Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 33 Phaeton

"Run! Run!" Shang Luo stood up.The scorching voice had overwhelmed Apollonia, and now it was time to run.

Although Wen Yuan couldn't hear the sound, he could read the real danger from Shang Luo's face—this was not a joke.

Without the slightest hesitation, he asked in the most time-saving way: "Where are you going? I can go down from outside the wall, can you come with me?"

"I can't walk, I can't climb walls."

"Ah, it's okay." Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Calm down, calm down. If you can't run away, then don't run away, just save your energy, don't resist. I stay here with you, this is my task. Yours What about Dan?"

"They're coming for Dan."

"Then hurry up and eat it! It means that these pills are really useful! You eat it first, I don't believe anyone can cut your stomach open."

Shangluo held his breath, and was really going to take the medicinal paste.

[I will really cut it open. 】The fiery voice once again impacted the senses of the brain, making Shangluo freeze in place.

"What?" Wen Yuan asked, "The voice that made you want to run spoke to you again?"

Shang Luo could only nod.

"Tsk." Wen Yuan looked at the sky, "Then don't move. If so, they should be here soon. When Jin Yiwei is working, we will also shout 'Stand still!', because that That's the most correct choice. Running is useless, it's just wasting each other's physical strength. There are already sounds outside. You stand aside, they might attack the gate."

While speaking, the sound of messy footsteps came from the suite outside.

The door to the balcony collapsed suddenly, and a dozen bald men in suits rushed through the door, raising their guns to aim.

"Hey, take it easy. You see, we are professional hostages." Wen Yuan raised his hands first, "I have a gun on my waist, come on, take it away. The one behind me is unarmed, You can rest assured."

The few bald heads who entered the door were stunned.They have broken down many times, but this is the first time they have seen this kind of "professional hostage".He was very clear about the kidnapping process, and even disarmed himself very cooperatively to prevent unnecessary conflicts between the two sides.

The bald heads looked at each other, but they were wearing sunglasses.Wen Yuan's behavior had a mental impact on them instead, and none of them dared to go forward to grab the gun.

"Tsk, why are you so unprofessional." Wen Yuan took out the gun with the speed of a cowboy drawing a gun, then bent down with lightning speed, and slid the gun along the ground to prevent the muzzle from hitting the ground. Fire escape.

Before the bald men whispered to each other could react, the gun was at their feet.

No one dared to bow their heads to pick up the gun.Everyone is still pointing their guns forward.The more Wenyuan showed her "sincerity", the more afraid they became.

"Put the gun down." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Palka, Lord of Chichen Itza, appeared behind the crowd.At this time, he had already changed out of the cotton traditional national costume and put on a slim suit.

The suit, or suit, was a style popular in the Roman Empire.Different from the traditional loose clothing of the Romans, this kind of suit originated from the narrow clothing fashion of the Germanic people, which is a kind of "barbarian habit".But the Romans didn't care about barbarian customs, they liked to wear them.Now this attire has become the casual attire of the Roman senators to distinguish them from the toga robes they wear on formal occasions.

"Sorry, it's my first time doing this kind of thing, so I'm not very professional." Palka bowed deeply to the two people in front of him, "But I have a last resort, Mr. Shangluo, you should know the reason. Mr. Wen Yuan , From the first time we met, you could see my plan? That's why you showed me your force."

"I just felt the need to show you, because you really don't look normal."

"Then I still suggest to everyone, keep calm and don't move. I know these unprofessional Mayans can't stop you, and it's their first time. But please go downstairs, you will know when you go downstairs."

Downstairs, black limousines lined up at the entrance of the hotel.Facing the entrance of the hotel is an extended "Imberado" brand car, with two exaggerated pairs of rear wheels at the rear of the car body, ensuring the ultimate comfort for the distinguished guests sitting in the back seat.

The wide sofa is designed for passengers to relax in the car in a reclining position, which is the favorite of the Romans when they relax.When the car came out, it also came with bulletproof steel plate and bulletproof glass to deal with the "complex environment" in the Roman Empire.

A group of people took the elevator downstairs.The two sides didn't say a word the whole time, and just walked out of the hotel lobby.The pot of elixir was carried at the back together with the cauldron, but it was covered with a white cloth.

Beside the car door, the Maya who had stood guard at the door had already opened the car door and made a gesture of please.A golden light shone faintly from inside the door.

"Mr. Shangluo, please get on this car. The other one, please get on the back one."

"It's the only one that doesn't work." Wen Yuan took a few steps forward and held the car door, "I have to stay with him. Otherwise, how would I know if you can guarantee his safety?"

[I swear to the Styx.If you follow my arrangement, I will definitely guarantee the personal safety of the two of you, and I will definitely give you back your freedom. 】The voice of Helios sounded from the void,【I have no malice towards you, I just want to witness the Cathay Alchemy. 】

"Are you sure?" Shang Luo looked towards the sky.

[I will not break any oath I made to the Styx River.Otherwise, I will suffer the backlash of karma and be abandoned by fate.So, you can rest assured. 】

"Okay." Shang Luo patted Wen Yuan's shoulder and told him the words.

"Then, pay attention to your own safety." He didn't say much, but chose to trust Shangluo's judgment and walked towards the car behind.

Sitting firmly in the car, Shang Luo raised his head, and he saw the person he was going to talk to.

In the extended car, the distance between him and the other party was more than two meters. A white lion was lying prone on the carpet between them.The lion was dozing with its eyes squinted, showing no sign of disrespect even when a stranger entered the door.The lion's head rests in front of the seat, and his long hands stroke the lion's mane.

A blond single ponytail fell from one shoulder, and the tailored suit showed off a deep black.A two-meter-long golden spear lay across her knees—when she realized that Shangluo was coming, the owner of the spear withdrew his hand from stroking the lion's mane, and raised the wine glass.

She took a sip slowly, the wine in the glass was as clear as a ruby, shining like a midsummer in the Mediterranean.

"So, my father talked to you?" the girl asked him.

"Yes. Then you are Phaethon?"

The girl nodded slightly, and put the wine glass aside: "Okay, let's start, Contractor of Apollonia. My father wants to discuss a business with you."

(End of this chapter)