"The wolf wasn't killed by John Condon!"

Andrew's words instantly attracted everyone's attention, some were surprised, dazed, and some looked at it with incredulity, Mr. Butler is not a servant of the Condon family! How could he debunk the eldest young master on such an occasion,

What is this, Gong Dou Drama?

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The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes roamed back and forth between the eldest young master and the housekeeper, and there was a trace of excitement in their eyes, no matter what era it was, all kinds of bloody dramas in the rich family have always been the things that civilians are most interested in.

As time passed, and before I knew it, the atmosphere gradually changed, and a strange, curious gossip gradually spread in the air.

Everyone is waiting for John to open his mouth and how to refute the butler's accusations, but John, who has seen countless network structures in the 21st century, knows very well that at this time, the last thing he should say is him, once he speaks, no matter what he says, whether he is arguing or not, this well-prepared heroic feast will immediately turn into a boring aristocratic palace fighting drama.

Things can't go this way, he needs someone else to carry this pot.

John looked up and searched the crowd, and when he saw Renault, he bowed slightly, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, and in an instant, the pair of young people who had grown up with everything seemed to understand the meaning in each other's eyes.

Are you looking for help?

A stream of blood rushed straight to his head, and Renault, whose eyes were bloodshot, gritted his teeth, rushed out of the crowd desperately, and asked loudly,

"Mr. Andrew, you don't like the eldest young master, it's okay!

This is your private matter, I don't have anything to say, but if you want to slander the reputation of the eldest young master because you don't like it and make him lose his trust in the public, then you will be too much of a failure. ”

The hidden information was leaked out, and until a key person in the scene, unconsciously, the surrounding atmosphere changed again, and people looked at each other, and there was inevitably a hint of loneliness in their eyes.

Andrew Steward is biased towards Young Master Black, this is something that many people know, and now is a critical period for the two young masters to compete for the inheritance of the manor, if he really wants to take this opportunity to frame, it may not be impossible.

Since ancient times, people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is even more difficult to prevent,

Andrew thought of the first step, the second step, and even the third step, but he didn't expect this young man to appear out of nowhere, and his appearance completely disrupted the established plan.

Damn bastards!

Andrew's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked in a low voice,

"Who are you?"

"Doyle Renault, you can call me Renault."

Andrew frowned, recalled a little, and said uncertainly, "You are the country young man who made a girl's belly bigger at the age of sixteen, and was finally forced to marry the other party?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a whispering chuckle suddenly came from the crowd, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in Renault's eyes, and his fists couldn't help clenching,

This matter has almost become a pain point in his life, every time he is mentioned, he has a kind of anger and murderous thoughts, but now it is different from the past, he knows that no matter what the other party says, what he must do at this time is to calm down.

"Yes!"

Renault bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant, and after the laughter around him disappeared, he continued,

"Mr. Steward said that the giant wolf was not killed by the eldest young master, but if there is any evidence, if not, it is slander out of thin air, according to the law of Mississippi, slandering others in public is punishable by imprisonment."

"Evidence?"

Andrew snorted heavily, and said with a gloomy face,

"Young man, have you ever killed a sheep?"

"Killed!"

Renaud simply answered and stopped talking, his father taught him that in the face of the old and sophisticated people, he would not speak less, and only in this way would he not be exploited by the other party.

"It's good to kill it."

Andrew glanced at him, turned around and walked over to the giant wolf's corpse, pointed to the wound on his neck and said,

"The surface of the wound is smooth and neat, the muscle meridians are fully displayed, and there is not even bone residue left, this kind of incision can only appear with a single decapitation, and it is not enough to cut more,

Hehe! Cutting off the head of such a huge wolf with a single sword, since you have killed sheep, then tell me how much strength it takes to do this. ”

Renault's face froze instantly, looking at the smooth and neat wound, his eyes even unconsciously showed a look of loneliness,

He had worked as a butcher for two years before, and from his experience in killing sheep and cattle, he could naturally deduce that in order to make such a huge and smooth incision, the strength of the wrist of the person wielding the knife was at least twice that of an ordinary person, but John, who was thin and weak, obviously did not meet this condition.

Could it be that the giant wolf was really not killed by the eldest young master?

Thinking for a while, Renault, who lost his direction, gradually became overwhelmed, he was just a peasant young man who grew up in the countryside, and he could be enthusiastic and stick a knife in his ribs for his friends, but it was really difficult for him to deal with these extraordinary things.

Fortunately, at this time, John, who felt almost the same, stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile,

"Alright, old friend, you've done enough, leave it to me!"

"John, that ......"

Renault stopped after saying half a sentence, not knowing whether to say the rest of the words,

"Don't worry, it's okay, am I like the kind of person who digs my own grave?"

John winked mischievously, strolled over to Andrew, and said,

"Can I answer that question for him?"

"Of course!"

Andrew nodded indifferently, no matter what he did now, it was too late, and in the face of such obvious evidence, any quibbles and remedial measures would pale in comparison.

John hooked the corners of his mouth, smiled silently, and then turned to face the countless suspicious faces, he opened his mouth slightly, and said in a low and hoarse tone,

"The butler is right, the giant wolf was indeed beheaded with a knife."

As soon as these words came out, people's expressions suddenly changed, and there were bursts of disdainful laughter from the crowd, as if mocking the most boring thing in the world.

John's expression remained unchanged and continued,

"Moreover, judging by the physical fitness of the giant wolf and the smoothness of the incision, the arm strength of the knife-wielding person is at least three times that of ordinary people, and maybe even higher!"

Hehe!

A strange laugh came from behind him, and Andrew looked at John sarcastically and said with a smile,

"Young Master, is this self-examination? Or are you going to prove to everyone who is doing it that your emaciated body really hides a terrifying power that is more than three times more than ordinary people? ”

"Of course...... Neither! John smiled and said,

"Oh! Then I'm curious, if you're not ready to prove your terrible strength, then it means that this knife is not left by you, this knife is not left by you, then,

This wolf... Nature... You didn't kill it. ”

Andrew said quietly, his dark blue eyes staring at John, and he spoke faster and faster, until at the end, he suddenly yelled,

"John Condon, this giant wolf has nothing to do with you at all, and you want to occupy this glory, you hypocritical villain, a fame seeker, how can the Condon family produce a scum like you, how can Mr. Condon have a son like you,

You are simply a disgrace to this estate. ”

The deafening sound spread far away with a powerful force, and for a moment even people outside the pasture knew what was going on here.

The eyes of the people around him who looked at John completely changed color, and if there was a trace of suspicion just now, all that was left now was sarcasm and resentment,

Dirty clown, shameless name thief, I didn't expect the dignified young master Conton to be such a villain, it's really disappointing.

On the roof of a warehouse in the pasture, when Andrew's voice came, Mars couldn't help but raise his head, staring at John, who was still unchanged in the midst of thousands of accusations, and muttered,

"What the hell is this kid doing, won't he really plant it!"