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Before being startled by the loud bang outside the door, Don Freery was looking at the delicate, artistic lines of the ceiling overhead. He found that he had never noticed how beautiful those neat and regular lines were, and the simple and neat silent rhythm was inexplicably comfortable, more artistic than the stone lion carved from black crystal in the doorway.

Yes...... No, no, if you want to talk about the beauty of art, then of course the stone lion is a little more beautiful, it is a treasure that he secretly auctioned from the secret auction hosted by the Ceres guys, quite rare and cherished - he originally thought so, until he treasured it as a treasure for a long time, and then he found out that this thing was actually just a large stone that had been hewn into the shape of a lion, which could not bark or jump, and it was not easy for a dog to hold it in the gate. However, as the saying goes, even waste has a waste usage, and he quickly thought of what to do with the inferior toys that he had no interest in, that is, to move here, move to the door and be a janitor lion who can't bark or jump as a dog.

Of course this is a joke. If he really planned to do so, then he arranged the position for it in the opposite direction, it should be outside and not inside. The wide-hearted and fat-bodied Donfly, the sharp-minded Donfly, the leaping Donfly—how could he not know the true value of such a valuable work of art? There's no use for anything other than putting it there for people to see, so it would be nice to just move it out of the library and show it to more people.

To sum up, in order to show off, he moved the stone lion into his office. That's it.

It is worth mentioning that he just bought a zoo a few days before he did this, and the most of them are lions.

The sound outside the door was so loud that it was as if someone had violently opened the high-end double doors in the hall outside his office and then slammed them slammed back. Donfrie was in the wrong position—he was leaning back in his chair, using only his back two legs to support the ground, and he was lying on the ground with a swaying motion—and he almost fell to the ground with his chair.

It's just too bad. Anger welled up in Donfrie's heart, on his sturdy round face, and he felt a little doubt. The voice just now sounded to him as if someone had violently opened one of the solid wooden doors of the reception waiting room outside his office, and then slammed it back again. But this is impossible, who would dare to do such a thing here—in the central clubhouse of his family's territory, in the authority of his territory? Even the two of the Dark Heaven or the Golden Galleon came in person...... If he came in person, he would have heard a letter or something in advance, right?

Wrong. Don Frie suddenly thought. It didn't seem right, as if he was wrong, as if there was someone who dared to do such a thing to him, and the guards would not react to it in the slightest, and at the same time would not notify him in advance.

It's bad – it's just worse. If it's really her, then it's not surprising. At the same time, in other words, it is ......

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his thoughts, Donfly's strong, fat flesh shook again, and the door to his office was kicked open—high heels, black filaments—and before he could take a second look, a pretty face that was mature, delicate, sharp-eyed, serious and gloomy came into his eyes.

Just by making eye contact with the familiar eyes, Donfly's mouth moved unnaturally, and then he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the waiting room outside. He guessed wrong, his high-end solid wood double door was not violently opened and then slammed shut, it was the same as his own office door, it was kicked open, and it still retained that distorted figure, and the deadbolt was partially broken.

Of course, the deadbolt in my office is broken now.

“…… I think we've talked about this before. With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Donfrie struggled with all his might to keep his expression from stiffening, although some of his facial muscles twitched slightly, "You can use it...... Well, open them a little gentlerly. I'm sure they have a way of being opened up more gently, as they were designed with that in mind. I mean, I wasn't there, but I should be sure. ”

“……”

The woman's eyes looked at Donfly, but she didn't speak immediately, she didn't look away, and she didn't move. In fact, she is a woman...... Judging by the dress, because just looking at the face, this is actually a rare neutral individual who is extremely difficult to distinguish between male and female, and there is no problem with changing clothes to say that she is a handsome beautiful man, and she doesn't even need to change her hairstyle, because her hair is also a very neutral short hedgehog head - and it is dyed slightly red.

