amazing god

Chapter 200 This is London, not Huaxia (Thanks to 【Unknown error occurred】)
There is nothing to say about Jin Tan's drag racing skills, and with the guidance of Roy, a local, he quickly left the Audi behind him.

Stopped outside a typical old British residential building.

Roy looked behind him to confirm that there was no car following him, then turned over and got out of the car, tidied his clothes, and maintained his last gentlemanly demeanor.

"Hi, thank you, friend." Roy looked at the big dent in the front of the car, and smiled awkwardly: "I know a guy who repairs cars, how about I ask him to fix it for you?"

"No need." He replied, started the car and drove forward.

Roy also turned around, whistled and walked towards the iron stairs.

"Hey buddy, where's your friend?"

As soon as Roy took a few steps, he was stopped by Jin Tan below. When he looked down, he saw that the hood of the classic car was smoking.

Roy jumped down from the stairs, opened the hood and checked: "The wiring is aging, and it won't be repaired in a while."

"Forget it then. I'll call someone to tow the car back." As he spoke, Jin Tan took out his mobile phone and called the boss at the headquarters. He didn't know the exact location, so he handed the phone to Roy. After talking for a while, he hung up the phone.

"Should be here soon. It's going to rain again soon, let's go to my house for a meeting."

The sky was drizzling, Jin Tan raised the soft top of the Rolls-Royce, and then followed Roy to his house.

As soon as you enter the door, there is an unpleasant smell mixed with alcohol and cigarettes.

Roy pushed open the window in embarrassment, grabbed the women's underwear scattered on the sofa and threw it under the bed, inviting Jin Tan to sit down.

"Hey buddy, what's your name?"

Roy took out a bottle of soda and threw it to Jin Tan, and sat down beside him.

"Jin Tan." Jin Tan didn't drink the soda, but just nestled in his hands.After all, it is still necessary to have a sense of prevention when going out.

"Jin Tan?" Roy thought for a while, then looked at Jin Tan, and said, "Jin Tan, the new president of Rolls-Royce?"

"Well. You know me?"

Roy shook his head: "I know you now. The mysterious rich man in China who can buy Rolls-Royce, just for this, I believe most British people know your name."

While chatting, Roy's cell phone rang at this time, and Roy went to the side to answer the phone. Sitting on the sofa, Jin Tan heard from a few words that this Roy should owe a lot of gambling debts, and he was also an enemy just now. Blocked, jumped down from the second floor in desperation.

It turned out to be a gambler!

At this time, the sky is raining harder and harder, and the trailer has not yet arrived. It is probably also the rush hour in London at this time.

Roy was still calling over there to beg the other party to give him a few days of grace.

Sitting on the sofa, Jin Tan reached out to touch the bottom of his buttocks, pulled out another lace bra, and threw it out disgustingly.

Roy looked at this side, and smiled awkwardly at Jin Tan.

I got up and walked around Roy's small room, making a creaking sound when I stepped on the wooden floor. There are really many old-fashioned residential houses like this in London, which have a feeling of the 19th century.

In addition to a bed, Roy's room has a sofa, a bookcase, and a desk.

Jin Tan walked to the bookcase and looked at them. They were all finance-related secretaries, and the only one among them contained a copy of "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", which surprised Jin Tan a little.

Jin Tan glanced over the bookcase, and stopped at an old yellowed photo hanging on the wall next to it. In the photo, there were more than a dozen people lined up in two rows. The men were dressed in suits and the women were wearing British court skirts. The background is inside a manor.At first glance, it looks like a high-society dress.On the lower right it reads: A photo of the Rothschild family.

At this time, Roy finally finished the phone call and walked over refreshed.

"Your family used to be quite rich?" Jin Tan recognized at a glance that the little boy on the leftmost in the second row on the photo was Roy, and there was a little boy with a similar appearance beside the little boy.

Roy smiled and said, "I don't have a home, I'm an orphan." Then he took down the photo and threw it into the trash can.

Boom, boom, boom~~~ Knock on the door.

"Your buddy is here." Roy stood up from the sofa and went to open the door.

He opened the door and saw that it was not Jin Tan's employee.

Instead, it was for Roy.

"What are you doing here?" Roy frowned.

Jin sighed at the door, a bodyguard with a blank face was holding an umbrella, a young man about the same age as Roy, wearing a high-end suit, looked very gentlemanly, with blond hair and blue eyes, with his head turned back.

In terms of appearance, Roy looks very similar to this young man.

It should be the other little boy in the photo.

In contrast, Roy's clothes were disheveled, his hair was uncombed, and he smelled of alcohol.It's a world of difference.

"have friends?"

The young man looked at Jin Tan who was sitting on the sofa, and then turned his head to look at Roy: "Roy, stop your little thoughts, don't think I look down on you, you are a bastard, if you still have self-knowledge , just leave London, leave England, leave the Rothschild family, and never come back. This is the last time I warn you, or your end will be as miserable as your dead mother."

"Hall, you have the guts to say it again!" Roy grabbed the young man named Hall by the collar.

Hall was not angry, and waved the bodyguards back.

"Roy, remember the warning I gave you, don't argue with me. And don't think that you can get anything by shedding the blood of the Rothschild family. You are a lowly shepherd like your mother, and you will never Don't be delusional."

As soon as Hall finished speaking, he was punched in the face by Roy, and a trace of blood flowed from his face.

Without further ado, the bodyguard took out a knife and pointed it at Roy's neck.

Seeing this scene, Jin Tan couldn't sit idly by, got up and walked over.

"I don't know what's wrong with you, but it's going too far with a knife."

Hall was naturally not afraid, looked at Jin Tan who was walking over, and then said with a smile: "Huaxia people?"

"Hmm. Any questions?"

Hall smiled mockingly: "Roy is hiding behind the Chinese people now, you are really useless."

Jin Tan frowned, and it was obvious that the words contained serious discrimination.

Snapped!
Jin Tan was not afraid of the bodyguard with the knife, so he raised his hand and slapped the self-righteous Hall.

Seeing that the bodyguard was about to stab Jin Tan, Roy quickly bit the bodyguard's wrist holding the gun. The bodyguard yelled in pain, and then the knife fell to the ground.

"You, a Chinese, dare to hit me?" If Hall could accept Roy's punch just now, then Hall couldn't bear Jin Tan's slap, and burst into a foul language: "You have the guts, you don't want to live. "

Wave your hand and let the bodyguards go up and beat them up.

"Hall, you are enough." Roy stood in front of Jin Tan: "Don't deceive others too much."

Jin Tan pushed Roy away, walked up, and looked at Hall.The eyes of the two were full of the domineering arrogance of the king who overwhelmed the world.

"Huaxia people, do you know where this is? This is England, not your Huaxia. Get lost!"

"Hall~~~" At this time, more than a dozen people appeared downstairs with umbrellas, and the drizzle fell on the rain fan.

Then a middle-aged man held an umbrella behind the bodyguard, walked up the steps step by step, and came to Hall.

"Master Duke Charlie, why are you here?" Hall panicked when he saw the middle-aged man.

Duke Charles looked at Roy, smiled politely at Jin Tan, and then raised his palm and slapped Hall.

"Asshole, don't hesitate to apologize to Mr. Jin."

(End of this chapter)