"Lord Arnault to !!"

With the waiter's long tail note, the door of the VIP room opened, and a middle-aged man with white wool curly hair, who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a black tuxedo and holding a delicate cane, walked slowly into the room, and when he saw the guests other than him, a trace of disdain and resentment flashed in his brown eyes, but good aristocratic etiquette still supported him to suppress the anger in his heart and did not turn away. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The whole city of Bordeaux knows that this Lord Arnault is the nephew of the city lord, in the city of Bordeaux five years ago, since then settled here, his reputation is not too good, just think that most of the nobles of the era are like this, the oppression of civilians as their own noble symbol, occasionally when the mood comes, will do some bastard things to rob the people's daughters, for this this swinger has not been reprimanded by the city lord, but in fact, there are still a small number of people who know why the city lord who has always been stingy would generously allow a distant relative who spends money like water to be so arrogant, of course, there are deeper reasons, but we still make a long story short。

Arnaud is actually the illegitimate son of the city lord, he did not settle in Bordeaux five years ago, in fact, he has lived here since he was a child, but he chose to go public five years ago, frankly speaking, this lord is actually a very scheming person, of course, he also has those problems of the nobles, but he is indeed much smarter than most nobles of this era, which can be seen from his choice to join the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce as a shareholder.

Although at the beginning, he only regarded this joining as an ordinary investment, and there were many similar investments in other cities, but after the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce obtained the unique recipe for healing potions and other potions from secret sources, this business group that could only be regarded as a large chamber of commerce quickly became a regional giant enterprise, and at this time, Lord Arnault really focused most of his energy on the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce.

He has always sought to become a member of the Senate of the Chamber of Commerce, because then he will have the opportunity to master the deepest secrets of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, and further, he also wants to replace Vince Bordeaux as the leader of the Chamber of Commerce, and he firmly believes that under the leadership of his own wisdom, the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce, no, no, no, it should be the Arnault Chamber of Commerce will definitely soar to the sky.

We will not discuss the wisdom of Mr. Arnault, nor mention his lofty ideals, in short, this beautiful dream has been gloomy because of the presence of Florfo Pars Bordeaux, originally he just regarded Pars as a stupid child, but since five years ago, the cowardly little fat man has progressed at an astonishing rate, and soon reached the point where Lord Arno had to face it, and then the idea of getting rid of Pars appeared as it should, so at an unexpected moment, Arno's servant appeared in Sam City with the news of Pars, and everything that followed happened logically。

But Lord Lord never expected that the lucky boy would really escape from the hands of the Council of the Nine Towers alive, and with the support of his father, he controlled all the management of the gold-encrusted roses, which almost made Lord Arno crazy with jealousy, where is a hotel, it is simply a chicken that lays golden eggs!

However, the nobles may be a little less intelligent, but when it comes to viciousness, they are far more than these merchants, and the furious Lord Arnault simply transferred all his men from other cities and forces to Bordeaux City, attacked the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce everywhere in the name of underground gangs, and then co-opted a group of small shareholders in the regular meetings of the Chamber of Commerce, forcibly diverted the attention of the Chamber of Commerce to the market development in the south and north, and he himself took advantage of this opportunity to become the director of Bordeaux City and its surrounding areas.

He just wants to show all the shareholders how incompetent Pars is, and he wants to use Pars's incompetence to force Vince Bordeaux to give him more authority, make more concessions, and then wait until this kid has no use value, kill him, to prevent future trouble, and then take over everything in his hands, such as gold-encrusted roses, such as the little high-level man named Wendy.

Things were going very smoothly until he received an invitation, Lao Cai's invitation, this is a guy he absolutely dare not ignore, he once single-handedly wiped out the underground forces in the entire Bordeaux City, that time was a rare peaceful day for the civilians, but for Lord Arnaud, who was deeply involved with the underground forces, it was simply miserable, but even so, he still came, because he felt that the power in his hand was enough to coerce Lao Cai to fall to his side, after all, there were more than five hundred people, even if one person and one knife, that kind of formation was enough to make a guy who mixed with the underworld bow his head, isn't it？

Thinking of this, Lord Arnault proudly looked around the whole table, those people, those who looked sanctimonious, he knew them, they were just some small gangs that did not enter the stream, and after tonight, all this had to bow to himself!

Then at the moment when he sat down, at the ring table, Lao Cai, who was just opposite the Lord, spoke, and at this moment, all the sounds of conversation, all the singing and dancing disappeared, and only Lao Cai's deep voice was left in the whole room.

"I didn't think you would come, Lord Arnault. ”

"A true aristocrat does not refuse any challenge. ”

Arno raised his wine glass, pretended to pile up the old dishes and nodded, the empty form immediately reminded the old vegetables of the villains in his memory who thought they were in control of the situation, and the more he thought about it, the more funny he felt, and then he really laughed, the laughter became louder and louder, more and more rampant, making Arno's face turn iron.

