Well, fortunately, there is only one step left. When he takes the throne, I will be the queen, and no one will be able to check and balance me in the future. Humph...

Moza couldn't stop smiling at the thought that she could arrange things as she wanted in the future.

…

1 o'clock in the afternoon is basically the hottest time of the day. After lunch, I stay at home and enjoy the air conditioning.

Therefore, there are the fewest people near the palace during this period.

Sudden……

Motorcades of two or three were heading towards the palace.

The people sitting in the car were all...big guys wearing sloppy hats.

Wearing a black sloppy hat in this weather will definitely make you hot, but this kind of hat, which only exposes the eyes and covers the rest of the body, can effectively hide a person's appearance.

These big men were holding rifles and wearing the uniforms of Qatari royal palace guards. Even if their convoys were seen by others, once people saw their attire, most people would think that they were royal palace guards out on a mission again. It's just that there were more people going this time, so no one took it seriously.

Moza and the prince's car were mixed in the middle of the convoy. They had to take control of the palace first, and then... give a speech!

…

With the blast of the first gunshot, there was a deliberate and unintentional move, coupled with the gap in combat power between the two sides.

A full four hundred elite "delivery men" armed with rifles successfully broke into the palace.

The entire battle lasted less than ten minutes.

In the end, at the cost of killing thirty-seven people and injuring one, the entire Qatari royal palace was successfully controlled.

…

"Dear Ms. Moza, it's your turn to clean up the mess."

Xiao Shitou, wearing a mask and sunglasses, and with his hair disguised, respectfully invited Moza to come over and give a speech. The media there were all ready.

"Haha, thank you, Mr. Stone. Please give my sincerest regards to Mr. Allen. I will arrange for someone to handle the procedures for the oil fields later."

"Okay, but ma'am, you'd better be careful. The palace is so big and the incident happened suddenly. We can't guarantee that all the locations have been cleared. Please keep your words short."

"I see!"

Moza didn't notice the inexplicable light flashing in Xiao Shitou's eyes. She was now... a little overwhelmed by the victory.

This is the position of queen!

How many women can stand such **? !

…

"Today... on behalf of the prince and all members of the royal family, I am here..."

"I believe that under the leadership of the new king, Qatar will surely usher in new developments... increase income for citizens, create more jobs, and sign new trade agreements with more countries."

"I……"

Moza looked up, ready to make a final summary.

But... she suddenly saw a Middle Eastern man who looked like a guard not far ahead, pulling out a pistol with a grim smile on his face, and then...

“Bang, bang, bang!”

As three gunshots were heard, the media who came to take pictures, the bodyguards standing not far away, and the prince next to him all looked at Moza who had fallen to the ground in shock!

The queen was assassinated just after her identity was confirmed and not officially announced to the public!

"Catch the assassin!"

“Bang, bang, bang!”

The scene was in chaos. In this kind of interview setting, the delivery men definitely could not be allowed to show their faces, even if they were wearing sloppy hats.

The guards who temporarily filled the scene were all the prince's former guards. They swore allegiance to the new king, so their loyalty was of course not a problem, so they were still able to blend in and serve as a background.

I didn’t expect that in such a short period of time, there were actually chess pieces arranged by the old king among these people!

Xiao Shitou looked at the assassin being shot dead and sneered. He then arranged for people to take the reporters and media away, and then stabilize the scene. Now... the situation has been decided.

The rebellion here is very simple. From today on, the old king is no longer the old king. Even if he comes back from Sweden, he cannot enter the country!

Of course... this is on the premise that he dares to come back.

…

At the beginning of 1996, many things happened. First, the prime minister resigned from his party. Then, Qatar, far away in the Middle East, got a new king. However, the new queen was stabbed while giving a speech, and her spine was broken...

But maybe it was luck that Moza survived the end, but he would be paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life.

In the general election in May, under the watchful eyes of the public, Major stepped down quite smoothly...

He successfully stepped down amid the condemnation of the majority of the people.

…

December 24, 1996.

Buckingham Palace Ballroom.

The royal family had a dinner together.

The Queen took a sip of soup with a spoon, put down the spoon, picked up the napkin to wipe her mouth, and looked at Prince Andrew next to her.

"Starting next year...you will work in the Ministry of Commerce. I will arrange some business activities for you in the future. You don't have to do those little things you do."

