Chapter 37 Enemies

Mo Long suppressed his mixed thoughts, closed the book in his hand, he raised his head, the light in the library was slightly dim, the medieval library in the Western European style could not be called a bright hall, and the rows of bookshelves full of books were neatly arranged in Mo Long's eyes, but there were not many people lingering here. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because in this era, reading is not a trend, even the Ashton Imperial Academy, which is second to none in the entire Holy Judgment Continent, does not mean that every noble-born noble son and brother will choose such a place to spend time by the boring means of reading.

As a result, most of the people who come and go here are spellcasters and scholars.

Mo Long shook his head, shook the wheelchair under himself, and drove outside, Akali's class should be over, and at this time, it was basically almost time to eat, right?

One of the additional skills that Moron has acquired in the past two days is his mastery of the use of wheelchairs, and he walked out of the library with ease, and in the middle of it, he also attracted the eyes of an old man with a gray beard looking at a strange little animal.

Our Mr. Traveler turned a blind eye to this, and he walked out of the huge library, not seeing the little loli with a ponytail, but running into another guy.

However, it seems a bit inappropriate to use the word bump, because the other party is obviously prepared.

In this regard, Mo Long is not surprised, his life during the day in the past two days is quite regular, as long as he has the heart, it is not difficult to find out when and where he is.

came and was also an "acquaintance" of Mo Long.

Diar, the guy who once triumphantly came to Molong for trouble.

Mo Long's evaluation of this guy is quite simple, just three words.

Stunned.

After His Majesty the King's **** order is issued, even if Mo Long is scrapped, he is the current patriarch of the Field family, the orthodox Duke of the Ashton Empire, although he has been deprived of the hereditary right of the duke, at least this title will still be hung until Mo Long, the last member of the Field family, dies.

After the order was issued, the situation was completely different from before, because at this time, if anyone was looking for trouble with Mo Long on the surface, of course, he could (at least in the eyes of most people, Mo Long is a very easy guy to bully) slap the Field family in the face, but that was tantamount to offending an imperial duke, and this kind of behavior was even more shameful.

Because of this, after Mo Long was ****, his life on the bright face was much cleaner.

Of course, this world is respected by strength, and those with heinous power can also turn things upside down, but in the same way, this is also a world that attaches importance to honor and glory.

But this Mr. Diar is obviously a stunned fellow.

Despite this, Moron also investigated this person.

The young man's full name was Diar Kate, a little baron - his father had died of a heart attack six months ago - and of course, the heart attack was a random judgment made by Moron after reading the death of the guy in the documents.

And the very bad thing is that after the death of our Baron Monsieur's father, there are no elders in the family who can control him, and this Monsieur Diar is not so smart enough, so it is almost inevitable that he will be used as a gunman.

Mo Long was not very willing to deal with this kind of stunned Qing, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the young man and the two guys behind the other party who were obviously family guards.

The three of them scattered and surrounded Mo Long in the center in a triangle, and Diar sneered, "Do you think Catherine will help you today?"

Mo Long turned his head, glanced at the library behind him, and said, "You plan to do it here?"

Mo Long saw a middle-aged teacher come out of the library, and saw the situation here took a slight step, but when he realized that the man surrounded in the center was the current Duke of the Field family, the guy that everyone avoided, he stopped directly, returned to his own normality, and walked away as if he didn't see the situation here.

Well, even if you do it here, no one cares.

Diar also noticed this scene, was stunned for a moment, then laughed a little unscrupulously, and then when he saw Mo Long's gaze turned, his face turned cold, and said, "I'll give you a chance, Mo Long." ”

Mo Long glanced at this guy, and said in his heart, Akali, where did you go, this guy, he glanced at the three people, and the highest Diar was the level of the lower reaches of the black iron, if it weren't for this place, it wouldn't be a problem for him to put three with one hand.

Of course, if these words had been placed a few days ago, for Mo Long, it would definitely be a big talk, but now, Mo Long has already practiced enough consciousness and ruthlessness, at least now, he is not nervous or angry in the face of such a battle, and some are more like a bystander watching a play.

And Diar is the clown in his eyes.

Mo Long took a breath and said, "You say." ”

Diar felt that Mo Long's reaction was a little wrong, in his imagination, in such a situation, how could Mo Long still maintain such calm?

Yes, he Diar didn't dare to really do anything to Mo Long, but if this guy broke a bone or two, no one would care, right?

Diar laughed, "I heard that you took in a silver-haired beauty from Elgar two days ago - you lent me that woman for two days, and you'll be fine today." ”

Mo Long's eyebrows raised: "You said Ophelia?"

Mr. Diar Kate smiled triumphantly, feeling that he had the initiative, and that the cripple of the Field House was now as weak and deceitful in his hands as a lamb to the slaughter.

At this moment, he noticed another man coming out of the grand main entrance of the library, but the guy only glanced in this direction and left, also with the expression of pretending that I had not seen anything.

This was even more reassuring to Diar, he stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and pressed it against Mo Long's chin to make the other party raise his head to look at him, he sneered: "It's called Ophelia, isn't it—I haven't tasted a silver-haired girl yet." Don't worry, my brothers and I are measured and won't just play people to death like your sister. ”

The other party's last sentence successfully made Mo Long Gujing Wubo's mind ripple, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

However, at this moment, a childish voice sounded outside the three people.

"Who wants to be disrespectful to the head of the regiment?!"

Well, our Akali-sama has arrived.

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