MTL - Admiral in the Marvel Universe-v2 Chapter 402 Kingsman Arthur and Valentine's Dream

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In a room of a building, Valentine, with a head as smooth as a black marinated egg, held up a photo and looked at it quietly. After a while...

"Fuck!" Valentine slammed the photo down: "Doesn't anyone know who this guy is?"

The photo thrown off the table is of Brigadier General Norrington's face, but his face was chopped into two halves. His pale, bloodless face had round eyes. to identify him.

This guy is unlucky. In the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, because he kissed Yin Lisabai, he not only lost his official position, but also became cold.

Here, not long after the appearance, it immediately became cold, and it completely became the background board.

"And, not just this man, but this **** English gentleman!" Valentine said, pointing to Galahad's face on the holographic screen on the table:

"And this bastard, he actually forced me to kill Professor Arnold... Damn, Professor Arnold, I **** love Professor Arnold."

Valentin clenched his fists and released them with both hands nervously, then clenched his fists and released them again, and cursed through gritted teeth.

In front of him, the slender black straight and long beauty said while operating the holographic panel: "BOSS, we know that the emergency and monitoring system is working well, which is good news for us."

"Then do you know what the bad news is?" Valentine leaned forward and tapped the picture of Galahad on the table and said:

"'My colleague died to save you'! What this gentleman said just now, they are an organization, and they are eyeing us!"

"And we still don't know his identity, Mama Falk!"

The black straight beauty sighed helplessly: "BOSS, I contacted the FBI, S.H.I.E.L.D., Langley, MI6, 5, and KGB, they don't know this person, not even the Israeli Mossad I also contacted..."

"Wow~ That's really good." Valentine exclaimed exaggeratedly: "What about the mainland imperial capital? Have you contacted them?"

The black straight beauty was speechless for a while: "BOSS, this person is British, and the person who forced you to kill Professor Arnold is also British, how could you go over there."

"And... God, their secret service organization doesn't even have a special name, it makes my scalp tingle just thinking about it!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a white girl in a workplace uniform walked in and put a document in front of Valentine: "BOSS, we have received a message in our mailbox."

"Huh? Galahad? Kingsman?" Valentine took off his short-sighted eyes and looked closely:

"God, there is such a secret agency in this world. Damn, they forced me to kill Professor Arnold. They are guilty!"

The black straight and long beauty ignored this thing, but called out her mailbox and began to trace the source of the email.

"The email sent by the Indonesian mobile phone? God, who is this..." The black and straight beauty sighed while holding her forehead, things became more and more chaotic and more difficult.

"Come on, get ready." Valentin clapped his hands: "Let's visit this historic tailor shop... Damn, their history is longer than America's, and their honor is more than France's So much honor!"

...

South Kensington, in the villa, Gwen was lying in Cao Gui's arms, sleeping sweetly, without Kenm being annoying, she finally slept beautifully.

Cao Gui touched his chin, thinking about what happened during the day in his mind. Although he disclosed the news of Kingsman to Valentine, in fact, even without Cao Gui, Valentine could get Kingsman. news.

Not only that, but he can also reach a cooperation with Kingsman's head Arthur, if it weren't for that egg... ahem, it was the protagonist Eggsy, if it wasn't for the protagonist's halo, he found out about the cooperation between Arthur and Valentine. , maybe the whole Kingsman will be cool.

So... should I get involved in this?

Cao Gui touched his chin, thinking to himself, kill "Nick Fury" again?

"Forget it, as long as you don't provoke me, ignore them. I'm on vacation."

A high street in London, inside a tailor's shop.

Valentine sat in a large conference room with a large oval table and portraits of many people on the wall, including King Charles II, Queen Victoria, Prince Edward, and even now Her Majesty Lisabeth Yin .

"Dude, I think you must know me very well, I don't care about money at all." Valentine danced and said to a white-haired old man:

"If I wanted to, I could just retire from the company, let the business run its course, and find a private island to be happy..."

Arthur's wrinkled old face twitched slightly. Damn American, he had no manners at all, he was like a nouveau riche, and he didn't understand even a little bit of aristocratic etiquette.

But despite being very upset with Valentine, Arthur endured the discomfort and continued to listen. Unlike Galahad, he didn't think that anyone could be equal to him.

There are classes in this world, and they are of the most noble Anglo-Saxon bloodline, a race that stands at the pinnacle of human power.

Out of etiquette, he may treat ordinary people gently, but it is definitely not to put him on an equal footing. The lower class will always be the lower class.

Valentine's idea of ​​eliminating the inferior is to retain the human elite, and then remove the inferior, in order to achieve the purpose of protecting the earth and the environment.

This is in line with his philosophy, if everyone can be equal to him... Then what Anglo-Saxon am I?

Therefore, the two people for the dream hit it off, reached an intention in a short period of time, and began to cooperate.

Valentine continues his greatness and dreams of knowing the inferior, and Arthur... is in charge of getting in the way!

"Then ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Dear Mr. Arthur, that Galahad Knight will be handed over to you." Valentine smiled and said, "If you need help, just call me."

"Of course, Mr. Valentine." Arthur smiled. "No one will stand in the way of our great plan..."

However, at this point, Arthur suddenly looked stunned. This morning, Galahad told a person from S.H.I.E.L.D., and he watched the whole process completely through his holographic eyes.

"Dear Mr. Arthur, is there any trouble?" Valentine asked suspiciously, who was about to leave. He was playing so well just now, why did his expression suddenly change?

"Mr. Valentine, I'm sorry to inform you that the people of SHIELD also know about this." Arthur's face trembled, sighed, and said helplessly.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.?" Valentine frowned and couldn't help scolding: "That bunch of **** garbage."

Arthur glanced at his black face. If he said this sentence with a blindfold on his left eye, it would be very powerful.

"Galahad told the story to a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who was traveling here, and he's in South Kensington now."

"Wow~ Does Mr. Arthur have any good advice on this?" Valentine laughed: "You are the best at killing people."

"I provide information, and you are responsible for cleaning up." Arthur smiled: "My identity does not allow me to face S.H.I.E.L.D., but you are different."

"Well... that's okay too." Valentine nodded: "Then our plan should be accelerated, before SHIELD reacts."

"I agree."

"Then let's get to work and clean up those inferiors!" Valentine laughed.