Law of the Devil
Chapter 312 [Prank] (Moon Ticket ~)
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Chapter 292 [Prank]
Young Master Dupont of the Sena family, suddenly this shout out, suddenly surprised everyone! All the emperors of all origins in the venue are powerful circles, loyal to the royal nobility, everyone cast an incredible look at the young master of the Sena family, and more people were angry.
In the distant compartment, both the Darren Mountain Warcraft and the Count of Villa, are also sunken with water.
This young master is now arguing with Dewey!
In the amazingly complex eyes of the crowd, Her Highness the Princess slowly walked upstairs, but in front of the crowd, she came to the Seiner's compartment, ignoring the eyes of the crowd, and sat beside the young master.
I can't help but wonder if Dewey is intimate with this young Master DuPont in this holy gesture...
The Virgin whispered something in DuPont's ear, and DuPont nodded immediately and shouted dissatisfied: “Hey, I already shouted the price, if no one answered, it would be like I bought it, right? ”
He had just finished saying that the middle-aged manager in the family behind him had been in shock. At this moment, he finally suddenly woke up and suddenly changed color. He looked at his young master with surprise and whispered: “Young master! Never! You! You can't do this!! ”
DuPont turned around and looked at the steward and said angrily, “What are you talking about? I'm buying a thing, and I want you to handle it! ”
The manager panicked and whispered, “Young master! This... can't be bought... you... oh, you... you do this, but it can cause a great deal of harm to the family! After returning, the Marquis must be angry..."
“Bullshit!” DuPont scolded: “Buying this is a good thing! How could my father blame me? ”
This steward is mute. He understands. Do you know how to touch something like this? This ignorant young master of his own doesn't know why he's suddenly acting like this - it's clearly against the royal family! This kind of thing must be a disaster for the family!
His heart was anxious, but there was still a Virgin around him. It was not clear what to say, just anxious: “But Lord Marquis... Lord Marquis...”
“My father was sick for many days, and I had something to say about the next thing. Let me decide for myself! Do I need you to interfere with anything I buy? Bastard!”
DuPont was grabbed by his own men in front of the Virgin. He lost face and was furious in his words. He drank aloud: "Ten million gold coins! I'll buy this! Hey, people below, why didn't you announce it!! ”
At this moment, all eyes of the whole place are cast into this compartment, and there is only a railing in front of this semi-open compartment, and the people below can clearly see what is happening inside. Plus they speak loudly and the whole audience is clearly heard.
This manager is obviously an understandable person. How could he not be surprised to see his young master do such a thing? And of course he knows what this auction is about, and what it means. Young master's actions today will undoubtedly be tantamount to causing great harm to the family! It's just that the young master hasn't done this kind of shit on a weekday, though he's a little proud.
He was a man of loyalty to his family, looking at the scene, saying that he had to stop everything. After reading the decision, he couldn't help offending the master. He grabbed it in front of the railing and shouted out to Zach on the table below: “Mr. Zach, the price just now is not counted! The Sennas won't pay for this. ”
“Bastard!” Young Master DuPont was suddenly furious, and in public, as the young master of the family, he was publicly rebutted by an administrator. How could he not be ashamed, pointing at this administrator and scolding him: “Dirk! You're too brazen! You're a small manager, why...”
“Young master!” The steward looked pale and shook his head firmly: “You are so wrong about this, I will never allow you to cause this scourge to your family! The Marquis asked me to follow you, just to ask me to make a point, to see how I can ignore you if you want to make trouble. ”
“You...” DuPont was angry, he was originally a strawberry, angry, but instead he said something. After all, his father did mean to restrain himself when he let the manager follow him.
All of a sudden, I heard a "giggle” from the side, and the veiled Her Highness suddenly smiled, and the voice was crisp, and said softly: “Well, DuPont, it seems that you Seiners have different rules than the others. A servant in charge dares to interfere in the master's affairs. ”
Even more so, DuPont's face immediately turned red and purple, and he scolded in anger: "Dirk! You're just a servant in my family! It's just a dog from our Seine family! I turned you around today! ”
After that, he actually ignored his identity and lifted his leg and kicked it towards the manager. The steward, Dirk, stepped aside, looked at the Virgin with anxiety and resentment. He could only bear the anger and said to Young Master DuPont: “Young Master, no matter what you say, I will definitely stop this today, you... ah! ”
Before he finished, he shouted in agony. Turns out that Master DuPont kicked him in the eye and grabbed a cup of tea from the table and smashed his head over his face. Not far from each other, Dirk was immediately struck in the head, the glass broken and his head bled.
