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The butler nodded cautiously, "Yes."

Phildo grabbed the butler by the collar, widened his eyes and asked aggressively, "Where are they competing?!" You make it clear! ”

The butler shook his head, "This...... I don't know, but it should be inside St. Petersburg."

"Rubbish! You don't even ask about such an important thing!? ”

Phildo pushed the butler down, rushed out of the bedroom in his pajamas, and yelled as he walked: "Help me contact Ivan again!" I want to be updated on all the latest developments! Damn it! Why is there no one!? Wake up all those stupid pigs! If you don't want to be blown up in the bed! ”

The butler got up in disgrace and shouted, "Dear Lord Phildo! One more thing to report to you! ”

"What's the matter!?" Phildo jerked around.

"Yes...... There is an informant from the underground world who has reported that the family member who sent out the assassination commission has been found", the butler was silent.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Fildo's cloudy eyes, "I want detailed content and evidence, hurry up and bring it!" ”

More than half an hour later, in the main house chamber, the core members of the Romanov family gathered again.

Many people have hangover sleepiness on their faces, their faces are gray, some have red eyes, and they don't forget to hold cigars in their mouths.

A middle-aged man who had obviously knocked a lot last night and looked quite depressed after being extremely excited said to his cousin: "Malkin, the little goods you gave me are good, the purity is first-class, from Colombia or from Venezuela?" ”

Malkin held a bottle of Russian vodka in his hand and bared his teeth without answering. (。

The fat woman next to Annova sneered, "Come on, Golf, don't you know that our good brother Malkin himself has seven or eight factories in Brazil?" Bastard, the policemen in those three towns were killed by him and almost cut off. ”

"Hey, my dear sister, I'm a serious businessman, don't push the murder on me...... Listen, Brazil was going to host the World Cup and was short of money, so I gave them a lot of money, and they were very grateful to me, so they helped my factory run smoothly, it's that simple", Malkin stalled his hands.

The third Ravitch spat out a puff of white cigarette and squinted his eyes and smiled: "No wonder you gave up the oil field, and I didn't see your old boy ask the family to borrow money, you are really good at drilling cracks, but no matter how good the goods are, don't ship them to Miami."

Malkin raised the bottle and saluted from afar, "Understand, that territory is yours, Ravitch, I will never touch it until you are caught by the Drug Enforcement Administration."

Ravitch's face darkened, and he looked like he was about to fire.

"That's it! When, are you still pulling that bit of white flour!? Phildo descended from the stairs in a menacing manner, followed by two chief guards in silver-gray knight armor.

A group of people from the Romanov family fell silent, staring strangely at the copy of the document in Ferdo's hand.

"You should all have heard that the Sword Demon is already in St. Petersburg, Master Mikhail is competing with him, the location is the coast of troubled times, I have sent someone to use a telescope to reconnoiter remotely, but unfortunately I can't see clearly.

But at the very least, Master Mikhail seems to have the upper hand at the moment, so we can talk about the traitors to the family first."

Fildo slapped the paper on the table in the middle of the front.

A group of people immediately looked at it, and it was a registration document entrusted by the Immortal Bird Union, with information about the client. ═.［。

"Bezhov!!"

Suddenly someone called out the name.

Then, the whole hall glared angrily at a tall and thin man in his forties sitting at the back.

Bezhov, dressed in a mink coat, has sunken eye sockets and has been taking poison all year round. The green muscles were exposed, and when he saw everyone looking at him, his face, which was originally like a blank piece of paper, turned blue.

"Hey! You guys! What do you think I'm doing!? How could it be me!? Bezhov spat and stood up to defend himself.

Annova rolled her eyes, "Stinky boy, the family treats you badly, you can't be short of pocket money to buy cocaine, just play this kind of trick."

"The shares of the shipyard were resold to me with your own consent, and the account with the Jordanian royal family is something you can't get back, brother, I ask for it for you, do you want to kill me for this!?" Golf said viciously.

