My British Empire

  Chapter 230 Secret Operations

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  Closing his eyes, Jack felt his head was a little dazed. Until now, he thought it was just His Majesty the King joking.

   At that time, under the leadership of the secretary, he came to the dark study room. His Majesty the King lowered his head and looked at the books in his hands solemnly. The breath in the air was extraordinarily thick and exciting.

   "Your Majesty!" He stepped forward lightly, stroked his chest with his right hand, bent down to salute, hesitated for a while, and said.

   "En!" Edward agreed without raising his head, and continued to stare at the book in his hand, as if this was everything.

  Seeing this, Jack could only raise his head, bend slightly, and stood aside, waiting quietly without saying a word.

   Just like that, after more than half an hour, the king raised his head, as if he had just returned from the world in the book, with an expression on his face that was still unfinished.

   "Your Qi Yang Kungfu has been practiced well recently, very good!"

   Just as he lowered his head to think about the king's meaning, His Majesty's hoarse and deep voice came from his ear.

   "Yes, Your Majesty! The more you do, the better it will be!"

  He didn't hesitate, he lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

   "Very good, I feel relieved when I see your spirit!"

  He didn't see His Majesty the king's expression, he lowered his head, and he felt from his tone that this should mean satisfaction!

   "In this way, I can rest assured!"

   Just when he was in doubt, he was called to the front, and after listening to His Majesty the King's speech, he understood what it meant.

   "Dong dong dong—" At this time, he was awakened by a knock on the door, and he came back from the memory in an instant, and choked out a sentence from his throat.

   "Come in—" There was a hint of annoyance in the voice, which made the visitor shiver!

   "My lord, this is the big and small events that happened in London last month!"

  A thin and flexible figure closed the door, showing black and yellow teeth, and said to Jack with a smile.

   "Payne, put down the information and leave. What are you doing sneakily?"

  I saw that the thin figure didn't leave automatically after delivering the materials, but instead stood by the wall cheekily, rolling his eyes around, not knowing what he was doing.

   Jack couldn't laugh or cry about this, so he could only keep a straight face and ask this partner who was also from the Orphan Army.

   "Hey!" Payne licked his thick skin, walked up to Jack, and smirked.

   "Didn't they push me here to see you?"

   Payne pointed at the crowd outside the door, and sold them all without hesitation.

   "You too, everyone is curious about what your Majesty called you to order!"

   Payne straightened his expression and asked in a normal tone.

   "This is related to everyone's interests, so I can only come in and ask with a cheeky face!"

  Seeing this, Jack also calmed down, narrowed his eyes, and leaned back on the back of the chair, like a limp corpse.

   "In detail, you don't need to know that much, just know that we really have an important task this time!"

  Jack exhaled, his tone calm and indifferent.

   "Haha, this is really happy, so I won't bother you!"

   Payne laughed a few times, clapped his hands, and left the office like a wind. The door made a painful sound, and Jack shook his head with a wry smile.

   Soon, he heard a burst of cheers and the voice of Long Live His Majesty. His smile began to brighten, and he was able to satisfy his subordinates. He was qualified as a leader.

  After the outside was quiet for a while, Jack straightened his clothes, then got up from the chair, opened the door with heavy steps, and left the office.

   "Everyone, His Majesty the King entrusted me with it today. No, it is a very important task for us. This means that the King recognizes our recent performance. Everyone has worked hard these days!"

  As soon as Jack came out, facing this tall and thin body, everyone was silent for a while.

   And he didn't care, he looked at the dozen or so people in front of him with blazing eyes, and said calmly and thickly.

   Seeing the leader who usually faces people coldly say dramatic words of thanks, everyone was taken aback, and some even opened their mouths so wide that they could stuff a big goose egg.

   Seeing this, Jack said with a blank expression.

   "This time is our first and most important performance, which determines His Majesty's expectations of us, and also represents the first time we have shown our fangs in England!"

   "Everyone, this mission must not be missed. Everyone, including me, must participate. Use all your energy and make no mistakes!"

  Jack glanced sharply at the crowd and saw that all of them looked serious, so he continued.

   "Okay, get ready, we will talk about it tonight, and I will tell you then!"

"well…"

  Everyone sighed in unison in their hearts, being tickled by his appetite, this feeling is really uncomfortable.

   Waiting for everyone to work mechanically, Jack nodded in satisfaction and returned to his office.

   It's not that he didn't tell them, the main reason is that this task needs to be kept strictly confidential, and he can't reveal anything. After all, his opponent should not be underestimated.

  At nine o'clock in the evening, the entire palace was almost completely dark, except for the side hall of the Palace Intelligence Department, where a few candles were extravagantly lit, making it the only dimly lit place in the palace.

   It's also fortunate that other people are not ordinary people. They don't eat animal meat often, but they eat a lot of offal. They don't have night blindness.

  It was not until the beginning of the twentieth century that the West, under the leadership of the wealthy elites, resisted eating animal offal, thinking it was dirty and filthy.

  However, how would they know that their ancestors had a history of eating offal comparable to that of the Chinese, and even ate more tricks than the Chinese.

   "Everyone, our target this time is Felton John, a circuit judge currently living in Oxfordshire."

  Jack sat at the head of the long table, with candles lit in front of him, and the dancing candlelight was active on his face from time to time, giving people an inexplicable confidence.

   "This time I will lead the team and be in charge of the command. Let's act together and don't disturb the target without authorization. This is what I want to say!"

  Jack glanced at the faces of everyone, and then focused on a thin piece of paper in front of him, on which were written Felton John's main deeds and family situation.

  He entrusted someone to take it from Blood Blade. After all, Blood Blade has been established for several years, so there are countless such materials.

   "Act tonight, be fast, act according to my plan, and don't make any noise! ​​We are a secret operation this time!"

  Jack frowned and said sharply to everyone.

   "Yes, my lord!"

  Everyone's eyes turned to this young outrageous leader, they all stood up straight and shouted loudly.

  (end of this chapter)