(There's another chapter ahead, don't read it~)――

"Look, that's the beauty of being the first in line to the throne."

In a corner of the banquet hall, three figures gathered around a table, looking at the man and woman who were talking and laughing in the center of the crowd, and one of the young men smiled grimly.

His eyes were fiery as he looked at Lan, who looked noble and almost holy in a long golden dress, and his eyes were arrogant and unscrupulous.

"I think I need to correct you, Ming, you seem to have forgotten that when my cousin was not the first heir of the empire before, it was only her birthday dinner every year that it would be so lively, didn't you?"

A man who looked the oldest of the three shook his wine glass and smiled, just by his appearance, he was not too outstanding a man, what people cared about the most was his temperament.

Calm, calm, seems to do anything, say anything, face anyone, can do not hurry, methodical, such a man, if he is adding a touch of gentleness, even if he is not handsome, but it is enough for countless women moths to put out the fire.

"Hehe, this is the privilege of a beautiful woman, Rothschild only has one of the most dazzling pearls in Europe, even as a man, every year when I see such a scene, my eyes will be red with jealousy."

Ming chuckled meaningfully, his eyes glancing at the only woman in the trio, intentionally or unintentionally.

The woman's expression is calm, one white hand supports her chin, and the other hand gently shakes the wine glass, the whole person exudes a lazy but sexy temperament, such a woman, if placed outside, is definitely a stunner who can unify the differences in the aesthetics of various men's nationalities, but if it is placed in front of Lan, although she doesn't want to admit it, but in fact, she is indeed slightly inferior to the first heir not far away.

"Ming, you seem to have forgotten, this is a privilege, but it is not the privilege of a beautiful woman, I don't know if she is the most dazzling pearl in Europe, but I know that her father is the supreme leader of Rothschild, and it is not the birthday of a beautiful woman, but the birthday of the daughter of the master of the Rothschild empire, am I not right?"

She spoke softly, in an elegant and soft tone, raised her white neck, and drank the red wine from her glass.

"Ha, Brother Hai, you see, our Princess Jing is angry."

Ming whistled and smiled exaggeratedly.

The young man known as Brother Hai smiled silently, staring at the wine glass in front of him, with a hint of strangeness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

It was completely different from the second heir in line, but Ming didn't have too many scruples, he beckoned, called a waiter not far away, asked for a glass of red wine again, handed Jing a glass to the side, and smiled: "Oh, cousin, I'm sorry for what I said just now, in fact, you meet the aesthetic standards in my mind, so I think you are as beautiful as my cousin." ”

Jing smiled politely.

When others say this kind of thing to her, even if it is a compliment, she will be very useful in her heart, but when this word comes out of Ming's mouth, she can't hear the slightest sincerity, but with a kind of undisguised hypocrisy of the other party.

Sure enough, Ming smiled and continued, "Trust me, cousin, if it weren't for Arashi, I would definitely pursue you as my woman." ”

This was obvious, and as soon as the words came out, his words just now that were the same as Lan in his heart suddenly turned into a boring and hypocritical compliment that the parties didn't bother to hide.

You're just not as good as Arashi.

Especially physiognomy.

What a cruel fact, what a polite way to express it?

Jing's expression suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at Ming indifferently, before he sneered: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in being your woman, Ming, don't you think you have too many women?" ”

"The more women there are, the more it speaks volumes about my strong body."

Ming smiled shamelessly, but his eyes gradually became sharp.

"Two, we don't seem to be here to quarrel today."

Hai, who was silent on the side, interjected at the right time, he raised his hand, pointed to a large table full of gifts in the banquet hall, and then pointed to Lan and Wang Fuxing, who were surrounded by the crowd, and laughed softly: "Don't you two want to say something interesting about this situation?" ”

Ming suddenly patted his head, pointed to Liuli who was following Lan and Wang Fuxing, and laughed: "Oh my God, I saw an oriental beauty who is more beautiful than my cousin again." ”

Hai was helpless for a while, and smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say.

The heir and the heir are in a competitive relationship with each other, and there has never been much harmony at all, except for Arashi and the fourth heir Yu can maintain the pace of advancing and retreating together, the other three gather together, and rarely have a good talk with a kind atmosphere, under normal circumstances, they are like Ming, and whenever they have the opportunity, they will sarcastically mock their opponents openly and secretly.