Bezhov rushed to the table, looked at the commission, his name, and roared in disbelief: "I didn't do this at all!" Don't slander me! ”

"The head of the house! I think kill him directly, our family doesn't need this kind of useless and disloyal traitor! Malkin yelled.

As soon as these words came out, Bezhov's face was pale, sweat was like rain, and he shouted "wronged".

Phildo squinted, "Sit down, all of you!" If it was him, he wouldn't have escaped, but if it wasn't for him, we'd have been tricked! Haven't you thought that this is a deliberate trick by the Sword Demon to tear our family apart!? ”

A group of people looked at each other, more or less suspicious.

"Yes! Brothers! Sisters! What kind of role am I Bezov? How can I have so much money to hire a sword demon!? Bezhov defended himself with a smile that was uglier than crying.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

A middle-aged man in a colonel's uniform walked in with two majors.

Phildo smiled and stood up to shake the colonel's hand.

"Colonel Chekov, you're finally here, how is the situation on the rocky coast?"

Chekovpi from the KGB smiled and said, "Your Excellency Phildo, our state-of-the-art surveillance has been installed, and my subordinates will transmit image information to the headquarters and keep an eye on the situation at any time."

"Oh? Can't the image go to our family? You know, we are worried about the family master Mikhail", Phildo asked.

Chekov shook his head, "I'm sorry, but neither technically nor the KGB regulations allow this."

"To hell, your technology wasn't made at our expense," Annova sneered.

Chekov pretended not to hear anything, and continued: "Ladies and gentlemen of the Romanov family, you can rest assured that according to the summons of my colleagues, Master Mikhail is currently in the driver's seat, and it seems that although the Sword Demon has become famous in the underground world, it is still a little reluctant to cross the moat of the Blessed Knight."

"Haha, then let's wait for Master Mikhail to kill the sword demon, and then invite Colonel Chekov and others to have a drink to celebrate!"

After Ferdo finished laughing, he turned his head to the butler behind him and said, "Before that, old Babezov will stay in the room and have a good 'rest'."

……

"Khooth!"

"Sonorous!!"

It was obviously the collision of branches and broadswords, but the sound of metal clashing constantly stirred up.

On the coast, a large number of rocks have been cut by some sharp tool, revealing smooth cross-sections.

A white avalanche-like sword qi surged towards Qin Chuan, and the Qinglian sword armor on Qin Chuan's body unfolded, offsetting part of the impact, and his body was still pressed backwards.

He tossed in the air quickly, stepped on a rock under his feet, and with a backkick, he swung out a blue lotus sword qi and cut into Mikhail's left arm like a match.

Mikhail's seemingly old body, at this time, the muscles are knotted, like a sturdy young man, his beard is flying, and the broadsword is stabbed to the ground, a pick!

The sand grains were raised, and the dense sand grains carried sword qi, like thousands of bullets, piercing Qin Chuan's sword qi and turning power into invisibility.

Qin Chuan's eyes lit up, the sword qi could still be used like this, it was really an eye-opener.

Seeing the sand particles attacking like countless flying locusts, Qin Chuan did not retreat but advanced, and the sword qi of the shower exploded violently.

"Boom"!

Qinglian's sword qi was like a torrential rain, twisting the sand grains apart and stabbing at Mikhail.

"The white bear roars!"

The broadsword in Mikhail's hand was a circular whirlpool, pulled in from the outside and pushed out, like an arctic white bear ready to roar out!

With the sound and the impact of the rainbow, the sword qi of Qin Chuan completely canceled out Qin Chuan's sword qi of the shower!

Dense sword intent, use more dense sword intent to break, Mikhail used his strong combat experience to make it difficult for Qin Chuan's sword intent to gain benefits!

Standing under a tree fifty meters away, Tang Wei had been silently watching this competition last for two hours, and even forgot to breathe for a while