The red wine emits a shimmer of red light, shaking gently in the cup like a whirlpool in the deep sea. The scarlet and blood-red wine emits a faint fragrance. Bordeaux, the best red wine in the world, can only produce less than three bottles of this top-quality red wine every year. Even if you are very rich, you may not buy it, because this is a honor that only people with taste and identity can enjoy.

The Emperor had never drunk such red wine. Facing the bright sunshine outside the window, he slowly appreciated the elegant curves of the red wine in the glass, as if he was admiring a graceful girl dancing gracefully.

The emperor was in a very good mood today. He was actually interested in drinking, which he usually thought was just a sabotage of men's ambitions. He picked up the red wine he just sent, and it was already the second glass.

Wu Yuesheng sat opposite the emperor, his nose twitching slightly. Only such red wine is worthy of his identity, and only mysterious figures like him are worthy of only three bottles of red wine every year.

"Mr. Wu's taste is indeed extraordinary. This is the best red wine I have ever drunk." When the scarlet red in the red wine settled slightly, the emperor took a sip and immediately raised his glass to Wu Yuesheng and exclaimed.

This is the room where the emperor meets. Those who can come here are prominent figures. Even confidants like Naoshima Man are not qualified to come to this elegantly decorated house with a very quaint style.

Just as they were drinking, Babu's 30,000 coalition forces had been completely destroyed, and the Y-du people's aircraft carrier fleet had long been sank into the Wanzhanghai in Fusang Sea. Maybe it had started to rust at this time. But the people here didn't care at all.

The reason why the emperor doesn't care is that those people have no relationship with him. They volunteer to help him. If they die, they should die. The more they die, the better. This means that the military strength of the Chinese and the prime minister will also be damaged.

Wu Yuesheng also doesn't care. He is a businessman, but he is more like a tough and cunning politician. Even an old politician like Tada will be scared when he sees him, because you can never see what he is thinking in his heart from his face.

The Emperor still has many reinforcements. The 100,000 troops of the Chinese people are ready to go. It seems that another 50,000 people have boarded the ship and started to travel to the Fusang Sea one after another.

The Mediterranean Fleet and the Wasp aircraft carrier fleet of the Americans are cruising around the waters of Fusang. This is the most powerful aircraft carrier fleet in the world. With these two aircraft carrier fleets, they can even conquer Fusang. It is not possible for YDuren to compare the third-rate troops of the fleet with old aircraft carriers. The emperor can completely believe that even if all the aircraft in Fusang are dispatched at the same time, the Americans can obtain air supremacy as soon as possible.

Even if they all died, so what if he had the 60,000 troops in Jiuzhou. I heard that those three guys incited some colleagues, and now the army of 100,000 people has been expanded to be ready to set off near Jiuzhou at any time.

The emperor's heart was full of joy. Now he is almost a giant looking down on everything in Fusang. What is Amaterasu or Tsukiyuki, or Susaga, in his eyes, they are just ants.

But Wu Yuesheng, who suddenly appeared, was more important than anyone else. Even the arrogant emperor could not help but accidentally invite him into the VIP room. It was not because he brought only three bottles of good wine in the world every year, but because the power hidden behind this person was so terrible.

He is gentle and can even be described by his hands without any power. But he is like a devil's spokesperson, and after every smile, he hides the powerful power of the devil in hell. Perhaps his decision will destroy the emperor in the next moment.

Wu Yuesheng smiled and shook her head: "Mr. Emperor may not be very real about red wine. Red wine is like a woman, and it has a sour feeling when it is in. No matter how good the red wine is, it can't escape this rule after how long it has been collected or brewed."

"But when you feel it with your tongue and the entire soul, the fat and swallows are thin, tall or sexy, and the three-dimensional picture of every woman will appear deep in your mind. This is like red wine. Every sweetness represents its journey and the efforts of the brewer. In fact, we are not drinking, but drinking the ups and downs of life."

Wu Yuesheng said slowly, slowly falling into intoxication. Although the Emperor knew almost nothing about all this, he still nodded slightly with art. Who told you to ask for help? If you can't help, you have to be honest.

The room was a little quiet and intoxicated for a long time. Wu Yuesheng finally walked out of his outlook on life, chuckled and shook his head: "Sorry, Mr. Emperor, I am such a person, and I always go off topic at critical moments."

"It's okay, Mr. Wu, your opinion is something I've never heard of, and it's very inspiring to me." The emperor nodded in agreement, but only saw Wu Yuesheng shaking his head.