Eleven's head was on one side, he supported his body with his cane, and then looked at everyone around him and Lord Arno on the other side, whose eyes were full of anger, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that he was in a state of interest, when had his rank dropped to the point where he needed to pretend to be with these things?

So he simply raised his glass and shouted:

"Alright, guys, let's put an end to the pretending game!

The next moment, the door of the VIP room opened again, and more than thirty tall mercenaries in black clothes and black armor walked in in groups of two, carrying broken sacks that were still struggling, and then lined up on the side of the dining table, they quickly untied the ropes on those sacks, and forced those guys with bloody faces to kneel on the ground, seeing this scene, the nine big guys who came earlier were shocked, and one even fell directly from the stool to the ground, but none of them laughed at him, because the others also stood up tremblingly, they didn't think that in this case, they were still qualified to sit with Lao Cai。

And Elavian shouted dissatisfiedly at this time,

"Why are there only ten people? What about the others? Did they get them to run?"

"No, no, no!"

A rough voice came from the doorway, and everyone turned their heads, and saw a gray-haired old man, a barbarian with a black blindfold on his face and a red war tattoo on his body, and two cold-faced, but unusually good-looking half-elf women walked into the room, except for the barbarian, they were all dressed in very formal dresses and long skirts, as if they were going to a grand ceremony, and the barbarian scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly at Eleven, revealing snow-white teeth like knives,

"I killed too easily, and I forgot your order, I'm sorry, old man!"

"Okay, let's not take it as an example!"

Elevenn beckoned to them, motioned for them to stand behind him, and then ignored the faces of the others present, walked to the side of the first guy who knelt on the ground with some difficulty with a cane, reached out and took out a piece of paper from his arms, and then took the revolver full of metal cartridges handed over by Pars behind him, then cleared his throat, patted the guy's face with his cane, and asked gently,

"Seven days ago, your little brother slashed two fellows of the Bordeaux Chamber of Commerce in Lawles' watch shop, and also wounded the watch master, Mr. Lawles, damn it, do you know how much I like Mr. Lawles' handmade watches? You idiot has cost me the opportunity to buy this month's latest watch!"

"Bang!"

The muffled sound of gunfire and the pungent smell of gunpowder suddenly filled the room, followed by a disgusting smell of blood, the large-caliber bullet directly pierced the hard skull of the unlucky guy, and then exploded in his brain, and the splattered brains were even stained with the gorgeous dining table and the clothes of several people, but no one dared to reach out to wipe it, the first time I saw the appearance of a person's head bursting was indeed very impactful, but what was more frightening was the attitude of the old man, he killed someone, but it was no different from killing a chicken, but he didn't look at the unlucky ghost, and walked to the next person tremblingly with a caneThe indifference and indifference undoubtedly reminded everyone present of how he had bulldozed the infamous "Black Corner" overnight, and the terrible situation that remained there when they went back to see it the next day.

"Well, you're next!"

Eleven looked at the note in his hand again, and then said slowly,

"Just last night, you led your thugs into the Pig and Whistle tavern? You killed Old Hans by mistake in a scuffle, bastard, do you know how fragrant Old Hans's crispy barbecue is? Do you know how much I like that dish? On a hot summer day, let Old Hans make me a barbecue, and then pair it with a cold beer, and tsk, that feeling, it's like heaven!"

Elevenn nervously brandished his pistol, repeatedly describing how good the old Hans's barbecue was, that he was a madman, and finally, after five minutes of gibberish, Elevenn shot the fat man who was already paralyzed on the ground, and another brain and blood splattered.

Followed by the third, he was blown off his head for killing Lao Cai's favorite tailor, but when he walked up to the fourth person, Lao Cai read the note in his hand several times, and then said regretfully,

"You and your men really didn't do anything that made me angry, you really did!"

At this time, even Pars, who was behind Elivan, thought that this guy would be the first lucky one to survive, but Lao Cai shot him directly in the head, and everyone in the audience was stunned again, but Lao Cai just put the barrel in front of his mouth and blew,

"It's a pity that I hate the way you look, how unruly, how angry, it's so disgusting. ”

But Elivan quickly seemed to lose interest in the execution, and after ending the life of the fourth unlucky man, he threw his pistol at Pars behind him, and then asked him in a low voice with a strange smile,

"Do you want to be the emperor of Bordeaux and the whole world in the middle of the continent? Do you want to be part of this crazy gathering where only the victors can enjoy all the madness? Pars, I know you're an aspiring man, do you really want to be a guardian knight in the Church of Wauking for the rest of your life? Come on, that kind of life is not for you!"

