President Conley's face changed, and he knew what he should do at such a time. He pointed loudly and said, "Double the price, give me an immediate solution to this kid!" ”

The eyes of the hunters lit up, and they all looked at the leader of the hunters. The leader of the chasseurs, apparently having seen the world, stood still, motionless.

"Hmph, Fried Worcester's name, is it only worth double the price, dead fatty, you are too stingy." Duchamp spit out another smoke ring, stared at Conlight with a provocative gaze, raised his right index finger and hooked, the meaning is obvious, continue to increase the price!

"Five times the price! Kill this kid. President Conlight made a resolute decision. Crushing everything in the world that dares to oppose him with money is President Conwright's creed, and it is also his feared banner in the mall.

The leader of the hunters suddenly made up his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "Five times the price, it is worth our vote." ”

"Oh!" Duchamp scratched his scalp and asked curiously, "What's the price of five times?" To 10 million, or 50 million? ”

"Hunters have always kept their employer's secrets."

Duchamp's face finally changed a little, and he saw that the leader of the hunters had made a real attack stance. At this time, the distance between the two was only five meters, and he could pounce on him at any time to launch a fatal blow.

This head of the Hunter is strong, with more than eighty levels, so it's no wonder that when he faces the prestige of the Polaris Hunter, he dares to say 'it's worth a vote'.

Obviously, the leader of the hunters also realized that the person in front of him was very difficult to deal with, and although he had the advantage of numbers, he still did not have the slightest contempt, and gradually tensed his muscles, ready to fight with all his might.

Just as his muscles tightened, a voice said in a loud voice, "Even if you are going to fight for your life, you must at least know what you are fighting for." ”

The person who spoke was none other than Duchamp.

Baron Teresa, another person in the center of the field, had already taken out his trick of drilling the table, lying under the table and pretending to be dead.

Duchamp pointed to President Conlait, and said loudly: "This dead fat man is trying to use a trap to embezzle the project jointly developed by the Polaris Chaser Regiment and the Lord of Gatapunia, and the net profit of this project is more than 50 million meters per year. ”

Duchamp noticed that the hunters' eyes lit up at the mention of 'Fifty Million Mila', and it was clear that this amount was much higher than the five times the reward promised by President Conwright.

Half of the project's profits, or 25 million milas a year, are earmarked for the relief of the poor in Northumbria. Most of the money was set up in August last year when Head Fried returned to Northumburia, a fund called the 'Green Leaf Lunch Project', which provides free lunches to the children of Nurias through the church school in exchange for their motivation to go to school, and I'm sure some of you have heard of this program. ”

Duchamp paid close attention to the movements of the audience, and continued: "If this plan is to be implemented every year, it must be continuously financed by this project, and you must think about it, and if you help this crook today, the free lunch for the children of the whole city of Nurias will be interrupted." ”

The mood of the hunters wavered a little, and they looked at the leader again.

The leader of the hunters pondered for a moment, but still asked aloud, "What evidence do you have for this?" ”

Duchamp kicked Baron Teresa, who was lying under the dining table and pretending to be dead, with his legs:

"He is a collaborator of this project, Baron Teresa, lord of the city of Pvennis in the north, and with a person as timid and afraid of death, he would never dare to lie. If you don't believe him, you can drag him out and ask him, but be polite to him, Baron Theresa was the first of the nobles of the empire to donate to Northumburia. ”

The chief of the hunters glanced at the baron, who was trembling under the table, and immediately believed Duchamp's words.

He knew that the church school in Nurias had begun serving breakfast and lunch to children throughout the city. Among the Chasseurs scattered across the continent in Northumburia, the Polaris Chasseurs are one of the very few that have found a permanent camp.

The hunters all know that the Polaris Chasseur has reached an agreement with the Pvennis City Lord in the north of the Erebonian Empire to be publicly stationed in the city, which is the envy of the Chasseur who are more powerful than Polaris. Although Pvennis City is small, it is also famous among hunters because of the 'open hukou'.

The head of the chasseurs suddenly thought of one more thing, if the person under the table was the lord of Pvenis City, then, if they did it today, the felony of shooting the nobles would fall on the heads of the chasseurs, and in the Erebonian Empire, such a crime was enough for a small chasseur like them to be wiped out.

Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't help but turn cold, and he swept towards President Conlait, asking:

"Mr. Conlight, this gentleman is also the lord of Pvenis City, and it seems that you didn't mention it to us."

When President Conlight heard this, he knew that the leader of the chasseurs had signs of turning his face again, and hurriedly distinguished: "Don't listen to this hillbilly's nonsense, how can a person like him be a lord." ”

The lord who was pretending to be dead bravely crawled out and distinguished: "I am indeed the lord of Pwinnis. ”

Duchamp sneered: "First student, the document that your subordinates are holding is co-signed by President Conlight and Baron Theresa. ”

The hunter with the document hurriedly turned the document in his hand to the last page, and the leader of the hunters glanced at it and immediately became angry. It not only bears the signature of Baron Teresa, but also the seal of nobility.

He straightened his mouth, and all the hunters immediately paid attention to the leader's meaning, and the muzzle of the gun turned completely to President Conwright.

The situation in the restaurant took a turn for the worse, and President Conlight was left with only two of his bodyguards who did not fight back.

President Conwright stammered, "As a mercenary, how can you do it to your employer?" This is the creed of your profession, don't you want the honor of the hunters of the north? ”

Duchamp scoffed: "A guy like you is also worthy of honor." At this stage, it's time for you to use your life-saving move and shout 'ten times the reward'. ”

President Conley's whole body was trembling, and he stammered, "No, I think we can talk." ”

"Oh, do you want to talk?" Duchamp sat down on a dining chair for a long time, and said with a sneer: "What else is there to talk about between us?" ”

President Conlight saw Duchamp sitting down, which meant that he could talk during the negotiation, and hurriedly clasped his hands in front of his chest, and said with a reverent face:

"I swear by my credibility that I am really full of yearning for Patek Philippe jewelry, and I want to make it bigger, and the plan I propose is definitely implementable."

"Oh!" Dušan was noncommittal.

Baron Teresa, seeing that Duchamp seemed to be in control of the room, sneaked out and sat down on another dining chair.

President Conlaitt couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that what he said was effective, and continued: "I have a plan, and if it is implemented according to my plan, it will be easy for Patek Philippe Jewelry to make a profit of 1 billion meters a year. ”

Duchamp was about to retort, when he suddenly heard a sharp prompt in his head:

"A foreign object was detected to be launching a psychic attack, and the verification failed, and it has been exempted."