Chapter 473: Provisional Plan

As it approached dawn, Duchamp sneakily returned to the guest house and entered his room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He took off his shoes and lay on the bed, thinking of all the accidents that suddenly happened the day before, and always felt that there was an unscientific element in it, but he couldn't figure out where the key was.

"In short, this time it's my own poor arrangement, and money is the source of disaster!"

Duchamp let out a long sigh, then suddenly took out the player's manual with a smile on his face and flipped to one of the pages.

The prestige task of the "richest man in the mainland" finally completed the first step of 'billionaire', gaining 1,000 achievement points and 100 world prestige points.

Thinking of the large sum of money that had been packed into his bag, Duchamp smiled. It seems that we have to find a time to go to Chase and implement the guide car project.

He looked at the size of the room, moved the furniture to the corner, unfolded the 'Sultan's Palace,' and lay down comfortably to enjoy double sleep and recuperation.

"It only takes four hours to be full of blood and demons, which is really better than anything else!" At nine o'clock, Duchamp, who woke up, found himself in good spirits and comfortably emotional.

Duchamp, who mysteriously appeared at the breakfast table, became the focus of everyone's discussion.

"Stellory, you're missing after the shooting in the square yesterday afternoon. What the hell are you doing? Olivier leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"What are you doing, of course, it's to save lives, there are several guys on the side of the road who were injured by stray bullets, and under my treatment, they can be regarded as saving their lives." Duchamp was talking nonsense, but Olivier believed it, and his eyes were full of little stars.

"At such a critical moment, it was time for my generation to come forward, but unfortunately I only fired one shot, and I was stopped by Mu Lajun, which can be called inaction."

"A shot, what's going on?" Duchamp asked in surprise.

Olivier recounted the sight of the bell tower in the library, and the fact that he had seen one of the emaciated fellows fall and the other man with all four limbs and a vicious face shot him from the air, and in his indignation he had shot him with a black gun while the big man had jumped from the bell tower.

"So, he's helping the wolf!"

Duchamp gratefully praised Olivier and listened to Olivier with his eyes bent and self-absorbed and felt good.

"But if you meddle in other people's grievances like this, you may also help those who shouldn't be helped, and cause unnecessary trouble to yourself and the people in the library. What if the thug had turned his gun around and fired into the library? What if ordinary people in the library were harmed because of this? Mura debated with Olivier with a straight face.

Olivier was speechless, and had to concentrate on continuing to deal with the breakfast in front of him.

"I had a good time in the fishing village during the day, and when I came back at night, I heard that there was a riot in the city, and you were all on the scene?" Mark asked with concern, "This is big news."

"It's not about riots, it's just two groups of illegal militants fighting each other. We were reading an ancient book in the library with Stellory's special library card, and we were just as we were fascinated by it when we heard gunshots. Looking out from the hallway of the library, I saw bullets flying and blood spilled all over the square. There were several people lying on the ground, and two people were fighting on the bell tower, there was a very tall and brutal-looking guy, using an extremely brutal strange weapon, and the strength was also extremely strong, jumping from the top of the bell tower and unharmed, they hit from the bell tower to the bell tower, and from the bell tower to the bell tower, that scene was really thrilling. ā€

Olivier even spoke with analogies, vividly restoring the scene at that time, only to hear Mark lamenting again and again, why he was not present for such a wonderful big scene.

Dietri paused for breakfast and said unhappily, "I have the impression that Ordis City has always been a quiet and peaceful city, and such atrocities are unheard of. Last night, I heard from the National Police Agency that the city's fishery association had been looted, and several civilians who were present were killed or injured by stray bullets, and that 12 local soldiers in Ordis had lost their lives in the battle to defend the city. These lawbreakers are truly lawless. ā€

"Have any civilians died in the conflict?" Duchamp asked unexpectedly.

"So, it is said that General Aurelia was so enraged that he ordered martial law to arrest the murderers throughout the city. The eldest brother was also angry when he heard the news, and was discussing with his subordinates how to strengthen the defense of the territory, and it was said that he would thoroughly clean up all kinds of underground gangs in the city. Dietrie told me what he had heard when he got home last night.

Duke Kane's revenge is coming! Duchamp gloated. It's better to let those redheads run for their lives! In this way, they will not have the time and energy to deal with Pvenis City.

"Well, but then we don't have any fun here." Olivier said with a frown.

"Don't worry, we'll go to the Eastern Gnavado Islands in advance." Dietrie clapped his hands, trying to undo the impact of the accident on everyone's fun. "I have informed the port to prepare for the departure at noon today, take a private yacht from the Duke's Palace to the Eastern Gnavador Islands, and the next morning we will be able to reach Ahti Island, the capital of the Eastern Gnavador Islands, and on the yacht, we can have a good time."

