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Chapter 282 Change the map(1/2)

Subtitle of this chapter: Southampton roared, and our Master Yuan made a loud debut again!

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Saturday, June 18, 1921, at night.

After a full nine days of reading, the "Girl's Love" riding by our Yuan Dashi finally came from Stranglethorn Valley to Treasure Bay...

Long live the tribe!

SORRY, it seems to be a series of events.

But then again, the technology level of the earth in 1921 seemed to be unable to catch up with the Azeroth continent, and there was not even a goblin airship or portal.

After a transatlantic voyage of only nine days, our Master Yuan finally arrived in Port Southampton, England from New York, America.

Since it is an island country, the British Empire has several good harbors in its native land, such as London, Manchester, Liverpool, Portsmouth, Bristol, etc. However, Southampton is the dock for almost all Atlantic mail ships.

In other words, he changed from the map of the next world overlord to the map of the current world overlord.

Anyway, for Yuan Yanshu, his time travel is similar to playing games. It’s just that the game he plays has a little more freedom and a little more real NPC.

Standing on the deck with him, a very real and beautiful NPC who was standing on the deck and looking at the port, said excitedly: "I finally arrived in the UK... This is my first time going abroad!"

She asked Master Yuan, "BOSS, have you been to the UK?"

Yuan Yan, leaning against the railing, suddenly sighed and said, "Aisi, why do you say that, I've been here once."

Of course, he came to England a hundred years later.

Yuan Hongjian is also the only post-90s generation in a well-off family in a first-tier city. Young people like him don’t have to worry about the big deal of houses. Even the money for buying a car is "borrowed" from their elders, so naturally there is no burden. Spending tens of thousands of soft sister coins to travel to Europe is nothing.

His great-great-uncle went abroad in 1917, when the European war was still in progress. How could he run to such a war-torn place? So at that time, Yuan Yan suddenly rode a ship in the Magic City and crossed the Pacific Ocean, crossing the North American continent to New York.

However, the British Empire he "had" came to was already a "large corrupt country" with harmless humans and animals.

However, now, the sun has not yet set yet, and it is still the number one overlord on this planet.

After the signing of the Versailles Contract, the Empire of Sun-Don't Settings officially became the largest land empire in human history, with an area of ​​33.67 million square kilometers.

It is equivalent to the land area of ​​the three major gangsters in China, the United States and Russia a hundred years later. This is really a big map!

Of course, as a time traveler, Yuan Yanshu is very sure that the sun does not set now is like the "sun in the west", and after all, it is "it is about to set..."

"Miss Moman, Dr. Yuan. You can get off the boat."

As passengers in the special cabin, they naturally had the right to get off the ship first, so Yuan Yanshu and his party were the first to walk down the gangway and enter the customs.

And because Miss Moman was too excited, they walked in the forefront.

It should be because these people were dressed well and had extraordinary temperament, so even Master Yuan, the yellow man, did not suffer any difficulties. However, the British guys looked at him with strange eyes, as if they had already recognized him.

Yuan Yanshu was not surprised. His photos were published in major American newspapers every now and then, and he even fell down as Lieutenant Colonel Alexander, a British military officer stationed in foreign countries. It was very natural for someone to know him here.

But our Master Yuan did not expect that as soon as we walked out of customs, we met many British people who knew him.

The British people from the 20th and 30th were very enthusiastic, and their fists were waved at him with great excitement, cheering loudly...

“GO TO HELL!”

"Get back, Opium!"

"Chinese monkey, we don't welcome you!"

Not only did they shout slogans that were unbearable, they also rushed towards him with great momentum.

Not far away, a few guys who seemed to be reporters had already picked up their cameras, and it seemed that they were going to take a picture of Yuan Yan being besieged.

Hey, what did you say?

Could it be that my aura is so strong that I am so popular when I arrived in the UK... that one is not popular anymore.

Our Master Yuan doesn’t like reading newspapers in addition to his own big news. This is not a fault for not learning. If he wants to know what historical events will happen one day, just click the master’s ball, why is that effort wasted?

He did not read any other British newspapers except for reading the Times and the Daily Mail by chance.

However, because of his articles "9 Comments on the Democratic Party", his confrontation with the Times reporter in New York, and that duel, these things combined make some British people, especially some British people in the Conservative Party, hate him so much.