Even if their biggest opponent is Arashi, isn't it a good thing to kill two birds with one stone while hitting Arashi and hitting his other opponents?

"I don't want to make any comments, I have always been too lazy to care about the evaluations of some irrelevant people, whether I am beautiful or ugly in the eyes of those people is also irrelevant, I just need to show beauty to the people I care about, as for those who have nothing to do with me, caring about their opinions will only make me feel disgusting!"

"Disgusting?"

Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly became gloomy: "This is really not a pleasant evaluation, dear cousin, can I interpret what you just said that you are saying that I am disgusting?" Do you feel sick every time you see me? Well? ”

The smile on the corner of Jing's mouth became more and more disdainful, with a hint of heavy mockery: "I often ignore some people or things I don't care about, and now in front of my eyes, I only see a waste coward who clearly sees his beloved woman standing with other men, and is crazy with jealousy, but he doesn't dare to step forward to fight!" ”

"Waste? Coward?! ”

Ming pronounced these two words in a low voice, and looked at Jing with a slight sneer in his eyes cold, like a beast about to choose a man to devour.

"Hey, I say two, if we continue, I promise that the outcome of this birthday dinner will not be good for us."

Hai suddenly smiled slightly, and softly reminded the two companions beside him: "You see, some of Rothschild's friends have returned, and I think we may need to go over and develop some friends that belong to us, right?" ”

This is something they have agreed to a long time ago.

The people who can enter this banquet hall are the best young talents in Europe, the heirs of the royal family, the heirs of the big chaebols, the characters who created a lot of miracles during the white hand-made period, and the most powerful heroes in the international gangsters.

Behind everyone, there is a huge network of relationships.

This year was the first year that Arashi became the first heir to the Rothschild empire.

In other words, although a considerable number of people are revolving around Lan, in fact, the position of some people is not close to Lan for the time being.

It was originally close to the original first heir, Jie.

Now that Jay has completely lost power, they naturally want to develop a new friendship in Rothschild, and everyone's first choice must be the current Arashi.

But if the three young heirs who are slightly lower in the ranking attack together, then once the other party accepts, it is equivalent to accepting the three friendships of Rothschild.

This weight is not worse than being Lan's friend.

"Tonight, advance and retreat together! So, let's drop those boring things and concentrate a bit, OK? ”

Hai looked at his two companions, a smile in his tone.

"I agree with Cousin Hai that we are not enemies tonight."

Jing's face regained its languidness, curled up in the chair, like a kitten that had not yet sharpened its paws.

"Bang!"

Ming, whose face was cold and irritable, slapped the table hard, and stared at Jing with a smile: "Cousin, we may not be enemies, but it doesn't matter, tonight, I want to prove that I, the third heir to Rothschild, am not a coward!" ”

"How do you prove it?"

Jing asked lightly, making it clear that he was forcing Ming to express something.

This is obviously to force Ming to fight alone.

Hai secretly sighed, shook his head, and said in a deep voice: "Ming, don't be impulsive, we have to develop some of our own allies tonight!" ”

"No, I'm not impulsive."

Ming smiled a little nervously, and his eyes became more and more arrogant: "I just want to tell these people that the Rothschild Empire is not the only heir to Lan, the other heirs are just as good, since Wang Fuxing and Lan are so close, then I naturally want to go up and congratulate them." ”

He tugged at his tie, smiled hideously, turned abruptly, and walked in the direction of Wang Fuxing and Lan.

He was going to tell the wild boy from the East that this was Rothschild, a place where women alone could not be relied upon.

"Mr. Lake, it is a pleasure to talk to you, I have already talked to Mr. Crowden about your business in the East, especially in the Celestial Empire, and I will give the same advice, I suggest that you can cooperate with the Revival Group, we can make fortune together, we are all friends, right? Oh, I'm sorry, I have something else, and as for cooperation, I think you and Mr. Laughon can talk to the top of the Renaissance Group. ”

Wang Fuxing held the hand of a white young man, sent him away with a happy smile, drank a glass of wine, and just wanted to change places, behind the crowd, a yin and yang strange voice suddenly sounded, directly stabbing into Wang Fuxing's ears.

