Becoming a lord begins with conquering Li Yunlong

Chapter 83 Don't Talk Nonsense!

"Oh my God!" In the peaceful morning, on the second floor of an ordinary hotel with no name, a young man sat up from the bed in shock.

This sitting is for a while.

"There is such a thing!" The corner of the young man's mouth slanted, as if he understood everything.

The young man on the bed is none other than Reis.

Last night, after he had that strange dream.

In his mind, there are many memories that he never knew before.

For example, in fact, the former Lace also liked Jasmine!
However, the inferiority complex of a single-parent family and the restraint of his own personality made him dare not speak out about it.

Until one day, his best brother, Ross!
He told Leis that, in fact, he had always liked the girl who grew up with them.

On this day, Reis thought a lot.

In the end, his choice was to escape.

He hid his feelings for Jasmine in his heart.

Even helping Ross to confess his love to Jasmine?
Thus, the scene in his dream appeared!
But what is it for?
Leisi always felt that there was a deep meaning in the eyes that he looked at him in the dream.

It's just that he can't figure it out.

However, what he never expected was that this guy, Lace, actually liked Jasmine.

Moreover, in the memory this time, there are many more memories related to Jasmine.

Even Reis felt a little bit empathetic.

However, in the final analysis, these things were all about Lacey before, and Lacey now has no feelings for Jasmine.

The only feeling is that Jasmine is like a child who hasn't grown up!
And after that, Reis also knew about the memory.

After that happened.

Ross chose to go to other places, and Jasmine also chose to go to the outside world. As for Lace, he lived in Yajia City as if he was hiding from something.

Needless to say the following story, when the war came, the shackles of fate struck the three of them again, and they met together again.

As if that incident had never happened, the three became good friends again.

However, all three of them more or less knew that this was only on the surface.

"It's boring!" After sorting out the whole incident in his mind, Reis shook his head. This kind of complicated emotional disputes between young men and women has never been what he is good at.

Looking at the sunshine outside the window, Lace stretched lazily. Although the dream last night was a bit strange, I have to say that last night was the most peaceful night he slept since he came to this world.

The whole person fell asleep.

Just like a corpse, there is no need to think about anything.

"By the way, my little brother is still waiting below!"

Reis got dressed and went downstairs.

"You know, right? That man! It was just one knife! It cut the throats of the two British soldiers who beat me! That's right, it was one knife! At that time, I only saw a flash of cold light, and then, I saw the two soldiers A cloud of blood exploded from the throat of a British soldier!"

While still on the stairs, Lace faintly heard Molier's impassioned voice in the hall.

"My God! Molier, you still meet such a hero!"

"It looks like Saida is not dead yet!"

In the hall at this time, Molier's head was wrapped with a bandage, and he could vaguely see the excitement on his face.

Every word and every word seems to be telling the ferocity of Lacey.

"Morrigo!" Just as Lace entered the hall, Morlier in the crowd saw Lace at a glance and shouted excitedly.

Everyone in the hall who was listening to Molier's chatter had doubts on their faces and turned their heads in the direction Molier was looking at.

He looked at Lace who had just descended the stairs.

"Could it be him!"

"It doesn't feel like it!"

Among the crowd, there were whispers of discussion.

Looking at the strange looks in everyone's eyes, Leis looked helpless. He didn't want to attract other people's attention at this time.

At this time, Moriel had already left his seat and walked in the direction of Reis.

"I'm here to look for you! Brother!" Molier smiled, with a look of hospitality, for fear that others would not see his admiration for Lacey.

"Don't look at me like that, okay, I don't want to attract others' attention." Lace lowered his head, leaned close to Molier's ear, and whispered.

"Oh!" Molier nodded while looking at the people around him.

"My brother is not the person I told you just now! Don't talk nonsense!"

After Molier's cover-up, which was almost as if there was no silver 300 here, the eyes of everyone became even more strange.

"Forget it, let's go!" Lace covered his face and pulled Molier away from this place.

"Brother, I heard something this morning!" On the way, Moriel followed Reis, just like a child following his parents.

"What's the matter!" Lace looked at Molier behind him, and really didn't know why he accepted this guy as his younger brother.

Maybe it's because I'm too busy?
"With the support of a group of hundreds of English troops, they were beaten by the Saida army outside the city and fled!" Molier said excitedly.

"Huh? You guys found out so soon?" Lace looked at Molier. He didn't expect the news to spread to the city so quickly.

"Of course, our inn is the fastest-distributing area in the city other than the city center. Not to mention the English army outside the city, even if the Queen of England is assassinated, we can receive it as soon as possible. News!" Molier said proudly, puffing out her chest.

Reis nodded and smiled.

"Wait, you didn't know about this long ago, did you?" At this moment, Morlier realized the meaning of what Lace said just now.

"Theoretically speaking, I should be the first group of people to know the news!" If Molier found out that this matter was actually directed by Lace, what kind of reaction would Molier have?
"My God! Could it be that you heard Lace talk about it!" Molier said suddenly.

"Actually, Lacey directed this matter!" Lacey nodded and said without hesitation.

"really?"

"No wonder! No wonder, Lacey left Jakarta City because he wanted to do great things!"

When Moriel thought of this, her admiration for Leith became even deeper.

"As long as you are happy!" Lace nodded with a calm expression.

"Then, brother, where are we going now? Are we going to complete some special mission?" In Molier's imagination, as heroes lurking in the enemy's hinterland, they should all complete one difficult and complicated task after another. The task is right.

"Next? Let's go to the More Hotel!" Reis said after thinking for a moment.

(End of this chapter)