook his head slightly: "Totally damaged."

Jens Helten scratched his head with both hands and sat helplessly on the sofa.

Ilsa looked stern: "My fault."

"No, you did well." Solomon Ryan had heard Jens Helten explain what happened in detail: "We are not the only ones eyeing William Crave."

He asked the two of them, "Do you recognize that killer?"

Ilsa and Jens Helten shook their heads at the same time.

Solomon Ryan first said to Ilsa: "You have passed the trial mission." He stood up: "The account related information has been destroyed, and our most important fund will not arrive in the short term, and we will face a severe test next. "

Jens Helten's personality is more extensive: "Ryan, you must get the money as soon as possible. If you don't have enough money, the people below will be scattered."

Solomon Ryan's expression was extremely serious. The funds in Syndicate's hands were only enough to support the salaries of its subordinates for one month. Without a large source of funds, the Syndicate organization would collapse within two months at most.

The killers and traitorous agents collected are very realistic people, and it is useless to talk about ideals without giving money.

To maintain such a huge underground organization, I still want to do something from time to time, especially for the CIA and MI6. The funds needed can easily start from six figures or even seven figures.

Solomon Ryan said: "You two, pay more attention to see if there is a suitable channel for money."

Ilsa just joined and just nodded slightly.

Jens-Herten said: "We can consider outside commissions."

Solomon Ryan thought for a while and said, "Report to me if you meet the right one."

Syndicate's first priority next is to find money.

Without money, everything else is empty talk.

Ilsa left the suite and returned to her room, but she didn't feel sleepy for a while. Thinking about what happened tonight, she was sure it was the person from Billena Island.

In order to rescue a little girl, he went to France from South America.

Such people are terrorists in the CIA's notification to MI6.

At six o'clock in the morning, Ilsa left the hotel and drove out of the eighth district.

On the road, there were French policemen interrogating, but the intensity of the interrogation was just that.

Once the inspections are too strict and normal traffic and life are affected, the citizens of Paris dare to hold large-scale protests.

I remember the last time I was in Paris, when the French workers went on strike. The French police went to negotiate and asked them to observe a little order, but they were detained.

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In Turi, the sun has risen.

Two very ordinary business cars came to the single-family house one after another and stopped at the door.

Ronan hid by the window, held a gun in one hand, opened the curtains with the other, and looked out quietly.

Seeing the people getting off the car, Ibia said, "My people."

Ronan nodded slightly: "You can go."

Someone came up the steps and knocked on the door. Ibia gave him a look, and Katharina stepped forward to open the door.

The door opened, and an old man came in from the door.

Seeing that Ibia was safe and sound, he bowed slightly and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"You're finally here, Greed." Ibia looked somewhat relaxed.

The old man was wearing a gray overcoat, leaning on a wooden cane in his hand, and his long gray hair was messy like a bird's nest.

Ronan looked at him with an inexplicable sense of mystery.

Grid smiled at Ronan: "Thank you for protecting Your Majesty, a person who is in the dark but has a heart for the light."

Ibia glanced at Ronan curiously, but did not expect Greed to have such an evaluation.

Ronan said lightly, "I'll be paid."

Ibia has the atmosphere of being a king: "I will wait for you in Madrid, I wish you good luck."

Ronan said, "Goodbye."

Grid nodded slightly at Ronan, and said, "Good luck."

Ibia went out of the room first, and Greed was by his side.

Katharina hurried to follow.

The three got into the same car, and Ibia sat in the back seat: "Is he not simple?"

Grid said: "It's not far from taking that step."

Ibia thought for a while and said, "He will cause a lot of trouble for saving me. You create an illusion that people think he followed me."

"This will also make people misjudge the power around His Majesty." Grid actually directly stated another purpose of Ibia.

Ibia smiled: "There is no love for no reason in this world. He saved me because of the demonized red deer you gave me."