DuPont made such a huge act of disidentification in fury. The noblemen below were all frowned upon by everyone. He looked at the young master with a little more contempt than anger.
The caretaker Dirk covered his forehead, bleeding in the crack of his finger, but stepped back, shouting out: “Young master, you must do something nonsense, I can't help it, just go back and invite the Marquis! ”
After that, he shouted and drank to the next stage: “Mr. Zach, our young master's auction is invalid. He is not the head of the family, he can't even take out 10 million gold coins! He's overstepped his authority to do this. It doesn't count! I'll be right back. Invite the Marquis! ”
After that, he turned around and left the compartment. Dupont was angry and full of faces. Suddenly, he pulled a dagger out of his sleeve and stabbed the man in the back of the pipe.
He actually lit up the dagger, and the person who looked closely below suddenly shouted out low, and Dewey next to him frowned tightly.
The first rule at this auction site is that no one is allowed to carry any weapons with them, regardless of whether they are here to participate in the auction. Everyone knows this rule, but it's always been a defenseman. After all, everyone who comes here is noble. How can the doorman search all the time?
Young Master DuPont stabbed him in the past with his eyes. The steward Dirk was also agile. Hearing the shouting below, he knew it was not good. Hurry up and dodge the stab. It was just a sharp dagger, but cut his shoulder at once. Blood suddenly poured.
Du Bang's face was full of anger, the dagger in his hand was stained with blood, his eyes were empty, but he went up and kicked the steward down, waved his hand and stabbed him, his mouth scolded: “You dog! You won't listen to me! ”
At first glance, the manager's life was about to come to an end. Next to him, Dewey snorted coldly. He raised his hand across the compartment and shouted. His fingertips immediately burst into a fireball, hitting the wrist of Master DuPont. The boy was burned by a fire ball and suddenly suffered from pain. His hand was loose and his dagger fell to the ground, but he screamed with his wrist covered.
How powerful Dewey's fireball was, after smashing his wrist, Mars splattered on his clothes and burned several times. Young Master DuPont was in pain and scared, even yelling.
The caretaker on the ground, Dirk, was a true loyal man. Although cut by the young master, he hurriedly climbed up. Despite his wound pain, he pounded on the young master, even slapped him, and put out the flame.
The far-off Count of Villa and Mount Duran watched the farce and the two looked at each other face to face. Both know that the Marquis, the chief of the Sennah family, has always been old and heavy, and although he is not a royal loyalist, he does not want to mix this water up, and it has always been Mingzhe's conservative and will never cause this scourge.
This young master must not have given his permission to do such a thing! I'm just afraid...
Looking at this princess and his intimacy, both hearts are bright: is it a beauty plot?
At this moment, several servants of the auction house finally snatched up, opened the door of the compartment and rushed in, pulling them apart.
Once the fire was extinguished on his body, under anger, he punched the caretaker Dirk. He didn't feel guilty about stabbing this loyal servant, nor did he feel the other side help extinguish the fire on his body. Instead, his heart grew angry, thinking that he was so ugly, all caused by this servant's disobedience. This punch hit Dirk's nose and his nose bled out. Poor Dirk, the faithful steward, wounded and wounded. Ouch, he backed away, but looked straight at the young master, his eyes filled with disappointment and chills.
DuPont threw away his auction house attendant on both sides, turned around and yelled at Zach on the table: “What are you still staring at? If this thing doesn't pay, it belongs to me! ”
Zach stood on the stage and watched the farce. Instead, he relaxed. He glanced at the Duke from afar and looked at Dewey as if he was also indifferent. He understood in his heart that the master had an idea and would not speak.
Dewey grinned and stood up slowly, standing in front of the railing in the compartment, across the railing, smiling warmly at Young Master DuPont in the compartment next to him: "Hello, Young Master DuPont. I just wanted to ask you, is this something you must have? ”
DuPont looked at Dewey, not concealing the hostility in his eyes, and hummed: "Duchess, of course I'm going to order this thing. ”
He looked down at the Virgin next to him.