“It’s mom!”

Andrew nodded obediently, raised his head and glanced at Boss Cha who was staring at him, curled the corner of his mouth, and looked away, not meeting Boss Cha's gaze.

“…”

Boss Cha's eyes looked a little gloomy. He was the one who had done this kind of thing in the past!

Now, it was actually assigned to Andrew.

…

"Next year...it's time to return Hong Kong to them, ah..."

The Queen sighed, looked at Boss Cha and said, "You are responsible for the return next year."

“It’s mom!”

Boss Cha felt even more unbalanced when he thought about himself being humiliated while Andrew was doing a lucrative job!

“What a troubled time!”

The Queen looked at Boss Cha and continued, "When it comes to this kind of time, it's more likely to cause trouble. We need to make all the necessary arrangements in advance. On the surface... we need to do something that will leave them speechless. We in Great Britain can take it and let it go!"

"clear!"

The Queen was still a little worried. There had been rumors over there recently and many people were preparing to escape. Of course, Britain had also introduced some new policies to accommodate some wealthy people.

However, this policy cannot be implemented openly.

"What do you think about the royal family sending someone over ahead of time to scare them?"

"?"

Boss Cha went over this sentence in his mind and instantly thought of someone.

After exchanging a glance with the Queen, the Queen finally smiled and said, "How have you been lately, Alan?"

"Uh...he is repenting honestly in Wales. Haven't you read the letter of apology he wrote?"

"I'm so busy, how can I have time to read his daily account? Last time he even wrote in his letter how many eggs his chickens laid!"

“…”

In the whole of Britain, Allen is the only one who dares to write a letter to the Queen like this!

Boss Cha was somewhat speechless and said, "He will be engaged next year. You have confined him to Wales for the past two years, and he cannot leave Wales, so he just wanders around the country. Last year, he took over several railway operating companies in Wales, as well as some old state-owned enterprises. But you know his temper. Occasionally, when he gets up there, he will play tricks on the people below him."

"Oh? Engaged? Whose girl is she?"

"Gustav's third daughter."

"Oh... they are a perfect match. So... I think it's almost time for him to be locked up. Let him get out early and have his engagement ceremony at Swestminster Abbey next April. I will attend and congratulate him. After the engagement, let him go to Hong Kong. I'll see who dares to cause trouble with Alan around!"

There was a hint of coldness in the queen's smiling tone.

Alan might not be able to do other things, but... he is very good at intimidating others. Seeing that he has been imprisoned for two years, it would be a shame if he were sent to Hong Kong to take charge and stand guard for the last time.

I guess Alan alone can scare those little mice to death!

"Okay, then I... will inform him in advance."

Boss Cha originally wanted to plead for Allen. He was planning to take Allen with him when he went to Hong Kong. But now... he doesn't have to plead for him.

…

End of May 1997.

At Hong Kong's Kai Tak Airport, a welcoming guard of honor was already prepared on the tarmac. Governor Pangzi was dressed up in gorgeous clothes and went over today's welcoming procedures with his secretary over and over again.

He received a tip through the grapevine that the special envoy coming this time was actually Allen!

At that time...Patten was not calm when he heard the news.

In the past two years, it seemed that this gentleman had disappeared after the fight with Major, but... he knew the inside story!

It's not that he wants to disappear, but that he is under house arrest!

He can't get out!

But in the past two years when he couldn't leave, this gentleman did a lot of bad things in Wales. The whole of Wales was tormented by him...

It really makes anyone who hears it cry and anyone who listens to it feel sad.

Now... such a person was actually sent to Hong Kong as a special envoy by the royal family to be in charge of the overall work before the return?

When Patten thought about what Allen had done in recent years, his heart trembled.

A Boeing 747 painted blood red and decorated with gold lines slowly descended in an extraordinary and showy manner.

Look at the number above, this is the first one...

This time when Allen came, he had two private jets, one for his personal guards and the other for himself. Since his two private jets had the same paint scheme, if you wanted to tell which was which, you had to look at the numbers on the fuselage.

…

As the first special plane landed, everyone's heart was lifted.

The plane did not stop directly next to the welcoming team, but turned a corner in advance, and then dozens of bodyguards wearing special colored uniforms got off from it.

These people... are the famous Knights of the Order of the Hospitaller of Wales!

