Delgado's mansion was brightly lit, and Duchamp, who had just stopped his car, was greeted by a warm welcome from Congressman Caso. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"There are a lot of people here tonight, and most of the councillors of Julai City have already attended the banquet. The Speaker has prepared a sumptuous meal in the dining room, so please feel free to enjoy it now, and please come to the banquet hall to attend the reception after the meal. Cassel led Duchamp and the others into the mansion with a spring breeze on his face, and pointed to the ceiling, "The speaker will come down immediately." ”

The mansion was filled with costumed guests and busy servants, music was playing softly, and the enticing aroma of food wafted through the air.

Duchamp looked up at the second floor, and he could feel what the Speaker was doing.

In the inner room of the study, the Speaker made a last reverent offering of the stone statue and muttered a few more prayers.

"God, in accordance with your oracle, I will bring all my troubles and enemies tonight. The enemy has fallen on my body, sucking my blood, and now they are going to break my bones and suck my marrow. I'd like you to show me how I'm going to do it. As long as the Delgadia can survive this calamity, I will not hesitate to take everything I have, even if I am crushed to pieces. ”

His prayer did not last long before a consciousness sounded in its heart: "Here, my power is insignificant, bring your troubles and enemies to my temple, and I will help you to remove all evils." Remember, give your all, don't go back! ”

With this indication, a shimmering dot flickered in his mind. Delgado knew that it was the temple of his private god. After decades of devotion to the deity, Delgado finally knew the exact address of the temple. He thought about it and found that the address was a site on an island off the coast of Julai.

How can he get all his enemies there?

He pondered for a moment and walked out of the room. The butler waited in the study for a long time.

"As instructed by you, the request has been sent through the communication system of the international bank. Tomorrow morning, the banker will notify the young master to open the safe deposit box. ”

Delgado nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the butler, whose beard had faded, and suddenly felt a little guilty. These people who have been truly faithful to him all their lives, he has not reciprocated anything for them. He reached out and put on the coat handed by the butler, and said, "Recall that you have served the Delgado for almost thirty years, and you should enjoy the blessings. ”

The butler looked at his master in horror, and this sentence did not mean unemployment. Delgado Gado was dressed and smiled at the housekeeper: "Don't think about it, the box I left in Kasley Commercial Bank is just a warrant for our family's overseas investment over the years." Raul is studying abroad, and it's time for these properties to be handed over to him. Tomorrow morning, leave Julai, go to him, help me watch him, take the children, and enjoy the blessings. ”

The butler's throat whimpered a few times, after so many years in this mansion, he knew that this matter would never be so simple. He was very similar to asking something, but he didn't know how to speak, so he had to say with difficulty: "Master, the banquet is about to begin." ”

Delgado nodded, grabbed the handle of the study, and smiled at the butler again: "Don't worry, with me, everything will be taken care of." ”

With that, he held his head high, opened the door and walked out. Through the circular walkway on the second floor, you can look down into the lobby. There were a lot of people who came, which made him very satisfied.

"Come to all who should come!" He closed his eyes and prayed silently. The cronies soon spotted the Speaker's figure and rushed to him.

"When you come to my mansion, please feel free, if you haven't had dinner yet, go to the lounge if you're not hungry, it's been a long time since so many people got together, please have fun."

A sumptuous meal is prepared in the mansion, and the guests are served for quite some time before the official start of this dinner.

Seeing that Olivier had messed up the plan, Duchamp could only break the jar, let go of his preoccupations, and concentrate on the food on the table.

Precious fish sauce, fragrant cheese, fried small fish, thinly sliced roast goose...... Duchamp spotted at a glance a lot of food to suit his appetite, and he took a large plate and a long tong, and set his hands on it intently.

"Hey, Styry, on formal occasions, pay attention to dining etiquette." Learmour reminded softly beside him.

"What's wrong? I haven't started eating yet! "Duchamp felt innocent.

"Don't take so many things at once, pile the plates so full, you can't eat enough to get them again." Learmour whispered.

It turned out that Duchamp, who had planned to pile up the sharp points again, sat down at the table honestly.

He quickly swept through one plate, and then quickly went to sweep the second round, and at this time, the contents of the other three guys' plates were only half moved.

"Styri's eating is really wild!" Olivier was glad to see Duchamp make a fool of himself.

Learmor shook his head and explained in a low voice: "Styri's parents died young, and I heard that he grew up in a mercenary group before he officially inherited the title, and the only aristocratic etiquette class he took was taught by me. ”

"I see!" Olivier's boundless sympathy immediately overflowed, and by the way, he was not picky even about Duchamp's appearance.

Just as Duchamp was sweeping up the second plate, a blue-haired guy walked into the dining room, looked left and right, and said to himself excitedly: "The food is really rich enough, and it is in vain that I have come all the way to come." ”

He excitedly took a large plate, took a fork, ran to his favorite roast goose, looked at the fattest piece of meat, and was ready to start.

A large clip reached over and took away the piece of meat he had fancied, along with the second-best piece next to it.

"This is obviously the first thing I fancied." He muttered, glaring fiercely at the silver-haired man who had snatched his flesh.

At the table where the crabs were served, the two met again. The blue-haired man looked at the whole plate of crab meat that the chef had just grilled, and at a glance he fell in love with the two fattest crab legs. Without waiting for him to move his fork, a hand stretched out diagonally and directly took away the two crab legs that he had taken a fancy to, along with a few crab legs that were inferior to thickness.

Duchamp triumphantly returned to his seat with a full plate of food, completely unaware that he had managed to pull up the hatred point.

"I can't imagine that Speaker Delgado's food table is so commendable, and I want to sweep it again in a while." Duchamp admired with satisfaction as he ate.

The blue-haired man glanced at him from afar, smiled slightly, and walked towards Duchamp with his plate.

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