This is really not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates.

Duchamp quickly planned a conversation between Baron Theresa and President Conleit.

"Your inquiry into what our jewellers do, this is the business value of our confidentiality. Before we talk about the formal cooperation, should we first calculate the general ledger that you deceived us, such as the 100 million mira deposit. ”

President Conley hurriedly explained: "That's not cheating, as long as you sign an agreement with us, I will pay the deposit of 100 million meters to Irina Lineford tomorrow." In case you don't know, I'm one of the directors of the company and the whole project is in the hands of Miss Irina. When the time comes, the route you want is not yet at your fingertips. ”

Duchamp sneered, this dead fat man is still a pig's head and is not afraid of boiling water.

He was about to debunk the so-called 100 million deposit scam when he suddenly noticed some movement outside.

"Hey, how did a man approach the castle!"

On the guide car outside the castle, waiting for Duchamp to give a signal, Olivier, who had been waiting impatiently, suddenly spotted two police cars on the street, and he exchanged a look with Mura.

This policeman obviously could not have been called by Duchamp, and the original plan was to be closed by them. Then it can only be said that there is only one problem, the fraudster inside called the police.

"It's getting more and more interesting!" Olivier leaned back in his chair, looking like he was watching a show.

"Shall we rush in?" Fang clenched his sword tightly, with a look of eagerness.

Mulla immediately made a decision and instructed his deputy: "Go and inform the royal guards." ”

Olivier objected, and Mura shouted, "Don't forget, Your Excellency, there are two of your friends inside, in case there is a mistake." ”

The deputy opened the door of the guide car and jumped quickly.

The group of policemen in front of them had already opened the door of the castle and walked in.

But the royal guards behind were not far away, they were ambushed in a nearby alley, and it was only three or five minutes to get here.

In the tense restaurant, President Conlight couldn't help but smile fiercely, he had already seen that the man in black in front of him seemed to have some kind of immunity to his tried magic weapon.

He turned to Baron Teresa and opened his arms: "It's really disrespectful, Mr. Baron, I didn't think you were still a master of magical jewelry, I see that your partner doesn't seem to be interested in working with me, so, would you like to cooperate with me to start a new jewelry brand together?" ”

The baron's brain capacity was clearly sufficient at this point, and he asked curiously, "Why do we want to start a new brand of magic jewelry again?" ”

"For higher profits, I have a stable channel for high-grade magic crystals, you have the technology to deal with the inlay of these magic crystals, and our cooperation is half between you and me, and we can earn hundreds of millions or even billions of mira every year."

"It can't be done, our design ......" Baron Theresa opened his mouth to reveal Patek Philippe's true secret.

Duchamp rushed up and covered his mouth, shouting, "Wake up, Baron Theresa, there is no such thing as a free lunch." ”

This loud shout shook the hearts of everyone in the restaurant and broke the temptation of President Conwright's words. Baron Theresa shook his head, suddenly realizing that his mind was in disarray. Before he could think clearly, he only heard Duchamp sneer and say, "It seems that your followers have arrived again, this time is the police or the army?" ”

President Conwlew's victory was already in his hands, and he announced in a loud voice, "If you are willing to sign the contract now, I can not mention the charges of breaking into my mansion and stealing my magic crystals." ”

"Theft!" Baron Theresa screamed, "What are you talking about, President Conwright! Didn't you take out this crystal yourself? ”

Duchamp sneered: "I heard that you are the fastest rich man in the imperial capital, is this how you earned your money?" ”

President Conley ignored them anymore, and turned to the hunters to give orders: "I can no longer pursue your dereliction of duty just now, and in front of the police for a while, testify against these two people for me, understand!" ”

As soon as he looked up, he saw Duchamp holding his hands, looking fearless, and thought of a mysterious rule hidden in the shout just now, which is not something he can comprehend now.

This Shaodong of the Polaris Hunting Regiment is not simple! It won't be that simple!

The leader of the hunters immediately made a decision and said: "Sir, the hunters never deal with the police, we avoid it, you let the bodyguards testify." ”

With a wave of his hand, all the hunters in the dining room immediately retreated to the other rooms.

President Conlaitt was so angry that he thought that he would have to take revenge on this group of hunters in the future, but it seemed that they were not needed at the moment, as long as they remained neutral.

The sound of leather boots hitting the floor was heard in the hallway, and a team of heavily armed policemen rushed in.

President Conley proudly pointed at Duchamp and said, "Officer, among the guests I invited today, someone stole my collection of valuable magic crystals and was caught red-handed by my bodyguards. ”

The leader was a sheriff, who shouted, "The suspect holds his head and lies down against the wall." ”

Duchamp looked at Conlaité with disdain: "If you only have this kind of backhand, you will have some blood today." ”

The policeman's face changed, and he waved at his subordinates: "Arrest it!" ”

Baron Theresa cried out loudly: "I am an imperial nobleman, do you dare to frame me so brazenly? As soon as he finished speaking, three or four policemen pinned him to the ground and swung down his rough fists.

The policeman who rushed to Duchamp saw a figure flash in front of him, and suddenly disappeared.

Duchamp was already ready to go, and his figure jumped, rushed to President Conlight, locked his neck, and scolded loudly: "In my life, this is the first time that I have been blackmailed, and I won't let you have some blood, and it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my master's heart." As he spoke, he slapped President Conlight five or six times in the face, and Conlait's face suddenly swollen.

Two bodyguards and police officers saw him commit the murder on the spot and immediately pounced.

President Conlight had no force value, and his bloated body was grabbed by Duchamp, waving from side to side like a sandbag, resisting the attack.

The policeman shouted loudly, "Stop, make sure President Conlait's safe." He shouted at Duchamp again: "Arresting in front of the police and taking hostages is a felony, and we have been surrounded here. ”

Duchamp laughed: "You are wrong, this place has been surrounded by me, if you don't believe me, look out the window and downstairs." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a policeman nervously ran in from outside the house and stammered, "Sheriff, it's not good! We're surrounded. ”

The sheriff's face changed and he asked, "Who dares to fight us!" ”

The policeman stammered, "Yes, it's the Royal Guard." ”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the house.

Duchamp took advantage of this gap and slapped Conlight twice harder, hitting his cheeks high and swollen, and a mouthful of blood seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

He thought to himself: "Master said that if he wants to make you bleed today, he has to let you bleed." ”

Thinking of President Conlight's suspicious behavior just now, he pressed it to Conlight's chest, and immediately felt that there was a magic necklace in his clothes. He reached in, and as soon as he grasped it, the attributes of the necklace suddenly appeared:

"Fool's Necklace: Ancient Semria Relic, Constant Spell 'Deception'."