Although there was a servant of the auction house rushing into the box to calm the farce and set aside the young master and his management, after all, this Her Majesty's identity is different, she is the holy daughter of the temple and the princess's identity, no one dares to touch her, just stand beside her.
Dewey looked carefully, this Young Master DuPont had a gloomy face, but when he looked at the Virgin, his eyes immediately turned warm and tender, and the admiration inside was not hidden.
Dewey closed his eyes and turned his eyes to Her Majesty, who also measured Dewey, both eyes in contact, both smiling coldly.
“Good.” Dewey nodded and sighed, pointing to the young master: "Wrong is not terrible, terrible is ignorance. I feel sorry for you. ”
He then turned to the following people and said aloud: "Distinguished guests, as the owner of this place, I declare the auction suspended in view of this particular situation that has just taken place. ”
DuPont jumped up suddenly and said angrily, "Why are you doing this? ”
Dewey smiled lightly: "That's what I said. ”
His face turned cold and his voice spread all over the place: "Anyone who feels I'm not qualified can stand up and talk. ”
Naturally, there was no objection from the royal faction, and those from the south, after meeting a few words, seemed to want to say something, but with Dewey's cold eyes, he couldn't help but tremble!
In two years northwest, Dewey stared to death and had already developed a killer spirit. Who dares look at him when this condensed killer reveals himself?
“Duchess.” The Virgin suddenly smiled and said, “You must have lost some of the fairness of your tulip auction house by doing so. ”
She stood up relaxed, looking across the railing and Dewey, her voice soft, in her cool eyes, her eyes fearless, and she roared: “The Tulip Auction House is the fairest place to hear about it, but today your order, as if it had always been with your purpose, is something not right? ”
Dewey sneered and looked back at the woman: "Does Her Majesty seem to disagree with my decision? ”
The Virgin stood up and offered a gift to Dewey from afar, slowing down: “Young Master DuPont's servant did not listen to the prisoners, it was also a private matter of their family. Now that things have settled, the auction should naturally continue. … can you change the rules here at will because, Duchess, you also want to bid? Oh... I almost forgot, you are the owner of this place after all. ”
Instead of being angry, Duvi laughed: “It turns out Your Highness is accusing me of injustice. All right, so many noble old and new friends are here, and the reputation of my tulip auction house can't be blamed. ”
After a pause, he slowly said: "Your Highness, if you want justice, I will give you justice! ”
Speaking of which, Dewey's face suddenly heaved and his whole body naturally emitted a kind of authority, and he sighed and drank: “Where's the auction house doorman? Get the fuck in here! ”
As soon as the voice dropped, two submissive men in tulip auction hall hurried in and knelt on one knee facing Dewey's compartment on the second floor.
“Are you two today's doorman?” Dewey's eyes are cold.
They glanced at each other and said: "… Yes. ”
“Okay.” Dewey nodded, gently knocking on the railing with her fingers pressed, slowly: “I ask you, rule number four of the auction yard, what is it? ”
The two faces changed, the person on the left was pale and unable to speak, the person on the right mustered courage and bit his teeth: “My lord... the auction house rules rule number four is: Once the auction starts, close the door immediately, no one is allowed in during the auction, even holding the ticket is invalid! ”
“Huh! The back is quite familiar.” Dewey: “Then I ask you, why did the auction take place for the most part, and someone else can come in! ”
The speaker on the right looked up and looked at Dewey from afar. His face was embarrassed. "Master... because... because...”
“What are you stuttering about! As a tulip, you can't even talk!” Dewey's eyebrows picked, and the person below felt Dewey's eyes killing, hurrying his scalp out loud: “Master! Because the people who come here are Her Majesty the Virgin, noble and noble, we dare not stop them. ”
“Don't you dare stop me if I'm noble?!” Dewey's face grew uglier, but his heart was laughing and his mouth was angry: “At the auction house, you have to follow the rules here! Not Expired! That's the rule from here on out! Close the door as soon as the auction starts, regardless of who comes and whether or not you hold tickets! Don't go in or out! As a doorman, you break all the most basic rules!! Think of me as a place!! The rules of my auction house are the same, regardless of the title, those who participate in the auction must abide by the rules of the game here, the higher the price! When did my standards become titles? If the title is high and low, why auction? ”
This speaker is also smart. Hurry up and bow your head deeply and say out loud: "Master! Yes, we were wrong! Willing to be punished! ”
Dewey looked slightly softer, cold-blooded: “Starting today, you don't have to do the auction house guard thing, go down and get ten whips! ”
The two guards nodded continuously and the roller belt climbed out.