"Mr. Wang, I think that someone as tolerant as you must be interested in listening to me tell you a story, right?"

Lan, who was standing with Wang Fuxing, frowned slightly, and then resumed her calm and elegant smile.

Wang Fuxing's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the young man who walked directly in front of him over the crowd.

Rothschild. Bright.

He smiled lightly, looked at the young man in front of him who was known for his arrogance, and smiled: "Young Master Ming's story will definitely be very exciting. ”

"Of course, because I'm going to tell my cousin's story."

Ming smiled lightly, unscrupulously pointed at Lan with his finger, and patted Wang Fuxing's shoulder, the voice was not loud, but it ensured that everyone nearby could hear it, he smiled softly at Wang Fuxing: "About my cousin, I think Mr. Wang may not know that on this day in previous years, there will be another man riding in the same carriage with his cousin, and there will also be another man standing with his cousin, do you know what happened?" ”

Arashi lowered her head and shook the wine glass in her hand.

Europe's brightest pearl is already a little unhappy.

"How?"

Wang Fuxing asked rhetorically in a flat tone, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then he was gone."

Ming shrugged his shoulders and said, as if he felt humorous, and laughed: "He was chopped off a pair of hands, that was the first heir of our empire, and it was also our shame, so he has now been sent to Africa to see black slaves." Oh, cousin, I seem to have brought up some past events that shouldn't be mentioned, as Cousin Jie's former fiancée, do you feel sad about this? ”

Lan raised her head, looked at Ming coldly, and did not speak.

At this time, she can't get off the stage anymore.

"Slaves in Africa?"

Wang Fuxing smiled lightly and said lightly: "That's also very good." ”

There are some things that he can't say on this occasion, he chopped off one of Jay's arms, most of the people present may already know, but even so, he can't say it blatantly, it is equivalent to slapping Rothschild in the face.

What is Ming going to do at this time?

Ming didn't understand what was good for a while, so he smiled casually: "Maybe." But I also want to tell Mr. Wang something, in your Celestial Empire dialect, called, well, heartfelt words? Is it? ”

"You're using a good idiom."

Wang Fuxing squinted his eyes and smiled, seemingly happy.

"It's over."

Ming also laughed, his hand on Wang Fuxing's shoulder, looked into his eyes, and said softly: "What I want to tell you is that I know very well about you and Cousin Jie, and in the same way, if you don't do it, I think someone will also do it, unless he gives up something that doesn't belong to him." ”

He raised his voice slightly, regaining a tone that could be heard: "And Mr. Wang, it seems that he is too close to a woman who doesn't belong to you now." ”

"It's not good."

Ming pretended to shake his head: "A Rothschild woman won't marry a lowly Celestial Empire man, you don't deserve it, understand?" So, I advise you, it's better to get out of here, or the consequences will be serious, you know? Hahahaha. ”

The whole hall reverberated with shrill laughter.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and then their hearts were refreshed.

This sentence is something they wanted to say all night but didn't dare to say.

This Oriental, why is he so close to Miss Lan?

Is it just that little career in the Celestial Empire? It's ridiculous.

"Despicable?"

Wang Fuxing was also laughing, as if he was smiling very happily.

"Isn't it?"

Ming ignored Lan's cold pretty face, and the whole person became more and more arrogant: "I have a Japanese friend, he said that your Celestial Empire is the pigsty of the pig, isn't it?" ”

Wang Fuxing took a deep breath, but he couldn't hide the murderous intent in his heart.

He thinks that he is really not a patriotic person who can die for his country.

But when he heard these words in a foreign land, he felt an irrepressible anger.

The Celestial Empire must not be insulted by anyone!

Everyone in the Celestial Empire must not be insulted by any foreigner!

They don't deserve it!

"Seriously, I'm very upset that you're alive."

Wang Fuxing said softly, his tone almost muttering.

Lan was slightly shocked in his heart, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Fuxing's arm.

