Chapter 590
Ok?
Finished?

At such an excited and narrowly escaped moment, can it be resolved with just one sentence?

If you say a few more words, you will die?
Not feeling a little excited?

Don't you have any joy of the rest of your life?

Amidst the rumble, the large army gradually approached.

A fast horse jumped out ahead of the crowd and came directly in front of Franco, who was the person he sent to Mexico City for help.

"Master Franco, I'm back!"

"Okay! Well done! Is there someone behind you who is sent by His Majesty the King?"

"Yes! This is just the vanguard. I was worried that the adults were in danger, so I brought them here first. When I just got close, I heard many explosions and black smoke rising. What was going on? Did I encounter an encounter? Is it dangerous?”

Franco's subordinate looked at the reduced number of people and asked suspiciously.

"Those guys organized more than 40 people, launched an attack on the inn where we were staying, and set fire to the inn. Fortunately, there were those grenades brought by the commander, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to find my body."

Although it is safe now, Franco still has lingering fears in retrospect.

Immediately thinking of something, he asked again:
"Why are you the only one coming back by yourself? Where are the two of them?"

"I only saw Kenneth, I didn't see Zayden."

"Didn't see it?" Franco frowned.

Zayden was the first to be sent out, and Kenneth was with him.

But he didn't see Zayden, which meant that Zayden might have been ambushed by someone, and it was more or less ominous.

Oh shit!

When we return to Mexico City, we must tell His Majesty about this matter, and no one will escape.

"Haha, Franco, you're still alive!" A hearty voice came from a distance.

Franco looked up and saw a knight on a horse coming towards him.

"Devrel! It's actually you!" Franco's expression suddenly fell.

Defrel, a man of superior family background, handsome appearance, and strong ability, the two had a very good relationship when they were young.Then at some point they parted ways.

After all, the two hadn't seen each other for several years.

But Franco didn't want to see him, and even wanted to avoid him.

Because the two fell in love with a woman at the same time, and this woman eventually became Devrel's wife.

"Franco, what? Don't you want to see me? I haven't seen you for a few years. Don't you miss me?"

"Miss you? Bah! It's better to lay flowers on your grave when you die!"

"Haha. I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so stingy." Devrel shook his head and looked at Jie Xuelong aside. "Is this the Master Jiexuelong who came all the way from the Ming Dynasty? My name is Devrel, and His Majesty the King sent me to pick you up!"

Defrel looked a little arrogant, sitting on the horse and leaning over, not even getting off the horse.

"What your name is, it has nothing to do with me. What I want to see is your king. What does a nobody like you have to do with me." Jie Xuelong didn't intend to coddle him, and directly retorted with a cold face.

Xiao Wu took a look at Xuelong, and after seeing him nodding, he directly translated what he said.

"presumptuous!"

After hearing this, Devrel was furious, raised the whip in his hand and pointed at Xie Xuelong and said angrily.

Xie Xuelong didn't care, smiled and looked aside to watch Franco.

"In Mexico City, are there many idiots like him?"

"No more, no more, but no less," Franco said, holding back a smile.

"Hey, it's just as I thought. In the past, I would encounter fewer idiots like this."

"No. I will try my best to help the supervisor stop the idiot. Forget it, after all, he is here to save us."

Franco finally got the chance, so naturally he hurt Devrel to death.

Defrel on the side was already furious, but thinking that this was a distinguished guest that His Majesty the King valued so much, he had no choice but to swallow his anger again.

After a brief contact, the two parties headed towards Mexico together.

On the way, they encountered an infantry team of about 200 people. At Franco's request, [-] people were separated to search for traces of their assassins.

Two hours later, they finally arrived in Mexico City.

Xie Xuelong looked at this city with a completely different style from the East, feeling a little emotional for no reason.

The fate of people is so miraculous. A few months ago, he was still reporting to His Majesty in the Forbidden City, but at this time, he was standing in front of the western city tens of thousands of miles away.

A place called Mexico City.

"Master Jie, compared with your Ming Dynasty's capital, how does our Mexico City compare?"

"Want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Haha! That is of course the truth."

"Very different!"

"Uh" Franco choked.

"Franco, when you ask this question, people don't know how to answer it. How can their capital city of the Ming Dynasty be as good as our Mexico City?"

"Devrel, the commander is saying that Mexico City is far inferior to their capital city!"

"Insanity!"

And Devrel, who had been looking at Xie Xuelong disliked all the time, was even more unhappy.

Xie Xuelong didn't even look at him, and walked straight into the city.

The welcome ceremony of Felipe IV was very grand. Not only did soldiers stand guard on both sides of the road in advance, but there were guards of honor escorting both sides of the road.On both sides of the road, there are some people who are looking on tiptoe curiously. From time to time, they can hear the cries of children and the scolding of parents.

Xie Xuelong looked around from time to time, observing the state of the people in Mexico City.

Perhaps in the capital of Spain, these people seem to be doing well, at least there are not many people who are emaciated and poorly clothed.

Of course, many things do not appear on the surface.

After walking forward for less than two quarters of an hour, I met another group of people.

The leader is the Marquis of Babs, who has never believed in how powerful Daming is.

Before Xie Xuelong and the others approached, the Marquis of Babs greeted them.

"Your Excellency must be Master Xie Xuelong Jie Du who came all the way from Daming. By His Majesty's order, I am here to welcome you!"

Dude, I don't even have a self-introduction now.Xie Xuelong turned to look at Franco.

"Supervisor, this is the Marquis of Babis, a nasty guy."

Franco whispered.

He doesn't like the Marquis of Babs, but that doesn't mean he can offend him at will.

"Master Xie, Your Majesty has said that Mr. Xie is exhausted. Let me arrange a place for him to live in first, and then go to the palace to meet His Majesty tomorrow morning! I don't know what Mr. Xie wants?"

"All right!"

"Well, the Commander-in-Chief will follow me." After saying this, Marquis Babis turned around and led the way forward.After a while, they stopped in front of a magnificent building.

"Commander, this is where we approach important foreign guests. Our Majesty has said that you are our most distinguished guest in Spain, and the largest villa here will be your temporary stay. I have already ordered someone to come. Now that I’m the cook, what would Master Jie want to eat?"

"It's all right."

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like