Chapter 534

It didn't take long to get from Switzerland to London, so Zhou Xingchen arrived in London soon.

Liang Jia's location is not very difficult to find, so Zhou Xingchen got off the plane and found the castle hidden in the jungle.

As soon as I got to the entrance of the castle, I was stopped unexpectedly.

Looking at the groups of men in red British clothes in front of him calmly, Zhou Xingchen looked cold and expressionless.

Up and down looked at the other group of people, looking at the group of people holding a black gun, Zhou Xingchen's eyes deepened.

As expected, he was a man of great influence this time.

The atmosphere has a moment of micro condensation.

Each other's men with guns looked at each other, obviously frightened by Zhou Xingchen's powerful aura, and some of them were at a loss.

With thin lips and cold eyes, Zhou Xingchen was just about to open his mouth. Not far away, the half pillar High Castle Gate slowly opened. Dressed in black, the handsome British man gracefully took a few steps from the exquisitely carved castle gate, straightened his shirt cuffs, and bowed slightly to Zhou Xingchen, It's a standard British gentry.

With deep eyes, Zhou Xingchen can feel that the characters in front of him are not simple. After all, he can clearly feel the relief of the men in red.

Tall and cold body standing in place, Zhou Xingchen's eyes slightly cold, "Jiajia?"

A gentle smile appeared towards Zhou Xingchen. The British man on the opposite side straightened his back and made a gesture of invitation to the left. His attitude was gentle, but he didn't answer the question, "Mr. Zhou, our host heard that you are here, so he specially asked me to invite you, hoping to have a talk with you."

Frowning, Zhou Xingchen is obviously a moment of displeasure, just want to speak, but suddenly was in front of the British man to interrupt.

Obviously, the British man was aware of Zhou Xingchen's thoughts and bent down. He said, "Miss Xia Jia is resting in the room now. I think Mr. Zhou would better follow me to see my master. You know, do as the Romans do."

Although the British man in front of him didn't understand what he said, Zhou Xingchen could still detect his meaning. The implication is that if Zhou Xingchen doesn't obediently go to see his master, Liang Jia, who is under house arrest, will be in danger.

His fingers suddenly gathered together. Zhou Xingchen's eyes narrowed slightly. His dark eyes were staring at the man in front of him. His eyes were very deep.

Long legs move, he said coldly, "come on, take me!"

There was a smile on William's lips.

The castle is very big, covering an area of at least half of the city. Following the British men walking in the middle of the tall buildings in London, Zhou Xingchen can't help but guess what their origins are.

But thoughts still came out, and William, who had been walking in front of him, suddenly stopped in front of a black solid wood gate.

With a smile at Zhou Xingchen, William bent slightly to open the door of his study. "Mr. Zhou, please come in. The Lord has been waiting for you for a long time

Zhou Xingchen's eyes were slightly cold. He looked at him up and down, and then moved his eyes to the door. It was only at that moment that the breath of strangers was very strong.

As soon as Zhou Xingchen stepped inside, the door was immediately closed.

Looking around the room in front of him without expression, Zhou Xingchen's eyes seemed to be the same as the middle-aged man sitting behind the desk, and his look had never changed.

The tall floor to ceiling glass windows were shining on the whole study, and the bookcases on display were neatly placed in front of him. Zhou Xingchen looked at it for a while and felt dull, so his eyes slowly moved to the man's face.

Dark pupil deep, he calmly walked to the middle-aged man's seat, not waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, he casually found a comfortable position to sit down, let the middle-aged man's hand also embarrassed to stop in place, hook up thin lips, the middle-aged man seems not to care, also just a slight smile.

Eyebrows slightly pick, Zhou Xingchen's body with an unquestionable sense of oppression, "come on, what do you want? How can I let her go? "

"I don't quite understand what Mr. Zhou is talking about. Please come here, just to have a talk with Mr. Zhou. After all, you know, this castle is not always open to the public."

It seems that Zhou Xingchen's sense of oppression has not been paid attention to. The middle-aged man's words make people feel uncomfortable, "especially, I think you have given up Miss Xia Jia. After all, recently, you seem to have many stories with another woman."The implication is to spy on Ren Chengyan again.

Frowning, although Zhou Xingchen didn't like being spied like this, he was even more tired of being tied to him with Ren Chengyan. "I don't have any relationship with that kind of woman. Don't you know that kind of small hand very well?"

Irony goes back.

But the middle-aged man in front of him didn't seem to care at all, and he felt very satisfied with Zhou Xingchen's situation. The corners of his mouth were slightly crooked. He laughed again, but soon disappeared. "It seems that Zhou Shao is really clear about a woman he doesn't love."

With a little bit of threat, the middle-aged man's tone is not slow, "if I guess correctly, it is very important to let Mr. Zhou you come here in person."

Zhou Xingchen's eyebrows slightly twisted, a hand suddenly saved up, keenly aware of the meaning of the middle-aged man's words, Zhou Xingchen's whole body immediately sent out a sharp breath.

He said coldly, "what do you want?"

The top room of the castle is luxurious and bright in royal style, with soft princess bed and all kinds of food.

Just stay in the room of people can not enjoy, preoccupied with sitting on the soft sofa.

Around him was Mr. William, who had just led Zhou Xingchen to his study, and the maid who was waiting on him when he followed him.

Standing quietly beside her, William stared at Liang Jia's tangled and distressed expression with a smile. His eyes were a little chilly, while Liang Jia was deeply in a painful struggle.

Heart tightly into a ball, Liang Jia dark pupil deep, staring at the big screen placed not far away, slender fingers suddenly gathered into a ball.

On the big screen, there are Zhou Xingchen's delicate face like a goblin, the middle-aged man's smile and the beautiful castle study.

Under the camera, Zhou Xingchen's face suddenly condenses and the middle-aged man's smile makes Liang Jia's heart suddenly pull up. Across the screen, she can feel the tense atmosphere.

The dialogue between the two was also broadcast word for word through the loudspeaker, so that Liang Jia could hear it clearly.