"You really should go back. ”

In response to Seprano's reply, Sir Friedman said rather slickly: "Since the rise in the ranks of the Cheung Kei Club, you seem to have been a little slack in the work assigned to you in the club... Especially this year's Moon Hunting, I heard that you cooperated with Nivelle and earned a small 3,000 jade coins, and many brothers in the club are waiting for your red envelope. ”

Seprano raised an eyebrow, realized.

He finally knew the purpose of the Blood Friends Club - because of the proper operation this year, the income from the Moon Hunting Gambling was nearly 3,000 jade coins, which was equivalent to more than half of the assets of a small wizard family! Even the Blood Friends Association, which had previously disdained 'dirty money', still couldn't help but salivate in the face of such a huge cake.

This old association is still rotten after all. Perhaps it needs to be broken and reborn like 'Will and Judgment' before it can be reborn. Seprano pondered silently in his heart and sighed silently.

Of course, he wouldn't say that to Friedman.

"When it comes to gambling, I thought you would bring Sima Yi over...... At this year's hunt, he caused us a lot of trouble. Seprano changed the subject, looked at Friedman thoughtfully, and then looked at Matthew again: "Is it because he didn't bring Sima because his surname is Sima, not Karen?"

Matthew's heart was shocked, and he quietly swallowed his saliva.

He was shocked by the Fat Wizard's sharp insight, because Friedman had said something similar before he had brought him.

The young vampire glanced quietly at his cousin.

He was keenly aware that his cousin always seemed to be unnaturally slightly inferior when facing this fat man! As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, he was immediately startled, and he couldn't help shaking his head vigorously, as if he wanted to shake this bad thought out.

Sir Friedman gave his cousin a strange look, but said nothing.

"Who to bring, or not to bring, it's my freedom...... Obviously, you still don't have a deep understanding of the basic tenets of Alpha Academy. Sir Friedman lifted his chin, pleased with his answer.

"Very well," Seprano narrowed his eyes, the fat on his cheeks twitching laboriously, "Since you mentioned the purpose of the Academy, then I hope you can recall your previous agreement with the Cheung Kei Society and reconsider your proposal...... After all, freedom and justice are never separated, and justice is never late!"

"That's why I had to explain it to you myself. Friedman replied dryly: "The agreement does not stipulate the consequences of changing the 'gambling method' and the 'transaction method with the Linzhong Lake Fishman' without authorization. ”

"I remember you just said that those fish-men gave them stinky copper plates. Seprano twisted his lips and smiled mockingly, "I thought you noble families didn't care about this little profit. ”

"Copper stinks, copper stinks, how can there be copper stinks if it doesn't stink?" Friedman smiled exaggeratedly, "Of course, I personally don't mind if you come to a new deal with the fish-people behind the rest of us...... After all, everyone is in school, and as long as the agreement is in our interest, you can decide for yourself. ”

Mike King Seprano crossed his hands in front of him and pushed his neck back hard, his face showing a hint of impatience.

Matthew's uneasy gaze slid across the faces of the two bigwigs.

"This is my agreement. In a deep voice, Seprano emphasized, "It has nothing to do with you or anyone else. Perhaps you've heard others mention that Lord Augustus wasn't that pleased with you. So, now the Fish-Man Reservation belongs to me. ”

Friedman's blue eyes stared into Seprano's deep eyes, and neither of them budded.

"See?" Friedman took a step back slightly, leaned into Matthew's ear, and gestured with his hands exaggeratedly to Seprano's expression, muttering, "Listen to his tone, look at his demeanor...... That's what it looks like when you're in control...... That's self-confidence. ”

"You're going to have to learn one later. ”

Seprano raised his hand, his index and middle fingers together, and shook slightly.

Several stout men came out from the side and stood behind the two guests.

"Now you can go out. Seprano paused and added, "Please." ”

Friedman restrained his smile, took a step forward with a cold expression, and said softly:

"Blood lovers will have their own rules and regulations, you know. These rules go beyond Cheung Kei, beyond the 3A, and even beyond the rules and regulations of the First University. ”

"You don't care about the rules...... You know that, and you've always been very tolerant. ”

"But it's like you have your own rules. ”

"But when you join the Blood Friends, you need to obey the rules...... It's an eternal pact that you can't break. ”

"Now, you have chosen wisely...... No. Now, your only option is to acknowledge this covenant and humbly enforce it. ”

"If you break the contract, then the contract won't protect you as much as it does now. ”

Serprano took a deep breath, stood up, and stared at Friedman, "Are you threatening me?"

"No, no, no, it's not a threat. Friedman smiled, stretched out his hand, and raised his index and middle fingers, shaking them slightly.

The stout men behind him fell silently to the ground.

"That's the threat. ”

Seprano's eyes were dark, expressionless, and he did not show any anger or fear at the fall of several of the Cheung Kei Guild officials at Sir's feet.

Matthew couldn't help but think of a few words he had heard before: "Tarzan collapsed in front of him without changing his face, of course, it is the demeanor of a general...... But it can also be facial paralysis. "Seeing the landslide and having no fear on my face is probably because the collapsed mountain is not big enough."

Although many thoughts slipped through his heart, Matthew still maintained his responsibilities as a sidekick very well. Behind Sir Friedman, he took out his book and made a defensive gesture.

"Put away your law book, boy!" Seprano seemed to be speaking to Matthew, but his eyes were fixed on Jazz, "While I haven't changed my mind." ”

"Put away the book, Matthew. Sir Friedman also said gently: "After all, this is still the first university. ”

Matthew immediately obediently took back his mahogany hard-shell law book.

At this point, things in the candy house seem to be over.

"A snail has no shell, it's just a slug. Before leaving the common room, Sir finally said in a weak voice, "And with that heavy round shell, it can even pretend to be the Mother of Sand Hours...... His life can be sublimated by this. ”

Seprano quietly watched as the two left the candy house.

https:

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. Literature Museum mobile version reading website: m.