Pars was still in the shock of those naked deaths just now, although he also took a life with his own hands in Sam City, but after all, it was just for self-preservation, and now, he felt that the Elevenn in front of him made him a little strange, he just killed four people for personal preference, and even if he thought with his ass, those gangsters who did something wrong would definitely not end well, this kind of desecration of life made Pars a little frightened, but following Eleven, he could clearly see the fear of those mercenaries and those bigwigs for Eleven, and the slightest twisted worship, the feeling of controlling the life and death of others, which gave Pars a hint of fantasy about the world he had never wanted to enter before, so he swallowed his saliva and asked,

"I... Can I really?"

"Of course, you're my brother! I can do it, there's no reason why you can't!"

With a smile on his face, Elivin took out a magazine full of magazines from his pocket and stuffed it into Pars's hand, then patted him on the shoulder,

"Aim at the point, but it doesn't matter if you don't blow up with one hit, work hard, it's just a head!"

So the next six people were shot in the head by Pars in humiliation, self-blame, remorse and fear, Eleven, who was sitting on the chairman, saw very clearly, the kid was still terrified when he fired the first shot, and even his breathing was a lot heavier, the second shot was directly crooked, and even caused a burst of laughter from the outlaws behind him, but from the third shot, Pars quickly entered the state, his pale face became ruddy, his stiff movements became smooth, and his heavy breathing became heavier, don't get me wrong, this is because this kid became excited。

Yes, excited! Pars had never felt that it would be such a pleasure to take someone's life, especially when he realized that these people were deliberately arranged to hand out a dagger from the darkness to kill him at a certain time when he was lax, and that timidity was quickly replaced by a fury of revenge, until the last shot, he even had a hint of unfinished business, he inadvertently took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the non-existent dust in his hand with a little disgust and a trace of blood accidentally spilled, and then naturally threw the handkerchief on the corpse of the unlucky man, with a triumphant smile, walked back behind Elivan, who had been looking at him.

"Well done, Pars!"

"Of course, I can't disgrace you, can I?"

Hearing Pars's confident answer, Elivan's face quickly appeared with a strange smile, and he sat down in his seat, and pointed with his cane to Lord Arno, who was already paralyzed and sitting opposite him,

"Now, then, get rid of this black hand behind everything, I need you to do it yourself, Pars!"

Pars, whose name was called, froze in place, of course he knew that Lord Arno was the black hand behind everything, which he had found out in half an hour after Elivan left his office, but he really didn't expect that Elivan would be so bold that he would dare to publicly execute a nobleman, even the lowest-ranking lord, in front of so many people.

However, this kind of rebellious behavior in this world also aroused the rebellious heart in the young man's heart, why can this guy calculate himself at will, and he can't take revenge on him? Didn't Eleven say it before? All men are born equal! The so-called nobility and lowliness only lie in deeds, and have nothing to do with blood!

That's right, Elivan was right!

At this moment, Pars's heart burned like a flame, and his eyes at Arno became more and more hot, which made the Lord even more panicked, he forcibly stood up, pulled out a decorative thin sword from his cane, and tried to rush out of the siege of more than six big men, but was soon smashed in the back by Pars, who caught up from behind, and the white mist that flew out like a snake directly wrapped around Arno's body a few times, freezing the Lord's limbs and body together, Pars lifted him up easily, and then realized the problem, he asked a little embarrassed,

"Uh... What should I do?"

"Do it!"

Elavin beckoned to Wendy, who had been standing on the second floor of the room, who quickly pressed a button on the hidden countertop, and then there was a roar of gears, and the decorative fish tanks around the room were slowly pushed out of the grooves in the wall, revealing a half-man-wide gap, and suddenly a fishy smell of seawater poured into the room.

"Throw him in, Pars!"

At that time, when Pars, who originally thought it would be easy, really stood in front of the fish tank of Depp's shark, which was only a line away from him, he knew that there was really something more terrible in this world than killing a person, looking at those small sharks that became a little crazy because of the smell of blood, Pars swallowed his saliva, this was really simple, just need him to raise his arm, but he felt that this moment was so difficult, looking at the pitiful appearance of Lord Arnault begging for mercy in his hand, he even wanted to just put him down, and then run away。

Killing a person and madly torturing a person requires really different guts, leaving aside the factor of hatred, the former only needs a moment of blood courage to do, but the latter needs to bear terrible psychological pressure at all times, so those perverted murderers often either have mental problems or have a deep understanding of the psychological aspect, you must admit that ordinary people can't do this business, and those who can make some achievements in this line will definitely not be ordinary people.

"Throw him down! Pars, didn't you just say you wanted to be the emperor of the underworld, didn't you want to live happily without being constrained by anyone?"

Elivan's taunting voice rang out at this time, and the outlaws behind him began to point at Pars's trembling figure,

"Don't you want to be the leader and shepherd of these villains?

