President Marshall smiled: "You know, these unsuccessful people are ignorant and have inadvertently offended you, please forgive me." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info", after saying that, his eyes fell on Al's badge again, and he said with admiration: "The famous Iron Thorn Family, the badge is only made of black iron, who can believe it." When I was young, I traveled the trade routes of the West, and I had the privilege of seeing the Badge of Iron Thorns, and I also saw your father, Duke Ruhr Edward, who was unforgettable. ”

"True nobility is not determined by the material of the badge, but by the glory of the wearer," he said complimentally. A noble person like you, even if he wears a stubborn iron, everyone who sees it will take off his hat to greet him. Those with vulgar status, even if Zhuyu is around, will inevitably be snubbed and ridiculed. ”

Al shook his head with a smile, poked Muriel's fat face at his feet with a civilized stick, and said sarcastically, "You have an overreputation, and it's not a big deal to be called the Rough Iron Family." After all, we've always been ridiculed by them as vulgar pieces of iron. ”

The guild grinned awkwardly, not daring to say anything to the "they" in Al's mouth. I also felt helpless in my heart: what this kind of aristocratic children value most is family honor, even if it is touched a little, it will be like thunder, go online, and hold on. He glanced at Muriel, who was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and Bullock, who was trembling like a sieve on the side, groaned slightly, and made the final verdict: "Both of you have been expelled from the alliance, and you will have nothing to do with the alliance in the future." This Sodom auction house will no longer be open to you. ”

Hearing the president's words, Bullock didn't say a word, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot. As for Muriel, who was lying on the ground, he bounced straight off the ground like an inflated leather ball, and hugged Al on the thigh, looking at his agile appearance, like a hound's hound of the northern mountain people. It's a pity that he was pressed to the ground by several guards halfway, and he cried while struggling: "Young Master Al, just have mercy on me, I've worked hard for half my life, and there are still so many people in the family, I can't fall ......", followed by a few heart-rending pleas, but Al didn't hear clearly, because he was now busy dealing with the president's hospitality.

The president introduced the two young men to him: "This is the current president of the White Rose Company, Mr. Sauron Walkerworth. A real young and promising business genius. The White Rose Firm, which originated in the North, has recently expanded its business to the City of Radiance, and has developed rapidly and has a great future, in which Mr. Sauron has contributed to his strategic planning. An old guy like me can only avoid the edge for a while, and I'm ashamed of myself. The blonde-haired and blue-eyed Governor Sauron bowed and saluted, looking very humble.

This one is Mr. Quinn Rodriguez, the young proprietor of the Rodriguez comptoir in the East. Rodriguez Comptoir is one of the most famous and longest-established comptoirs in the East, with a strong reputation and strong capital. The current owner, Mr. Statham Rodriguez, is the president of the Eastside Chamber of Commerce and a prominent figure in our business community. The tiger father has no dogs, and Mr. Quinn is also quite a father. The other trench-coat boy just nodded stiffly, a little rude and a little indifferent.

As for the two Mr. Bullock and Mr. Muriel, the president did not even look at it again, just like the passing clouds and ants, and never took it to heart again. Al could also see from the sidelines that the old gentleman looked suave, polite, and scholarly, but in fact he was an out-and-out businessman. Those who are useful to him are treated as guests, shushing the cold and asking for warmth, and taking care of everything. Those who are useless to him are discarded as if they were not to be disdained again. The pursuit of profit is completely integrated into his blood and engraved in his soul. is an out-and-out egoist.

The president led Al and the two young men towards the VIP seats, and along the way, the people nodded as if they had been bent by the wind, and the ridicule on their faces turned into flattering smiles. As for the two who are still lying on the ground, who cares?

People are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold, nothing more than this.

Muriel was lying on the cold ground, his face was blue and his eyes were swollen, and the guards just now saw that he was losing power, and they did not show mercy. Suddenly, he heard a "pop" sound next to him, and when he turned his head, it turned out that it was Bullock who was slapping his mouth in despair, and his face was red and swollen on both sides. The bright red palm prints seemed to be oozing blood, but he didn't seem to feel it, muttering to himself as he hit.

"I'm so stupid, I'm the number one fucking fool in the world. Originally, the true god was in front of me, and I just had to hug that thigh, but I was fucking stupid, not only did I not hold it, but I spat at it twice, calling you cheap, calling you ......cheap, calling you cheap", he just kept whipping himself, and the whole person became crazy.

Muriel looked into the distance again, and no one looked back again. Everyone surrounded the young master El, laughing and talking all the way forward, everyone tacitly forgot what they said and laughed at at the beginning of the matter, just picking up nice words and flattering constantly, and there was constant laughter in the air, and they were happy. It wasn't until we were far away that peace returned.

Muriel was stunned for a moment, then laughed stupidly. "It's all the same, it's all the same fucking. I'm like this now, and you're fucking going to be like that someday. He laughed so forgetfully that he choked on saliva and coughed, but he still laughed non-stop, as if he wanted to laugh his whole heart and lungs.

So, in this drunken and usually lively hall, there was only one madman who kept pumping his mouth, a demented man who laughed and whispered incessantly, lying under this gorgeous golden light, on the scarlet all over the ground.

Half a lifetime of brothers and friends, half a lifetime of rivals, but in the end ended up with the same tragic ending. Fate always likes to write such an ending, half bleak, half absurd.

......

"Bullock, in the future, we will make the most money, eat the best food, and sleep with the most beautiful women, Lao Tzu has figured it out, in this world, money is everything. ”

"Muriel, can you still hold on? I really can't hold on, old Griffin, this miser, we have worked so hard to pull so many goods for him, but only give so much, I think we will be exhausted to death by him one day. ”

"Bullock, I've found a good way to make money, look at how much money we've saved? ”

"Bullock, you're crazy. Why are you so good to eat these untouchables, so many mouths, sooner or later you will be eaten. ”

"But, I've had a lot of deaths in this time. ”

"Phew, what kind of people are they, you just treat them as cats and dogs, when they are shiny gold coins, don't treat them as people. ”

"Muriel, I beg you, I just can't turn around for a while. You don't even have to pay for it, as long as you come forward to vouch for me once. ”

"Okay, well, just when I'm blind and blind to recognize such a brother in vain. In the future, you take your Yangguan Road, I will break my single-plank bridge, and we will never know each other as strangers. Don't worry, even if I end up poor enough to ask for food, I won't come to your door. ”

"Bullock, you wolf-hearted thing, even counted on your uncle, I'm up. Don't let me see you from now on, I will see you once, and I will destroy you once. ”

......

"What's your name?"

"Bullock Svein, what about you?"

"Remember, my name is Muriel Duke. ”

"You're as old as me, why do you want me to call you uncle. ”

"Nonsense, you were born in August, I was born in June, exactly two months older than you. Of course I'm your uncle. ”

"I heard that this ritual is called the Blood Alliance, and it works very well. ”

"Do you really want to bleed?

"Come on, let's bleed, dry this bowl of blood wine, and you will be brothers for life in the future. ”

"There are blessings to share, and there are difficulties to share. Brotherhood, never abandoned. ”