Chapter 108: Old Acquaintances and Strangers

Carl and the others stayed in the Riliger Chamber of Commerce for a few more days.

In the past few days, no other thugs have come to retaliate, and it seems that the other chambers of commerce have also focused all their energy on the holding of the carnival welcome party, and have not taken the panda that suddenly appeared in the Ruilig Chamber of Commerce to heart.

Soon the day of the welcome party will take place.

The island is called "Carnival City" because there is little need for preparation, and most of the island's facilities seem to have been built specifically for revelry.

With the exception of the Rainbow Chamber of Commerce, which is relatively bleak, almost every other part of the island is already immersed in the carnival atmosphere.

Even some people didn't know what this carnival was for, and when they saw the elation of the others, they followed suit.

"Miss Sophia, can those three do it? Two of them are just children. ”

Standing in the small two-story building looking through the window at the crowd of revelers in the distance, Morgan had a sad face and couldn't laugh.

"Ah, they're amazing."

Sophia resisted the urge to tell Carl's true identity, and she ended up shutting herself in her room with a simple perfunctory remark from Morgan.

"I want to take a break, and if there's nothing important, don't bother me."

"Yes, miss."

……

Although the people in the city sang and danced, the real gathering place of the "big guys" was in a high-end clubhouse far from the city center.

Here you can not only see the carnival scene in the city, but also be able to get away from the noise of the city and enjoy the quiet environment.

"Hey, who are you? This is not a place to be found. ”

Just outside the courtyard of the clubhouse, the guard in charge of guarding the gate stopped Carl as he was walking towards the gate.

"I'm here for a banquet."

Karl blinked, a puzzled look.

"Going to a banquet? Do you have an invitation? ”

"Give."

Karl pulled an invitation out of his pocket and handed it over.

He wore a pair of blue-black jeans today, a black shirt and trench coat on the upper body, a cowboy hat on his head, and an unlit cigarette in his mouth, dressed like a western cowboy.

The guard looked Carl up and down, a little unsure: "Musketeer Charles?" ”

"What, do you want to try?" Karl escaped from his waist with a revolver and aimed it directly at the guard's head.

Charles, the musketeer, is a well-known gunman in Carnival City, and Carl finds out that he has defected to the Bart Chamber of Commerce, so he directly kills this guy and impersonates himself.

"Don't move!"

Seeing that the other guards wanted to stop him, the guard who was held up by Carl on the head retreated, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Charles, I didn't mean to offend you, I hope you don't mind." ”

"Look at what scared you." Karl swirled the revolver in his hand and put it back on his waist, whistled by the way, and said with a smile: "How could I hurt my employer's men?" Can I go in now? ”

"You please, you please."

The guard respectfully invited Carl in, and it was not until he returned to the door once again that he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He had heard of this Charles, this is a ruthless man who kills people without blinking an eye and asking no reason, if he hadn't stopped the others just now, maybe he would have fallen under the guns of this guy.

The inside of the clubhouse is very luxuriously decorated, and the hall is brightly lit, which is obviously much more upscale than in the town.

Karl had arrived neither early nor late, and there were already many well-dressed or fierce people in the hall, and many had not yet arrived.

Since the main owner had not yet appeared, Karl simply took a plate and ate and drank to himself.

Charles, the musketeer, was also a withdrawn guy with few friends. However, this made it convenient for Carl and saved him some of the trouble of socializing.

Since the reception is buffet-style, Carl will take a bite of every dish that looks good.

After taking a turn in the hall, Carl's stomach that had been specially saved was quickly filled with all kinds of delicacies, and he no longer had the appetite to eat.

At this time, the main owner of this welcome party finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Oh, what an acquaintance!"

After seeing the faces of the visitors, Carl was also slightly surprised.

The disgusting guy with a blue blanket and a scepter in his hand was none other than Torrebol, the snot man of the Don Quixote family.

The fat woman in a tight long skirt and a red explosive hairstyle should be the "fruit of art" ability Jorah.

There is also a little Lori with short blue hair next to them, who is dressed very cutely, and if nothing else, it should be the "childlike fruit" ability Sucrose.

This little girl should still be a real Lori who has not become an adult.

The others Karl didn't know.

However, it was not Torrebol who was surrounded in the middle, but a strange woman in a burgundy dress and purple cape, fair skin, and curly burgundy shoulder-length hair.

This person is the 18th daughter of the Charlotte family - Charlotte Garrett.

Although Carl basically has no impression of this woman who does not appear much, it is not difficult for him to guess that this person who is surrounded by stars and moons must be the "Lord Charlotte".

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."

A well-dressed man walked up to the front desk and motioned for everyone in the audience to be quiet.

"Today, we at the Bart Chamber of Commerce have the honor of having both Master Charlotte Garrett and Master Torrepol at the same time, which is our honor and a blessing to all of you......"

The man was talking at the front desk, but the crowd in the audience barely looked at him, but looked at Torrebol and Charlotte Garrett on the other side.

"Stay away from me, you disgusting fellow."

Facing Torrebol beside him, Garrett did not hide the disgust on his face at all.

"Bah, hey, hey...... Does even BIGMOM want to occupy the first half of the Great Route? Torrebol smiled, not caring about Garret's dislike.

"Mom wasn't interested in the first half of the Great Voyage, she just liked the food."

Garrett had a proud look on his face, and then scolded: "You damn lost dog, you have said it, stay away from me!" ”

"Bah, hey, hey...... Loser? To tell you the truth, Dovert won't be locked up in Advance City forever. ”