Lao Cai's voice became louder and louder, and Pars's hand trembled more and more frequently, and it could be seen that this young man who had lived in a good environment since he was a child was about to collapse, and at this moment, Elivan's voice became soft,

"Do you remember what I said five years ago when I taught you how to deal with the classmates who bullied you together?"

Pars's trembling suddenly stopped, and his hoarse voice rang out at this time,

"If you want to defeat a demon, you have to become a demon first!"

"Ah!!h

With a roar from the young man after a long silence, Lord Arnault, whose mouth was sealed by the white mist, fell into the fish tank, and the three Depp sharks, who had been hungry for a day, quickly swam towards the food, and then opened a huge mouth full of files like teeth in the Lord's desperate gaze.

"Open your eyes and see it all, Lorfo Pars Bordeaux, and always remember that today you yourself chose to enter this dark game, so if you fail in this game, that's your end!"

Elevenn left the house with a cruel word, and left the house alone with a cane, and the four of the Black Prison followed him with a relaxed expression, this little scene was just an appetizer for them, these blood-stained scoundrels and madmen were not something that Pars could deal with now, so Elevenn had to hold them firmly in his hands.

Wendy, who was standing on the second floor, glanced at Pars, whose eyes were wide open but with tears streaming down her eyes, with a little pity, sighed helplessly, and then turned to leave, of course she understood why Elivan was so ruthless to Pars, who had always loved him today, the two of them were going to leave Bordeaux City soon, if Pars was still as innocent as before, then he would definitely be killed as soon as possible in the next storm, after all, Pars, who had been living under the protection of Elivan's wings for the past five years, was just a child.

The hungry Depp shark nibbles at the food very quickly, so this blood feast ended in less than five minutes, Lord Arnault, who had been in Bordeaux City, was left with only a skull floating helplessly in the fish tank, and Pars, who had wiped away his tears, returned to the table with a twisted smile, took a deep breath, and sat firmly in Elivin's place, at this time the mercenary behind him respectfully handed him a note, Pars looked at it, and then tore it apart casually, the greenness on the young man's face magically disappeared after those five minutes, and turned to a temperament very similar to that of the old food。

"The man I called by name stood behind me!"

Pars's hoarse voice sounded in the silent room, and the nine natives of Bordeaux had long been frightened by what they had experienced today, and they did not dare to resist at all.

"Varich, North, Polka!"

The three big guys who were called by name stood behind Pars tremblingly, and the young man also stood up at the same time, hugged the three of them one by one, and then opened his arms,

"Congratulations, you have become the first members of the Bordeaux Brotherhood, and from now on we will work for a higher goal, forget all this unpleasantness, go back and sleep well, and come back tomorrow, I will generously give you the reward you deserve!"

Pars patted the chest of several people with a smile, and the three lucky guys who had been allowed to get permission almost ran away, they didn't want to stay in this hell for even a second!

The remaining six sat in their seats at a loss, and a big smile appeared on Pars's face, and he shrugged his shoulders,

"The rest of you are undoubtedly excellent, and I wish you could be my companions too, but here's a small problem!"

As he spoke, he leaned down, like a tiger cub that had just begun hunting looking at his prey, grinned, and said softly,

"The Bordeaux Brotherhood is young, but young is energetic, our future is bright, and the organization will be fleshed out quickly, but as you can see, now we have four members, so I only need three more!"

After saying that, the young man picked up a table knife from the table that had just been collected by the mercenary, threw it towards the center of the six people, and then turned and left the room, but before he walked out of the door, he turned around and smiled at the six people who were looking at each other,

"Work hard for your future, gentlemen!"

In the moment before the door was closed, the sound of frantic fighting, roaring and scolding suddenly sounded, and a strange smile appeared on the cold face of Pars, who was standing at the door, but it quickly relented, and his beautiful secretary, who had gone on vacation, appeared behind him again for some reason, and whispered,

"Young Master, Mr. Elivan just..."

"Smack!"

Pars turned around and threw a hard slap to the beautiful secretary he originally regarded as a treasure, and threw her directly to the ground, and then the angry teenager grabbed her by the collar and lifted her in front of him, and said viciously,

"Don't mention that name in front of me, you know?"

The beaten beauty nodded stunned, Pars's distorted face suddenly became gentle, and he kissed the secretary's ear gently,

"That's good!"

After saying that, he let go of his hand, and let the beautiful woman fall to the ground again, while Pars turned and walked towards the elevator, and in the course of these steps, his steps became more and more firm, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the friendly and gentle temperament that he had always maintained became heroic and crazy, and he opened his arms to meet the empty elevator that had just opened, and announced loudly and proudly,

"The era of old dishes is over! Then is my age! The age of the black hand, the era of the black hand!"