Dewey sounded so loud that no one dared to intervene at this time. Dewey disposed of his men first, and the means made people feel fair. Then Dewey turned her head and looked at the Virgin in the next compartment, cold-blooded: “My lord, my men broke the rules, and I punished them. But you came halfway here today, and it's something I absolutely don't allow. Although your identity is honorable, in the negotiator, I only look at the high and low prices here, not the priceless...”
The Virgin's heart was angry and she couldn't help but complain: "Lord Tulip Duchess, do you want to throw me out? ”
Duwihaha smiled, "You are the Temple Virgin and Her Highness the Princess again. I broke the rules here, but you rarely come here, and I don't want to know the rules here, and the doorman did the wrong thing. How dare I throw someone like you out here? ”
He said that the Virgin's eyes were just a little relieved, but he heard Dewey whispering: “It's just...”
“Just what?” The Virgin frowned.
It was not the first time she and Dewey had fought each other in the slave market for the first time two years ago, when Dewey cleverly gave herself an ugly look. Of course, she had fresh memories, knowing that this tulip duke was cunning and cautious.
“Your Highness, if you are here today, you must have tickets. ”
The Virgin Cold said: "Of course there is. ”
“Okay.” Dewey nodded, sounding gentler and gentler, but let the Virgin continue to laugh. "Your Highness probably doesn't know the rules here. Although you have the tickets here, these tickets can only sit in the seats below, but not in the box above. ”
“You!” the Virgin was suddenly angry, but suddenly she suppressed her anger and her voice softened. "Why is the Duke of Tulip so petty? Besides, this is Young Master DuPont's compartment. He invited me up. It's no big deal. ”
“Business is business.” Dewey shook his head: “First of all, your honor, coming to this place gave me a great face. However, after all, there are national laws and family rules. Although you have a distinguished identity, which one of my guests is not a very distinguished guest? Though you are the Virgin and the Princess, you cannot break my rules. Otherwise, spread the word. If you are a princess and the title is honorable, you can sit on the VIP table here without spending any money. Then spread the word in the future, my business will not have to be done! There are a dozen compartments here, but every person who comes up here spends a lot of money, and now that it's spent, it's my Dewey customer. If someone spends money to enjoy it and you get it without spending money... then it's not fair to my customers, you know. ”
That is a question, but everyone who is loyal to the King of Regents says yes aloud.
Although the face of the Virgin was covered with a veil, from the look of her eyes, her expression must be ugly at this moment.
The young master of the Seiner family's grass bag drank angrily: "Dewey! This compartment is our home, since I invited Verona to come up, this compartment was set at my house's expense, how can you drive her down! ”
Dewey's eyes suddenly shot at this young master, his nose grunted heavily, he killed people like hemp in the northwest, naturally developed a power, such a grunt, this young master Dewey felt his legs soft and cold.
“Dupont-Sena.” Why don't you just call him by his name, Cold Lane: “Remember who you are! Though you are the son of the Marquis de Sena, you have no title whatsoever but a white one! Did you shout my tulip duke's name, too? You're nothing. ”
These two words immediately made DuPont blush, but in the face of Dewey's killing, he dared not say anything more.
The most important thing in the aristocratic circle was etiquette. Unless you're a very close friend, you don't call them names in private. Public places are generally characterized by honor, otherwise they are regarded as disillusionment. It was rude of DuPont to call Dewey's name in anger just now. Dewey's two words were a little harsh, but no one else listened to them and felt it was Dewey's fault.
“Also, His Excellency Duponsena. My rule here is that no one is allowed to carry a weapon with them at the auction. You're a regular here, and I'm sure you won't know the rules. And... not only did you bring your weapon in, but you also publicly wounded someone here. What do you think of me as an auction house? Think of it as your own backyard? ”
Instead, Dewey's voice grew softer and softer, but this DuPont felt a chill in Dewey's eyes and became more afraid.