Ming laughed again, got closer to Wang Fuxing, and playfully said, "What? Mr. Wang, you want to kill me again? ”

He stretched out his hand, patted Wang Fuxing's face, and let out a small snapping sound: "Come on, come and kill me, I'm standing here, absolutely not resisting, this is Rothschild, here is Europe, you touch me and try it?" I can give you a chance. ”

Wang Fuxing stood a little abnormally in place, motionless.

Ming smiled gloomily, lowered his voice, and said gloomily: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't grasp it yourself, boy, I think you should remember that there are some things, since you don't dare to do it, don't say it." You make me very unhappy, despicable man of the Celestial Empire, what makes me even more unhappy is that you even have a woman who makes me very excited, if you don't kill me today, tomorrow night, she will lie on my bed, haha, believe it or not? Believe it or not? ”

He stood up straight, patted Wang Fuxing's face again, and said with a light smile: "Let's go, remember, coming to Rothschild will pay a price." Here, it's a man's world. ”

He glanced at Arashi, grinned, and turned slowly.

The people around automatically gave way and looked at this third-in-line heir to the Rothschild empire with awe in their eyes.

Ming's smile became more and more rampant, and he waved his hand slightly at Jing and Hai in the corner.

Behind him, Wang Fuxing took a light step.

One step, instantly shortened the distance between him and Ming.

Out of instinct for danger, Ming's whole hair exploded in an instant, and he suddenly turned around!

"Poof!"

A dull sound that made everyone's legs weak and completely petrified suddenly sounded.

The sound of a foreign object piercing into the flesh is clear and muffled.

Mingyi's eyes widened in an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the ordinary and calm face in front of him.

How dare he kill me?!

Kill me in the castle of Rothschild?

He lowered his head slightly in disbelief, only to see that Wang Fuxing was holding a jet-black dagger in his hand, which had been inserted into his waist.

Pain!

And the fear of the passage of life instantly swept over the body.

Ming struggled frantically, looking at Wang Fuxing's eyes with endless furious anger and surging killing intent!

This despicable man, damn it!

"Brush!"

Wang Fuxing's expression was calm and did not make any waves, he pulled out the dagger, blood gushed out, Wang Fuxing did not hesitate, and the second knife stabbed directly into Ming's abdomen again.

Ming's struggle became more and more intense, and his two hands tore Wang Fuxing's clothes indiscriminately.

"Despicable?"

Wang Fuxing chuckled lightly and said in a soft tone: "What are you in the hands of a lowly man like me?" Not even a dog. You should pay for what you just said, lowly bastard! ”

"Mix... Bastard! I... I am... Put... Put..."

Ming's voice trembled, his eyes were resentful, and he stared at Wang Fuxing's face.

Wang Fuxing once again showed a seemingly harmless smile, let go of the hand holding the knife, and suddenly took his wine glass from the hand of one person next to him.

Knees raised.

"Bang!"

A knee hit Ming's abdomen again.

Touching the wound, the blood on Ming's body flowed faster and faster.

The people around him seemed to be stupid, and they didn't react at all, just watching.

Ming's body subconsciously arched downward.

The madness and coldness in Wang Fuxing's smile flashed away, and he took the wine glass without hesitation, and the moment Ming bent down, the wine glass slammed forward.

The long wine glass, which was nearly a centimeter in shape, was inserted into Ming's mouth and pierced through the back of his head, revealing a broken mouth.

Ming's eyes widened, a wine glass was plugged in his mouth, and he struggled frantically a few times, and fell to the ground softly.

Wang Fuxing's face was expressionless, and the moment he fell, he pulled out the spots on his abdomen.

"Bang."

The sound vibrates.

Ming's eyes quickly lost their shape, and there was no other emotion in his eyes except regret and fear.

In less than ten seconds.

Young Master Ming, who was still domineering just now, died.

Died in the castle of Rothschild.

The crowd finally reacted, and after a burst of screams of surprise, everyone began to run like crazy.

Liuli's expression was calm, standing in the closest place to Wang Fuxing, not panicking.

Lan's face was slightly pale, and his eyes looked at Wang Fuxing without blinking, which was a little complicated.

Wang Fuxing flew up and kicked the corpse that was obviously dead and flew away, landing right at Lan's feet.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, whistled, and chuckled, "Happy birthday, dear." ”――

Two consecutive shots, nearly 10,000 words~