If you walk on the street, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is a big-name model of a certain interstellar fashion company, the external image is secondary, and the most important thing is her temperament. Her uninhibited and uninhibited hard aura, like a thorn in the hollow, makes her stand out from the crowd at any time and place, and she is extremely eye-catching.

Stared at by the indigo blue eyes that didn't fluctuate, Donfried writhed as if he had been stabbed by some thorn.

“…… Do you feel sorry for this? After a long time, the woman finally spoke, her voice strangely soft and hard, equally neutral for both men and women, "Don't tell me that, I never remember you ever cared about such inconsequential things. You are indifferent to all low-value existences. ”

"I'm not...... I...... Of course I don't mean to be distressed or anything, it's just that the ......" Don Free's hands were all used, but he looked aggrieved, and his words couldn't be clear, "If you can come in normally - of course you can come in normally, right- then you don't have to break them, after all, they are here for a reason, and now that they are not yet compulsory retirement, you forced them to retire, which is very immoral." ”

"It's faster to come in this way."

The woman no longer seemed to want to continue the discussion with Don Free. She walked over to the side as if she were back in her own house, pulled up a chair, and threw the satchel on her shoulder to the counter, sitting across from the large desk across from Donfly.

Her position at this time was exactly where Carl had been sitting, but it was a little different from that time, now the two sides were more nervous and obviously the one sitting in the main seat, and the guest who had just arrived was like a spider goddess who dominated life, holding her shoulders and sitting upright, with her waist straight, and her eyes looking down at Tangfri.

"Tell me what's going on." She said without emotion.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean." The woman's eyes did not blink, her gaze remained motionless, "Three months—I have only been gone for less than three months, and when I come back, I find that you have made a mess of smoke and miasma for Bablore." I should admire it, and the last sentence really deserves to be my incredible good brother? ”

"Hey—hey!" Donfried raised his hands, lowered his chin at the woman seriously, and looked at the woman with his eyes, "I don't have a choice, okay?" I can't do nothing, Frankie's old guy is dead, his milky little girl is on top, this is an opportunity we can't afford to miss, we have to do something. ”

"And now that's what you've achieved?" The woman's voice remained unchanged, "Pull the entire underworld of Barblair into a cold war with the Dark Heavens?" ”

"......" Tangfrey closed his mouth, then nodded helplessly, "I admit, I did have some errors in judgment. I didn't expect ......"

"What didn't you expect?" The woman interrupted Don Freery in a cold voice, "Didn't expect Frankie to think in advance before he died, that after his own death, someone would definitely be you, most likely of them, to take advantage of the change of power in his family to jump out and do something?" Didn't he expect that he would definitely work out a plan to deal with it with his girl and the family executives who he absolutely trusted? I didn't expect that little girl who seemed to you to be milky and not dried up might not have known how much preparation she had made for the day that would eventually come? ”

“……”

"Didn't you think that you were leading the family to run headlong into the muzzle of the gun that someone had prepared for a long time?!"

"Enough. Don Saran, watch your mouth! Perhaps it was because the woman's words were so harsh that Donfrie felt intolerably offended, and slammed his fist on the desk with his eyes, smashing the entire desktop, "Don't forget, you're talking to the head of the family, don't get too carried away!" ”

Don Salan didn't answer right away. She met Donfly's angry eyes, and after a moment, she sat up straight, her gaze bowing slightly.

"I'm sorry, I was rude. I apologize to you, Chief. ”

“……”

"Then," Don Salan raised his head again, his face unchanged, "I suggest to you that the war against the Dark Paradise be stopped at once. ”

“…… Armistice? Donfrey didn't look surprised, as if he had expected his sister to say this, but he just smiled and shook his head, "It's a little too late, my dear sister." ”

"What do you mean?" Don Salan's eyes moved, and he immediately heard that something was wrong.

"That little girl in Dark Heaven," said Donfrie, looking out the window, "Safatina—she said she would end the war in a very short time." I think she was right. ”

“……”

"I think it's time for this war to come to an end."