“I'm sorry, because you violated the membership rules here and did something disguised. From now on, I will withdraw my membership in the Sena family. Now please leave the box with your entourage. In order to show respect for your father, Marquis Sena, I will send someone to refund your father the full amount of money he ordered in this compartment. ”
Looking at the servants of the powerful auction yard on both sides, the master of the grass bag also wanted to be vigilant and had already been erected and taken out. His steward, Dirk, bowed deeply to Dewey from afar, his eyes filled with gratitude, and then rubbed the blood on his face and followed him out.
Count Billia and Mount Duran looked at each other, and there was a thought in their minds: the Sennas, this is bad luck! The Marquis of Sena, acting steadily throughout his life and unexpectedly getting old, was dragged away by such a strawberry son of a bitch from home.
DuPont was taken out of the room, and naturally Her Royal Highness could not stay in the box. But she turned her eyes and smiled, “Duke Tulip, are you sure you want me to come downstairs? ”
Instead, Dewey laughed, "The rules can't be broken. As a matter of fact, the guests in the compartment can indeed invite others in. However, this Young Master DuPont is now ineligible... Well, if Your Highness does not dislike the roughness of my place, please come into my compartment and rest. ”
The Virgin Eyebrow smiled and her voice grew softer. She owed her body slightly: “How could the Duke of Tulip's compartment be crude? Thank you for inviting me. ”
After that, he actually moved into Dewey's compartment. The attendant behind Dewey quickly opened the door and invited her in. As if nothing had happened earlier, the Virgin was sitting at ease next to Dewey.
Dewey can't help but feel sorry for herself. These two fathers and daughters are oil-saving lamps.
“Well, folks, things are settled, let the auction go on. ”
After Dewey announced it was over. Young Master DuPont, who was taken out below, threw a poisonous look at himself before leaving the house.
He didn't speak, but the Virgin next to him smiled and whispered, “Oh, Lord Duke, you've offended me today. ”
Dewey put his mouth aside and said softly: "There is always something to be done about offenders. But offending an ignorant straw bag is nothing. Mistakes are not terrible, and what is terrible is ignorance. ”
“The Duke is a wonderful word indeed.” The Virgin blinked and deliberately laughed: “But, Duchess, aren't you afraid to offend me? ”
Dewey chuckled and looked at her and asked back, "Oh? Did I offend you, Your Highness? ”
“Of course not.” The voice of the Virgin is very relaxed: “I thank you for inviting me to your cabin. ”
They both glanced at each other, obviously pregnant with ghosts, but all laughed and looked at each other in a staggered fashion.
However, the waiter behind Dewey next to him looked at the heartbeat and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Be good, this big man is not simple, our Duke, he looked like he was going to kill someone, but now he laughs so good...
The auction that followed was not too volatile, and the mysterious guests from the South, who had fought so hard for Dewey, “bought” the papal tenets at the cost of 16 million gold coins.
16 million gold coins… Dewey's flesh hurts, but there is still some doubt in his mind: the temple's plot, so simple, is broken? I don't think there's much of a match.
According to the rules, after the shooting, there should be a public inspection. But Dewey himself was the owner of the auction house, and he easily omitted the link (which was already unavailable). That's the Virgin, in a box with Dewey, and there's no more trouble for Dewey back there. Just sitting next to Dewey, saying something not too salty to Dewey. Although she was wearing a veil, she had a great attitude, and she was posy, her voice was soft, she had her own charm, she sat next to Dewey, and from time to time she had a fragrance. And Dewey couldn't help but sigh. No wonder the DuPont boy got hit by a beauty plan. Her Holiness, there are doorways.
At the end of the auction, people wanted to say goodbye to Dewey, and Billia and Mount Deland didn't say anything, just gave Dewey a look and then left. The other guests, who saw a good show today, also felt good about the trip, and a few who knew that Dewey must go to see Prince Chen, took the opportunity to convey his loyalty to the Regent King. After a while, the princess was the last one to walk.
Before she left, she suddenly looked back at Dewey and said with a low voice, "Well, Duchess, what do you think about the Yenni pie? Or is the mosaic good? ”
After that, without waiting for Dewey to answer, she smiled lightly and left.
Dewey stood there, her eyebrows wrinkled and her face stiffened.
(Isn't this chapter updated early enough? I know you're upset about waiting for updates every day until the evening, and I'll do my best to satisfy you. Try to get the updates as far in advance as I can.
Finally, spit blood again for the month ticket ~ ~ ~ I can do all I can, the month ticket thing, please everyone!
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