Law of the Devil

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Chapter 182 [Really so]

Damn it!

Damn it!

Fucking big head ghost!!

Dewey kicked over the coffee table in front of her almost furiously, then dumped Jolyn and ran out of the room without returning her head.

Hot blood poured up, almost to his head, and Dewey could even feel hot blood pouring into his ears as if they were buzzing. It made him feel bad, especially the heart, and it beat so fast.

Jolyn was just about to catch up, and Dewey turned her face and drank angrily: "Don't follow me! ”

Jolyn had never seen Young Master Dewey so disoriented, so angry. But the knight followed Dewey's orders, and she let someone bring down old Ben Card, who had passed out, and a pathetic little Fick, who was scared to death, and gave the boy a sweet pudding - a poor little boy, who was terrified tonight.

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Dewey rushed out of the workshop, following the back door, in the middle of the night, for a stroll on the streets of Tidu.

He had to run because only a quick run would make him feel better.

Aragon... damn Aragon! Damn Aragon!

He... he... fuck!

He can actually write Chinese characters! He actually knows his own! Does he know his name? How could he have known I'd look at that Aboriginal foot plate?

He knows everything! I know everything!

This idea makes Dewey feel unusually scared!

An old bastard who's been dead for thousands of years, looks at herself as if she's been spying on herself and watching what she's done! From that damn “prophecy”... hmm, out of Devil's Island, longhorned teenager over his head?

Shit!!

“Dewey, how are you? Surprised? ”

I pfft pfft pfft pfft!!

I don't know how long I've been running, but Dewey feels that her lungs are almost torn from hypoxia.

He finally stopped, holding onto a big tree on the side of the road with his hands, and gasped violently, because he was breathing too hard, he couldn't help but hold onto the trunk and vomit, he drowned for a while, but he didn't vomit anything, he just felt a spasm and all his snotty tears came down.

This feeling moderated his heart beat slightly, causing the original bloodbath to cool down quietly.

Standing for half a day, Dewey suddenly raised his head to the sky, squeezing his fist and roaring loudly:

“I fucked $^ $% & % * & ^ *... # 1 strong man under the starry sky, isn't that great! Can the first strong star fool me? Can you arrange my fate at will? Shit!! ”

Dewey's madness shouted a group of passing security night patrols.

The soldiers of the police station on patrol came running over, and the leader was a small officer on horseback, looking far away at someone yelling at the sky with a tree in his arms on such a night, he had to drink: “Who's there? Curfew violation! Arrest me!! ”

Several soldiers immediately ran over and were about to go up and grab Dewey, who had turned around and said angrily: "Get lost! Leave me alone! ”

After that, he turned his head and left. The sheriff's office officer almost lost his temper.

And this madman? In the middle of the night, in violation of the curfew, making a scene in the streets and roaring at officers in the security house?

He raced over, and Dewey heard the horseshoe behind him, agitated, turned around, and pulled his wand out of a storage bracelet in his sleeve, coldly: “Didn't you hear what I said? ”

The sheriff's office officer was about to get angry, and through the moonlight, he suddenly saw what was in Dewey's hand, and instantly the cold sweat came down!

Magician?

He then saw Dewey again, and not only did he sweat, he almost got off the horse.

He is an officer of the security center, because the new president of the DWD, Lord Camisillo, has been very close to each other recently, so he also saw the look of DWI. When he recognized DWI, the officer immediately jumped off the horse and was horrified: “Duke, Duke, I didn't see you...”

Dewey glanced coldly at this guy, and this angry look scared the officer out of his mind. Fortunately, after a while, Dewey's voice softened a little: “It's okay, I have some things to worry about. Leave me alone. ”

“Yes… yes!” Officer, what dare you say more? Although the Emperor has curfews, such regulations cannot be applied to people like Dewey who stand at the top of the power pyramid.

“Also." Dewey looked behind the officer: "I'm in a hurry to get out, no horse riding, give me your horse first, I'll send someone back to you tomorrow. ”

Where did the officer dare to object, Weinono answered and took the horse and delivered the reins to Dewey.