"You don't understand, you are the superior owner of imperial power, and you enjoy honor even if you don't have great power." Wu Yuesheng's face was very cold, as if an epic was telling a solemn history. The emperor was stunned. He didn't understand why this man suddenly turned against him. Did he say something wrong?

"You don't understand the sadness and bitterness of the Emperor who has not walked at the bottom of society. Only those who live at the bottom of the society will cherish the hard-earned honor even more when they climb to the top of glory."

Wu Yuesheng clapped his hands gently, and the old-fashioned sliding door opened. The floor made of ancient cherry blossom trees made a squeak. Two men in black windbreakers slowly took off their shoes, and the mud was trampled casually. A half-smoked cigarette was thrown on the cherry blossom trees floor, and there were still repeated green smoke.

If it were ordinary people, they would have been crazy about playing with people coming. In Fusang, how could they put cigarette butts so rudely on the expensive floor? Even the emperor frowned slightly.

The two people who came in were not old, at most they looked in their thirties. Their heads were combed backwards, and one of them even had a whip. The hair was greasy and cooled, and it was obvious that they used a lot of oil.

The face was taken care of very seriously, and the blue color of the stubble indicated that they had just shaved this morning. The pores were so meticulous that they had just had facial care. These were two men who paid great attention to appearance.

The Emperor's brows slowly stretched out because he saw the tattoos exposed on the sleeves of the two men who sat down and didn't even say hello. It was a blue tiger claw, majestic. Even if it was covered by clothes, it exuded endless majesty.

"March?" The Emperor was out of a huge shock. He was originally expecting Wu Yuesheng to bring him some surprises, but he brought a bombshell that almost blown him away.

"Mr. Wu, this..." Although the emperor wanted to kick out these two rude street gangsters, Wu Yuesheng called in after all, and he was still maintaining his last patience.

Wu Yuesheng smiled slightly: "They are from the Longshe family, and this one is the young master of the Longshe family." Wu Yuesheng pointed to the man with a small braid and looked very much like a singer. The man with a small braid nodded to the emperor casually, with arrogance in his eyes.

The Emperor was a little unhappy: "Mr. Wu, I don't know what the Dragon Society is, nor do you know what you mean. But our meeting today should be a very important thing. Do you invite these people to come?"

This is enough. If a polite gentleman was a polite gentleman, he would be ashamed to leave after hearing the master speak like this. But now the bosses of two underworld families are sitting. They are not civilized gentlemen, they are just leaders of gangsters.

Wu Yuesheng laughed and shook the red wine glass in his hand: "Mr. Emperor, you are the Emperor of Fusang, the orthodox emperor who has been passed down for hundreds of years. But what you don't know is that in Fusang, it was not the imperial power or the general, but the industry of the Longshe family. Almost the entire Fusang is the industry of the Longshe family, including many of your guards, they are their slaves. They are the kings underground, and the young master of the Longshe family, Yingsheng, is the new generation of emperors.

"Emperor? Underground Emperor?" The Emperor could not understand the world Wu Yuesheng said at all. Is there a family that is more powerful and has a long-standing reputation in Fusang? And after Wu Yuesheng's words, he is nothing at all. This Dragon and Snake family is the real ruler of Fusang.

Looking at the emperor's expression with a blank look, Wu Yuesheng chuckled softly: "Then let me tell you, Mr. Emperor. Do you think Fusang is ruled by the emperor or the prime minister? He was a general earlier? In fact, you were wrong. You ruled the grassroots people, and the Longshe family is the emperor in the hearts of all people. All the black forces in Fusang must respect the Longshe family as their main family, and almost all the nobles must accept the sponsorship of the Longshe family. Their new generation of families mainly accepts the blessings of the Longshe family to become the new heads of the family, otherwise they are just waste."

"The Longshe family controls 70% of Fusang's industries, and more than half of Fusang's taxes are taken from the Longshe family or industries related to the Longshe family. It can be said that the Longshe family is the real emperor of Fusang and the ruler of invisible existence."

Wu Yuesheng slowly approached the emperor, and his smile made the emperor shudder: "Just like Ichiro Matsumoto, his Black Dragon Society is a subordinate organization of the Dragon Snake family. And your own ninja guards, each of them is controlled by the Dragon Snake family. They are all slaves, the eternal slaves of the Dragon Snake family."

There were huge waves rolling in the emperor's mind, and the whole world seemed to have shifted. All the facts he knew seemed to have changed drastically. Is this still the Fusang he knew?

"Mr. Wu, what are you trying to say?" The Emperor had already started to tremble.
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