Chapter 1038, the head of the Great Eight War Generals: The Earl!

The United States is an emerging country, and it doesn't have as many ornate churches and century-old castles that can be found everywhere in Europe.

However, that doesn't mean there aren't any.

On the edge of a cliff stands a castle with a white dome covering an extremely large area.

From the outside, the castle looks a little vicissitudes of life, after hundreds of years of wind and rain, it has become a little old.

However, if you have the opportunity to open the door and enter, you will find that the interior decoration and its façade are two very different worlds.

Baroque is a decorative style that originated in Europe, which pursues a magnificent and imposing artistic realm, which is generally suitable for the design of villas and, of course, for castles.

Resplendent ceilings, cumbersome and beautiful chandeliers, heavy and sturdy leather sofa seats, and copper handicrafts that can be seen everywhere just play a role in embellishment.

There are very few high-tech appliances in the room, but a set of boss-level luxury speakers in the corner is extremely eye-catching.

The speaker turned on, and from it came a roaring sound that was very incongruous with the style of the villa:

faithfulalain,dogstolrisakillhine。

bleedylightgoesgreen。

bestbelieve,etobe,frommyyyyyye

putagrychinwhenyetome。

‘cuzi’llwin,e-of-a-kindandi\'llbringplaceyou\'reabbe

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A woman in a bright red dressing gown is lying on a leather sofa, also holding a glass of crimson sè wine in her hand, her fingers stained with the same fiery sè nails spread out, and the beat is fast to the beat of the passionate music.

Smoky eyebrows, blood-stained lips, and a slightly open mouth, as if hungry and thirsty and in need of water. His eyes narrowed, and he looked very engaged and intoxicated.

This is the latest conscription advertisement released in the United States, the tone is arrogant, arrogant, barbaric, and tyrannical, and the kind of disregard for life and random killing is full of it, which has attracted countless military fans as soon as it is listed.

And, of course, the woman in red on the couch.

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and a man in a suit and leather shoes with a serious expression walked in quickly.

The woman's brow furrowed involuntarily, and then quickly relaxed.

"He's coming." The man bowed his back in front of the woman and whispered.

Syllable!

The woman raised her hand and slapped it.

She doesn't like to be interrupted when listening to music, no matter what the other person's reason is.

The man does not dodge or dodge, and the expression on his face does not change at all, just like a woman does not hit him in the face.

"Invite him in." The woman said lazily.

The man answered yes and turned to walk outside.

The woman tightened the belt of her pajamas and sat up to avoid chūn light—she was going to use this gesture to receive the guests.

Not long after, under the guidance of Dai Pu, a little old man on crutches walked in.

The old man was short, but he wore a very well-fitting tuxedo. White sè shirt with a bow tied at the neckline. The black sè top hat looks like an aristocratic gentleman in England.

However, his behavior was not gentlemanly at all.

For he was shaking to the rhythm of the music in the room, and his two little short legs were shaking as if they were having a convulsion.

Moreover, he not only moved his hands and legs, but also chanted words in his mouth: "Always be loyal, never give up, at the beginning of the war, the wolf soldiers attacked." I'm a Marine, I'm a killing machine. The green light flashes between the flickering and the blood splashes. Don't doubt it, it's my turf. I smile smugly when you come running, because victory is mine, I am a first-class killer, bringing death--bang-bang-"

The woman stood up with her glass of wine, looked at the old man with a smile, and said, "The Earl also likes this music?" ”

"I like everything with passion." The little old man looked at the woman in front of him with squinting eyes and said, "Life is boring. If only I could kill people every day. Lady Violet, don't you say? ”

"yes. Isn't there business coming to your door now? Violet stretched out her hand and made a gesture to sit down, and said, "Drink something?" ”

The little old man glanced at the red blood-like liquid in Violet's hand and said, "This is the blood of the gladiators?" ”

"Not bad." Violet nodded.

"Let's have a drink. Drink blood and listen to military music - Madame, we really have a tacit understanding. ”

"Who's to say it's not, Lord Earl? However, it would be nice if we had this tacit understanding in other areas. Violet said with something in her words.

"He's here, right?"

"Here we are." Violet nodded. He didn't name the man, but she knew he was asking.

The little old man took the gladiator's blood from Dai Pu, shook it lightly a few times, and then tilted his neck, and drank half a glass of wine.

Then he closed his mouth and nose tightly.

The intense and irritating liquid entered his throat, and his pale face quickly reddened, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

"Happy. It's really exciting. The Count laughed. Sure enough, good wine. ”

Violet waved her hand, and Dai Pu immediately came over with the bottle.

"No need. One cup is enough. The little old man waved his hand and said. No matter how delicious something is, if you eat too much, it will be boring and ruin the beauty of the first time. ”

"The Count is a man who knows how to enjoy." Violet took a sip of the red wine in her glass, smiling and flattering.

"I don't understand." The Earl said. "How can an insignificant little person be so valued by you?"

"Insignificant little people?" Violet spun the glass, squinting and laughing. "The emperor and the eight generals went to the three of them and failed to cut off his head, such a person is still a small person?"

"I'll admit that we didn't know enough about him before." The little old man said with a straight face, but his eyes glanced at Violet's half-open chest.

Although Violet was tied to the belt of her pajamas, most of her snow-white breasts were exposed. Under the illumination of the light, the white fluttering dazzling eyeballs. It's no wonder that this little old man is so excited that he can't help but want to explore more.

"No one could have imagined that he would have so many great friends to help him, and that he would be able to crack the ghost at a speed - if not by luck, then the ghost is lying. Of course, I believe that the ghost does not dare to deceive me. However, there are some problems with this. We just need to find the answer to this question. ”

"How fast can he crack the ghost?" Violet raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Tentatively known - it is." The little old man said. "As Madame said, the ghost really didn't cut off his head."

"Looks like we're going to have to reassess his strength." Violet turned to Dai Pu, who was standing behind him and serving.

Dai Pu nodded expressionlessly and said nothing.

"Don't be nervous. It's not that serious. The little old man waved his hand and said. You think he's dangerous, just kill him. When he was in Huaxiaguo, he unfortunately ran away. Now he's in the United States, on our territory -- do you think he's got wings and can fly out? ”

"Lord Earl, it's better to be cautious." Violet is sè said. "To be honest, it's not like we haven't shot at him, but every time he dodges him. Once or twice is luck, three or four times, it can't be explained by these two words - I've been in contact with him, and this kid is indeed a bit of an evil man. ”

"Hmph." The little old man snorted coldly. "Since you say so, I'm going to meet him myself for a while. I don't believe he's as amazing as you say - if he really has some strength, he can give me some fun. ”

Violet smiled and nodded, thinking to herself, if only the emperor could come out in person.

Of course, she knew that she couldn't say this, and she would offend this little old man by saying it.

Didn't you make it clear that you don't believe in the strength of others?

Earl, the head of the Emperor's Eight Great War Generals. The emperor's right and left hands, and - the spokesman for interests.

No one has ever seen an emperor, all you can see - only the count.