Watching the Duke turn his back on his horse and go away, the officer relieved himself and looked back at the staring men and waved angrily: "What are you looking at? Keep patrolling! ”

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As Dewey rode his horse all the way, he suddenly remembered an important thing in his heart and immediately turned around and headed toward his residence.

He rushed back to his temporary Duchess Hall. The servant at the door watched the Duchess return with such anger. Where else dare he say anything? Open the door and run away. Dewey got off the horse and rushed in. He took a few steps and suddenly turned around, pointing to the horse. “You take this horse behind you and send someone to the Sheriff's Department tomorrow. ”

Dewey rushed back to his room, kicked open the door, and the room was supposed to have a silent junction. After Dewey came in, he saw the mouse Grigg witch sitting there playing with a magic crystal, holding a silver knife in one hand, and seemed to be trying to carve something.

“Where's QQ?” Dewey asked in a hard tone.

“... inside, to sleep.” The mouse also saw that Dewey's face was wrong.

Dewey snorted, rushed into the room, a cot like a baby cradle, and the graceful Lord QQ was sleeping sweetly, but Dewey went up and grabbed this poor penguin's beak and pulled it out of her sleep and gently threw it on the floor.

“You...” the penguin was woken from his dream, and for a moment he also seemed to have forgotten the “elegance” he believed in, jumped off the ground and cried faintly: "What are you doing! God, this floor is so dirty, it will stain my feathers!! ”

“Humph!” Dewey looked at the beast coldly: "I have a few questions that you better answer, otherwise tomorrow's lunch we're going to have a BBQ penguin! ”

This, coupled with the cold eyes, immediately calmed down the screaming penguin, Mr. Smart Beast saw that this young master, who was trying to suppress anger, was definitely not joking.

Dewey walked up to the table, grabbed a piece of paper with his bare hands, and wrote a few lines on it with a goose pen, and threw it in front of the penguin, coldly: "Read! ”

The penguin glanced at the content and hesitated for a moment, but Dewey laughed coldly: "I'll let you read it! ”

“…” QQ sighed helplessly, then coughed and said softly, following the contents of the paper:

“I saw the moonlight before my bed, and wondered if it were the frost on the ground...”

“Okay!” Not until QQ was finished, Dewey waved her hand and wrote a few more lines on the table, throwing them in front of QQ, Cold Lane: “Read again! ”

“... at the beginning of man's life, his nature is good...”

“Enough…” Dewey suddenly sat heavily on the chair as if he were a leatherball.

Lord QQ glanced at Dewey for a moment and said carefully: “Master Dewey..."

“What!!” Dewey stares hard at the penguins: “What else are you trying to say? Ready to keep lying to me!! ”

“No...” the penguin raised his hand and whispered: “I wanted to tell you that you wrote the wrong word... that puzzling word, you wrote a missing one. ”

Dewey: “…”

He stayed for a while and suddenly jumped up and rubbed his hands, standing in front of a penguin, killing his face, and then suddenly shouted, “Who hasn't died in life since ancient times! ”

Penguin replied, "Which shit doesn't use paper! ”

Dewey: "The skyscrapers rise flat! ”

The penguin replied: "A red almond comes out of the wall!! ”

Dewey's expression: “When the money is used, there is less hatred!! ”

The penguin sighs: “There are not many widows' doors...”

Dewey asked again: "Poverty alone! ”

“The rich wives and concubines are crowded.” Penguins sigh.

“Again!” Dewey rolled up his sleeves and drank heavily: “Horse hair, long hooves, fat! ”

“Son stealing dad is not a thief.” QQ is still easy to answer.

Dewey was desperate and finally asked, "3,000 Kali from the rear palace? ”

The penguin replied again without any hesitation: "The iron rod is ground into an embroidered needle...”

This man was a bird and stared at each other for half a day. Suddenly, Dewey laughed again.

He was really smiling, full of anger, as if it had dissipated, but this smile was helpless. He looked at the beast in front of him and said with a bitter smile: "Dear QQ, can you tell me where your old man and your Aragon master came from? ”

QQ replied sincerely: “Master Dewey, although I don't quite understand what you mean, these things were taught to me by Master Aragon before... I don't understand what you mean by 'crossing’, but... the word seems to be mentioned by Master Aragon himself. ”

Dewey sighed and sat back.

I understand…

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