So when he learned that he had come to the UK, some ignorant people were "spontaneously" gathered to give him a warning.

When the female secretary saw that the situation was wrong, she couldn't help but say, "BOSS, let's leave here soon!"

At this time, Xiaokang, who was following him, also grabbed him and said with a serious expression: "Second Master, go quickly. I'll cover..."

"Hmph, why are you going? I don't need cover... I still need cover when I wait, Xiaokang, don't move!"

Yuan Yan suddenly took out a small iron box from his arms, hid behind Condor and swallowed a poor insect.

Miss Moman saw this situation and her appearance was so distorted that she could not see it. She exclaimed in a burst of voice: "BOSS, what are you doing? This is so disgusting!"

Our Master Yuan turned around and scolded: "SHUT UP!"

"Puji!"

Her female secretary seemed like seasickness. After staggering for a few steps, she sat down on the ground.

On the side, Xiaokang was also affected by sound waves. He was clever and his body shook a few times. Fortunately, he practiced martial arts since childhood and was very steady in the lower body. In the end, he did not fall like a poor female secretary.

Vertebrates maintain body balance by relying on the vestibular organs in the inner ear. If a particularly loud sound is transmitted into the ear, this will naturally occur.

"Xiaokang, please dodge me!" Yuan Yanshu tried his best to lower his voice and give an order.

Unexpectedly, his driver shouted: "Second Master, what did you say?"

"Hi!"

Master Yuan had no choice but to clear away Xiaokang, who had been deafened by himself, and face the demonstrators who were three or four steps away from him...

Then he took a deep breath, and at this time the strong man running in front had already punched him...

“KNEEL FXCK DOWM!”

The people who were going through the customs procedures frowned and asked in surprise: "Hey, why did it thunder?"

Another person said: "No, this is not thunder, but..."

"Fight a cannon!"

Everyone rushed out of the door, and even the customs officials followed.

Kareems, a famous group of contestants in the Songchuang world, among which the particularly outstanding members can emit volumes up to more than 100 decibels.

By the way, this thing is commonly known as the grasshopper, but the name is too low-key.

And now he has become a human-shaped katyr, and the volume of his loud shouting is almost the same as the roar of cannons. This is still he is just a zero-level insect vein warlock, and he can only exert the power of katyr to a very small extent.

When he gets higher, it is not impossible to let the river flow back with a loud shout.

However, even a level zero insect vein warlock is enough for these guys to have a good drink.

They gave all of us Master Yuan KNEEL DOWN.

So in the eyes of others, Yuan Yan suddenly shouted and dozens of people fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Those photojournalists left a precious historical record.

Oh, this is the famous "Southampton Persuasion Incident". (Author's note: mentioned earlier, but Murong doesn't remember which chapter mentioned it.)

This incident was the appetizer of our Master Yuan on the British Isles. Compared to this little mess, it won’t take long for him to poke a big hole in the sky above these three islands.

The sun sets, pretending to be at the end of the world.

Behind him, he looked up forty-five degrees at the sunset that was about to fall below the horizon, and sighed, "JING WO RU JING SHEN!"

"Hong, Hong, Brother Hongjian..."

"I'm not Yuan Hongjian, I'm..."

Yuan Yan, who was too immersed in the role, finally came to his senses. He was not so lucky to travel to the cool story of "urban immortal cultivation".

Yuan Yan suddenly looked back and said in surprise: "Qi Sen..."

Well, why doesn't it ring?

Alas, my level is still too low, and I shouted a few times and then my voice returned to normal.

"Keisen, you are really. Brother, didn't I tell you not to pick me up in the letter? Why are you here? You're so kind."

"Xiao, Xiao, I miss you very much when I parted with Brother Hongjian in New York, so I want to see you soon."

Xu Zhimo looked at the calm old friend who was finally able to speak in a hurry, but he still pointed to the crowd who fell to the ground and said, "Brother Hongjian, what's going on?"

"Kei Sen, this..."

Our Master Yuan turned his eyes and saw a young man named Seris beside Xu Zhimo, and then changed the subject and said, "This is..."

"Oh, I'll introduce you." Xu Zhimo pointed to his companion and said, "Speaking of this, he is also your fellow countryman, Chen Junyuan."

My fellow countryman is still named Chen Yuan. Isn’t this Chen Xiying?
To be continued...
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