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Text Chapter 359 I miss your sister very much!

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    Ignoring the screams of the foreign woman on the horse, Wang Chao spread his hands and gently put the fat and strong horse down. Then he flashed his body and returned to stand behind Zhang Tong. It seemed that he had not moved at all.  Just a pass.  He was lifting the horse, throwing the horse and catching the horse, which was very important. He was as relaxed and effortless as playing with a puppy and kitten, which made Xia Yu next to him stunned.  "Princess Zara I didn't scare you, did I?" Zhang Tong saw the foreign woman on the horse clearly, ran up quickly, and stretched out his hand to support her.  "No, no. No." The foreign woman said a few words in succession. She squeezed the horse's belly with her legs and jumped down from the horse lightly. She just looked at Wang Chao with her blue eyes.  There was something weird and nervous inside, and at the same time, she drew her long bow and pointed an arrow at Wang Chao, as if she was facing an enemy.  It was obvious that she had quickly recovered from her initial surprise and was ready for battle.  It shows excellent adaptability and horse arching skills.  "This is my bodyguard and friendit was just a misunderstanding." Zhang Tong quickly explained in English.  "No, no" Although she understood Zhang Tong's explanation, the foreign woman obviously didn't listen, with a look of displeasure on her face. The bow and arrow in her hand were still pointed at Wang Chao, with the string bent tightly.  It looks like it's about to launch at any time.  Seeing that the explanation was useless, Zhang Tong waved his hand and walked to Wang Chao: "This is Princess Zara of the British royal family, who is famous for her riding skills. Her horse may have lost control just now. It was a misunderstanding." "I am only concerned about your safety.  Take responsibility. The other things are beyond my scope of consideration." Wang Chao didn't care at all about being pointed with a bow and arrow, and said to Zhang Tong that he had just let him know that the woman on the horse was a princess of the British royal family.  But to him, it was nothing. Rockefeller Willie was not necessarily worse than this princess. He would arrest anyone he wanted and blackmail him whenever he wanted.  Now this woman is riding a horse and charging, threatening Zhang Tong's safety.  More importantly, Wang Chao didn't want to see these foreign devils riding high horses and acting unscrupulously.  "This woman is really not good-looking." While speaking, Wang Chao also took a look at the princess' appearance, with a high nose.  The eyes are sunken and the face is relatively long. With the dark blue hat, vest and riding boots, he looks neither male nor female.  Seeing this princess, Wang Chao finally understood how big the gap was between reality and ideal. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Just then the princess drew her bow and arrow.  Horse hooves suddenly came from behind, and several identical ocean horses appeared from the green grassy hillside carrying several knights.  This large racecourse has many man-made hills to increase the difficulty of riding.  However, this also blocked a lot of sight, so when Wang Chao threw the horse and caught the horse, only the three women present saw it.  Those who came later did not see such an amazing scene.  "Zara? What's wrong?" At the same time, this group of knights had just galloped down.  When they saw the scene where the princess drew her bow and drew an arrow, pointing at Wang Chao, they all tightened their reins violently, rotated the horse's head slightly, and jumped off the horse neatly.  The riding skills of each of them are simply amazing.  These knights are almost all young white men, and each one has a noble temperament.  But there is an obvious wildness about them, which makes people subconsciously feel that these young people are extremely aggressive.  A group of aggressive young capitalist aristocrats.  Of course, all of the archery with the British princess ride with the British princess are all nobles. Where can ordinary people have this opportunity.  But what makes Wang Chao noteworthy is that this group of young people is the last.  But there is also a yellow man, but he is not very conspicuous.  Indeed, among a large group of obviously aggressive white youths, this young yellow man with a faint aura was difficult to spot.  As imagined, after the princess is frightened, a group of noble knights always rush to protect the princess.  This group of white young nobles dismounted.  Just Wang Chao.  Zhang Tong and Xia Yu gathered around.  One was wearing riding clothes.  The tall white young man walked over, his eyes aimed at Wang Chao, a confident and contemptuous smile on his face, and a series of French words came out of his mouth.  "Hello, yellow man, you have offended our beautiful and noble princess. You have made a huge and unforgivable mistake. But now we are in the racecourse, and we must abide by the spirit of chivalry, so I am not going to call the bodyguards and police to arrest you.  Instead, I will challenge you according to the rules of the knight. If you lose, you must kneel down and apologize to Her Majesty the Princess, and ask for her forgiveness." Zhang Tong stood by and spoke to Wang Chao in front of the translator.  .  Wang Chao only knows a few words in English and knows nothing about French, so of course he needs Zhang Tong to translate.  "ThisIs the person poisoned by some princess knight or something?  "Wang Chao knows that the aristocrats of these Western countries have some very rigid and weird rules and characters, as well as some posturing. They are similar to the weird rules of the big families in the old Chinese society. "France has also gone through several great revolutions, and the emperor has sent them to  Guillotine, why haven't these aristocratic pretensions been abolished yet?  Has it actually become a fashion among the upper class?  Wang Chao asked Zhang Tong. Zhang Tong shrugged indifferently: "This is their culture."  "    "Chinese?  "As if he understood the conversation between Wang Chao and Zhang Tong, the tall French white young man smiled contemptuously and made a karate gesture with his hands: "Are you laughing at our chivalry?  But I heard that your martial arts also have the same rules as our chivalry. What is it called a competition?  Come on, let's duel.  " "This stand is not very good. Let me do it. You do it, and the anti-aircraft cannon will kill the mosquitoes."  "Zhang Tong said to Wang Chao. "Beautiful young lady, do you want to duel with me on his behalf?  "The French young man laughed and made a strange expression. "However, I don't do anything with women, especially a beautiful woman like you.  How about we drink tea together, chat, and spend a romantic night?  "    "very good.  "Zhang Tong's eyes suddenly narrowed, he pressed two fingers under his ribs, and made a hand gesture of Wudang swordsmanship. "Miss Zhang Tong, the Zhenzong successor of Wudang Jiugong Sword, fought with a foreigner who was not good at karate, and spread the word.  Also a joke.  "Suddenly, a faint voice came from behind. It was the yellow-skinned young man who had just been riding among a group of white people who came out. Wang Chao looked at this young man speaking Chinese fluently. There were also some Beijing movies mixed in.  . It is obvious that he must be a prince in the country and belongs to the red aristocracy. In recent years, the descendants of some high-ranking officials in the country have also begun to interact with aristocrats in Europe and the United States, participating in some aristocratic gatherings, small salons, and equestrian sports like this.  Not lacking. So as soon as the yellow-skinned young man opened his mouth, Wang Chao guessed his origin. "Who are you?"  " Zhang Tong looked at this yellow-skinned young man with confusion. He obviously didn't know him very well. "Ms. Zhang doesn't know me, but she is the only Chinese director at the top of the Chanel Group.  A secretly rich man who owns 5% of the company's shares and an investor in the French Wudang Swordsmanship Dojo.  You are a very famous and legendary woman in the French Chinese community.  How could I not recognize him?  " This young man walked up to Zhang Tong and said, "My name is Yan Xiaolang.  Let me take care of this knight for you. There are some bad guys among this group of people, and it will be difficult to deal with them if they are broken.  " With that said, the young man named Yan Xiaolang turned his head and spoke in fluent French to the French young man who asked for a duel: "Kahn, didn't you laugh at my riding skills?  In fact, we Chinese people pay attention to the etiquette of not being in the limelight.  But now, I would like to show Miss Zhang Tong your karate fighting skills.  " Yan Xiaolang's French was very standard, and Kahn could understand it naturally. He gasped twice through his nose! He roared and rushed over. He slashed Yan Xiaolang's neck with a fierce hand knife. Look at this action,  It has the style of a military special forces soldier who can kill with one hit. It is obvious that he is learning the military's modified combat karate, which is very practical. But Yan Xiaolang is obviously a practitioner.  Block, this time he blocked, Wang Chao saw three kinds of strength, one was the strike, the other was the twist. The direction of the attack was very strange, fierce and changeable.  Kahn's face showed pain as he blocked the opponent's knife block. It was obvious that Yan Xiaolang's forearm was hit, rubbed and wrapped as hard as a rotating iron rod.  The blow was painful to the bone! When the opponent was hurt, Yan Xiaolang smiled slightly, turned like the wind, leaned close to him, and pressed his hand on Kahn's chest. Bang! The opponent's tall body suddenly collapsed.  "Emei chasing the wind bunt?"  "Wang Chao's heart moved. He could clearly see that the Yan Xiaolang who just turned around and pressed his palms close to each other was following the path of the Emei Zhuifeng bunt. "The Emei Zhuifeng bunt was used, and his surname was Yan?  Obviously he is the son of a high-ranking official in the country?  Could it be?  "Wang Chao connected some clues together in his mind. "Just when Wang Chao was thinking about it, Yan Xiaolang knocked Kahn down in front of him, which caused quite a sensation among this group of noble young people. However, no one continued.  They came up to challenge with the spirit of chivalry. They were not fools. Kahn was the most powerful one among them, but he was knocked down at once. If he challenged again, it would be useless.It's just a beating.  "Are all Chinese people so strong?" Princess Zara saw this scene, put down the long bow and arrows in her hands, and murmured to herself, as if thinking of something: "My former equestrian instructor was also Chinese, and he was like this.  "I have to admit that our technology is not as powerful as yours, and our hand-to-hand combat skills are not as strong as yours. Isn't that a country with no merit at all?"  The country should disappear from this world." Yan Xiaolang gave Princess Zara a standard British aristocratic courtesy.  "Well, no matter what, strong people are worthy of respect, especially you remind me of my former equestrian instructor. I formally invite you. Are you interested in drinking afternoon black tea with me and chatting by the way?  Talk about other things?" Princess Zara asked with a look.  "It's an honor to attend your invitation." Zhang Tong and Yan Xiaolang both nodded.  The white young men next to them were all envious. This time they finally had the opportunity to run horses with the princess. They all wanted to use their superb riding skills to win the princess's heart so that they could get an invitation. In the end, they let the inconspicuous Chinese  The youth earned the invitation.  But now they are jealous and envious, which is of no use.  The crimson tea is like lava, settling in the crystal cup. The pure British black tea emits a sweet smell. There are several exquisite desserts placed on the table.  The whole atmosphere is relaxed and pleasant. This is the afternoon tea invited by Princess Zara.  Drinking black tea is a popular taste among British aristocrats, and Princess Zara is no exception.  Whether it was Yan Xiaolang, Zhang Tong or Xia Yu, they all tasted the tea gently.  Not to try the taste, but to taste the atmosphere.  It's a rare opportunity to have tea with the princess.  Only Wang Chao didn¡¯t drink.  The sweet aroma of British black tea does not suit his taste. Before he became a master of boxing, he only liked Chinese tea. After the bitterness, there was a lingering fragrance. After he became a master of boxing, he rarely drank tea.  Yes, only drink pure water.  Because the irritating things in the tea seep into the intestines and stomach bit by bit, it is very uncomfortable.  "My former equestrian instructor also didn't like drinking this kind of black tea. He always recommended me to drink Chinese tea, but after I drank it, I felt very bitter." Princess Zara looked at Wang Chao, who did not drink tea, and said in English  .  Zhang Tong put down his tea cup and quickly translated for Wang Chao.  Wang Chao knew that Princess Zara¡¯s former equestrian instructor was most likely his Baguazhang junior brother Liu Qing.  This person has studied both martial arts very deeply and shows mercy everywhere.  However, Wang Chao still admired Liu Qing's unique taste for the ambiguity between him and the princess.  Yan Xiaolang also put down his tea cup and looked at Wang Chao.  This time he gained a lot. He met Zhang Tong and was invited by a princess.  "Ms. Zhang, is this your bodyguard?" He was also curious about Wang Chao's identity.  Zhang Tong was about to speak to conceal Wang Chao's identity, but Wang Chao said: "Who are you, Yan Yuanyi?" "She is my sister." Yan Xiaolang was stunned for a moment, and after subconsciously answering, his eyes suddenly became nervous.  , asked in shock: "You know my sister!" Yan Yuanyi is definitely a legendary and powerful figure. As the instructor and chief of staff of the Changfeng First Army, he is extremely powerful and can turn his hands into clouds and rain. He is absolutely tough.  .  Even among the princelings and princesses in Beijing, she is one of the top figures. Even if her fianc¨¦ is a member of the Standing Committee of the family, he still has to look at her face.  In Yan Xiaolang¡¯s eyes, her sister is really too strong.  He also didn't expect that a young man he met suddenly would actually interact with his sister.  "Of course I do." Wang Chao said: "Your sister must be thinking about me very much now. If you have a chance, tell her that I am thinking about her too."
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