"Do you want to leave at noon?" Duchamp's eyes began to roll, and he was a little caught off guard, and he decided to sneak out for a moment to consult with the dealers.

Everyone's topic gradually turned to the itinerary, and Dieter introduced his yacht "Blue Sea and Blue Sky" with a spring breeze.

"The whole body is white, 105 sub-distance long, not counting the balance cabin and engine room at the bottom, there are 4 whole floors, which can provide many entertainment activities, the ship can carry forty crew members and twenty passengers, it is the most luxurious private cruise ship built by Ordis Shipyard, it has always been enjoyed by the elder brother, this time it is not easy to have a reason, this time in the future, this yacht is dedicated to us."

"Tsk, such a big ship can carry 20 passengers." Duchamp exclaimed.

"The luxury of the Kane family is truly worthy of its reputation!" The crowd chimed in.

"Please don't say that," said Dietrie, "some people have longer boats than ours, and it's stressful for me to say that. ā€

"If you only stay in your own home and do not share it with others, it is sin; If you generously take it out and share it with others, it is noble. Olivier shook his long blond hair, "Now that the ship is ready, why don't we get on board at once and begin our pleasant voyage at sea?" ā€

"Well, please wait a minute, because Mother has to have lunch with you, so I'll have to leave until after lunch." Dietrie said distressedly.

Last night, he had listened to a lot of chatter, and he had been listening to it drowsy.

Because martial law was imposed on the street, and Dietrie's mother had to wait for him at noon, everyone had to stay in the guest house and play cards.

Duchamp, who was concerned about the situation of Goethe and others, quietly went out again, met secretly with the dealers again, and discussed many things.

When he returned, he saw by the way that the waiters in the guest house seemed to be working harder one by one, carefully tidying up the already spotless hall.

At about 11 o'clock, the chief steward personally went to the recreation room to inform the people: "The Duchess has arrived, please come to the front to pay respects." ā€

To be called a duchess by the governor, then Dietrie is the son-in-law of the family. Duchamp thought to himself and followed everyone to the antechamber. A noblewoman, who was a little old, was already waiting there.

When the noble lady saw everyone walking in, a genuine smile appeared on her face, and she greeted: "I heard Dietrie say that he has always been good friends with you, and it is also a blessing for my family to invite everyone to Haicheng to play this time." ā€

On such occasions, Duchamp had always shrunk at the back, and he thought with a smile on his face: "Let Ogua, who is good at chatting with his grandmother." ā€

Everyone stood and greeted for a long time, and after entering the table, they exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and finally began to serve the food.

Today's dishes are more grand than the previous two days, but Duchamp has eaten several big meals here in a row, and now he just wants to eat something light and refreshing.

When Lear saw that Duchamp was eating well, he was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that this guy had finally become sophisticated.

At the end of the meal, the lady suddenly said: "It's not been a few days since Dietri came home, and I'm going to leave again, and I'm really reluctant to do this." You must take care of him, and bring him back. ā€

"Poof!" Duchamp couldn't hold back in the end.

Dietrie turned his head and glanced at him apprehantly.

The noblewoman did not pay attention to Duchamp's faux pas, and continued: "Dietri has always been wild, and if no one is to take care of him, something may go wrong. Fang, you are a year older than Dietrie, just like his brother, but you must take good care of him, and you must not accommodate him in everything. ā€

Fang Dayi said awe-inspiringly: "Madam, you can rest assured, I have never been a man who only talks about principles and does not talk about feelings." ā€

The lady continued: "Between the Eastern Gnavador Islands and the port of Ordis, although it takes two days by boat, and the season is fairly peaceful, there are occasional pirates. In the past ten years, although the efforts of my family have basically eliminated the pirates in the western seas, there are unforeseen circumstances, and who knows what will happen when I go out. If this happens, you have to remember that it is important to save your life, and my Kane family will definitely bring you all back safely. ā€

Hearing this, Dietrie interrupted the disappointing conversation with dissatisfaction: "All right, Mother, it's noon, and the captain has been waiting at the docks. ā€

Dietrie's mother nagged a few more words, and finally let the car pick them all up.

Duchamp was in a limousine behind him, and when he saw the noble lady watching the convoy depart, his expression suddenly became extremely sad, as if he was about to shed tears.

"What kind of rhythm is this, it doesn't look like we're going to travel, it's like we're going to die!" Duchamp couldn't help muttering in his heart.

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