After the knights got off the plane, they lined up to guard the surroundings and sent several people to direct the vehicles unloaded from the hangar.

Bentleys with Welsh license plates, all business cars!

This scene stunned the crowd waiting to greet them on the sidelines!

What is this called?!

This is the power of the most powerful and fiercest of the British hereditary aristocrats!

…

"Sir... Congratulations on your engagement, I..."

Fatty Peng looked at Alan who was walking towards him just after getting off the plane and took the initiative to extend his hand to congratulate him.

He got engaged to the third princess of Sweden last month. Although it was not widely publicized, the Queen attended the engagement ceremony, so everyone knows everything!

From this point we can also see that this person...is in the emperor's good graces.

In the past, he thought of Allen as just a young, ignorant, petty nobleman with a bad temper and ruthless means.

But now... when he came into close contact with Alan again, he suddenly discovered that after not seeing him for a few years, the evil spirit in this man... had not weakened at all because he had been locked up for a few years, but instead increased several times!

Even at such a close distance, Fatty Peng could already feel the chill coming from Alan.

"Hehe... I was ordered by His Majesty to come here to take charge of the final work before returning. I wonder if it will delay the work of His Excellency the Governor?"

Alan had a cold face and shook hands with Fatty Peng, ignoring the band and guard of honor around him.

"How could that be... How could that be? Now that you are here, I feel more confident, Your Excellency..."

Fatty Peng broke out in cold sweat, he was really afraid of Allen now. It was said that... the murder of the Duke of Marlborough two years ago was secretly planned by this man. No matter how sinister other nobles were, they at least had a bottom line, but he... really had no bottom line!

"Then get in the car. I don't really like crowds right now. I'm still a little uncomfortable getting out of here. What a wonderful world it is. I can breathe free, fresh air again! Hong Kong... I haven't been here for many years."

Alan squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. He boarded a plane directly from Wales and arrived in Hong Kong... This was the first time in more than two years that he had traveled far away without time restrictions because he was pardoned in advance by the Queen!

…

Twelve traffic policemen on white police motorcycles led the way in front, followed by a row of Bentley commercial vehicles behind, and the car brought by the Governor could only follow at the end.

Coming out of the airport, Fatty Peng and Allen got into the same car.

Alan peeled the orange himself. This orange was airlifted from China to Wales. It seemed to be called ugly orange. It was quite sweet. Alan liked to eat it very much. He even brought it with him on the plane. Now, as soon as he got in the car, he peeled it and ate it himself.

Chris Patten felt like...the seat under his butt was like being pricked by needles, extremely uncomfortable.

"Where's Casey? Why didn't she come with you?"

Hearing Alan's voice, Fatty Peng's heart skipped a beat. He knew of course that Alan had teased his daughter in the past, but now that you're engaged, you're still asking about your daughter. What's your intention?!

Fatty Peng said angrily, "Kathy, after hearing about your engagement last month, I went to Australia to relax."

“Tsk…”

Alan made a tut-tut sound, handed half of the orange to Fatty Peng and said, "Is everything arranged here? What did they say over there?"

"Thank you, sir!"

Fatty Peng was somewhat flattered as he took the half peeled orange and replied, "You don't have to worry about them, just follow the established plan."

"What about us? Are we ready?"

Alan looked at the scenery outside the window. Hong Kong... was still similar to the last time he was there. Now that the return date was approaching, the atmosphere on the street... was just so-so, as if... they were just a group of people who were submissive.

"Sir, of course we have prepared the backup plan. We cover all age groups. The children have been trained by the Boy Scouts over the years. I have also done a good job in the government departments over the years. There are also some related immigration policies. Many people will go back with us, but it is not easy to do it on such a large scale. They will have objections."

At this point, Fatty Peng broke off a slice of orange and stuffed it into his mouth...

“Hmm…”

A sour feeling corroded Fatty Peng and rushed straight to his forehead.

Looking at the way Allen looked at him, Fatty Peng almost shed tears.

He suppressed his curse and complimented, "This orange is really delicious."

"Haha... it looks a bit sour. I won't eat this. I'll give it all to you!"

Alan stuffed the half of the orange in his hand to Fatty Peng, still with that smiling expression on his face.

“…”

Patten looked at the orange in his hand, and said with tears in his eyes, "Sir... do you have any other guidance for my arrangement?"