Law of the Devil

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Chapter 292 [Farce] (Ask for a monthly ticket~)

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Chapter 292 [Farce]

The young master Du Pont of the Senna family suddenly shouted out, which immediately surprised everyone! All the aristocrats who were born in the elite circle of the imperial capital and were loyal to the royal family all cast incredible glances at the young master of the Senna family, and some even almost cursed angrily.

And in the box far away, the faces of Delan Mountain Warcraft and Earl Villa were also sinking.

The young master is clearly arguing with Du Wei at this moment in bidding!

Under the surprised and complicated eyes of everyone, Her Royal Highness the Saintess Princess walked upstairs slowly, but under the eyes of everyone, she came to the box of Senna's house, and sat side by side with the young master regardless of everyone's eyes. Together.

Seeing that the saintess seemed to be very close to the young master Du Pont in her posture, even Du Wei couldn't help being a little surprised...

The saint whispered something in DuPont's ear, and DuPont immediately nodded and said loudly in a dissatisfied tone: "Hey, I've already called the price, if no one responds, it's considered I bought it, yes ?”

Just after he finished speaking, the middle-aged steward of the family behind him, who had been in shock for a long time, finally came to his senses at this moment, suddenly changed his face, looked at his young master in surprise, and shouted in a low voice: "Master! Please! No way! You! You can’t do this!!”

DuPont turned his head and glanced at the steward, and said angrily, "What are you talking about! I want you to take care of me when I buy something!"

The steward looked terrified. He said quickly in a low voice: "Master! This thing...you can't just buy land...you...ah, you...you will bring disaster to the family if you do this! After returning, Lord Marquis will be furious... ..."

"Nonsense!" Dupin scolded. "It's a good deed to buy this thing! How could my father scold me?"

The steward was speechless, he was a sensible person, how could he touch such a thing? My ignorant young master didn't know why he suddenly made such a move—this was obviously against the royal family! this kind of thing. For the family, it must be a catastrophe!

He was anxious. But since there is a saint by my side, I don't know what to say, I just said anxiously: "But Lord Marquis... Lord Marquis..."

"Father has been ill for many days, and I have already said something about the following matters. Let me decide! Do you want to interfere with what I buy? You asshole!"

Du Pont was robbed by his subordinates in front of the saint, and he immediately felt ashamed. He was furious in his words, and even shouted loudly: "Ten million gold coins! I have bought this thing! Hey, the people below, why don't you announce it!!"

At this moment, all eyes of the audience are all on this box. There is only a railing in front of this semi-open box, and the people below can clearly see what is happening inside. What's more, they spoke loudly, and everyone in the audience could hear them clearly.

The steward is obviously a sensible person. Seeing his young master do such a thing, how could he not be surprised? Of course, he also knows the weight of this lot and its meaning. Today's young master's actions like this will undoubtedly bring disaster to the family! It's just that although this young master is a little arrogant in normal times, he has never done such a bastard thing.

He is a man who is loyal to his family. Seeing this kind of scene, he said that he would stop it. After he made up his mind, he didn't care about offending the young master, and hurried to the front of the railing, and shouted to Zach on the platform below: "Mr. Zack, the quotation just now doesn't count! The Senna family won't pay for this piece!" something."

"You bastard!" Young Master Du Pont suddenly became furious. Under the eyes of everyone, as the young master of the family, he was refuted by a steward in public. How could he not be ashamed and angry. Pointing at the steward, he cursed: "Dirk! You are too presumptuous! You are a little steward. Why..."

"Master!" The steward turned pale, but shook his head firmly: "You are very wrong about this matter. I will never allow you to bring such disasters to the family! The Marquis asked me to follow you, just ordering me to do everything. Let me remind you, seeing that you are about to cause trouble, how can I ignore it."

"You..." DuPont was annoyed, he was an idiot at first, but under the fury, he was at a loss for words. After all, when his father let the steward follow him, he really meant to restrain himself.

Suddenly, I heard a "giggle" from the side, and the veiled Her Royal Highness suddenly smiled charmingly, and said leisurely in a crisp voice: "Well, DuPont, it seems that the rules of your Senna family are really different from others. , A servant in charge dares to interfere with the master's affairs."

These words added fuel to the flames. DuPont's face immediately turned red, and he cursed angrily: "Dirk! You are just a servant in my family! It's just a dog raised by our Senna family! Today, you are still in charge." It's against you!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of his status, he raised his leg and kicked the steward. The steward Dirk stepped aside, with an anxious face on his face, and stared at the saint angrily, he could only hold back his anger and said to Master Du Pont: "Master, no matter what you say, I will definitely stop this matter today, You... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, he let out a cry of pain, and it turned out that Master Dupont, seeing that he would not be able to kick him, grabbed a teacup from the table and threw it over his head and face. The distance between the two was not far away, and Dirk was hit on the forehead immediately, the glass cup shattered, and his head was bloody.

Du Pont made such an act of affirming his identity in a rage, and all the nobles with status below frowned, looking at the young master, there was a bit of contempt in addition to anger.

The steward, Dirk, clutched his forehead, bleeding from the crevices of his fingers, but took a step back, and shouted loudly: "Master, you must do something wrong, I have no choice but to go back and invite Lord Marquis to come!"

After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly to the stage below: "Mr. Zach, our young master's auction is invalid. He is not the patriarch of the family, and he can't get 10 million gold coins! This thing is done by him beyond his authority." , doesn’t count! I’ll go back and invite Lord Marquis!”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and was about to leave the box. Du Pont was furious, with a hideous face, and suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve. Facing the back of the manager, he stabbed in the past.

He actually showed his dagger, and the people below watched carefully. All of a sudden they breathed out in low voices, and Du Wei next to him also frowned tightly.

The first rule in this auction house is that no matter who comes here to participate in the auction, it is absolutely not allowed to bring any weapons with them. Everyone knows this rule, but it has always been to guard against gentlemen rather than villains. After all, everyone who comes here has a noble status. Where can the guard search them one by one?

Seeing that Master Du Pont stabbed him with a dagger, Dirk, who was in charge, was also nimble. When he heard the exclamation below, he knew it was not good. . Immediately bleeding profusely.

Du Pont's face was full of murderous intent, the dagger in his hand was stained with blood. Seeing that the stab was in vain, he went up and kicked the steward down. He waved his hand and stabbed again, cursing, "You dog! You won't listen to me!"

Seeing that this was about to end the steward's life. Du Wei next to him snorted coldly, and flicked his hand across the box. With a bang, a fireball came out of his fingertips, and hit the wrist of this young master Du Pont. The boy was scalded by the fireball, and immediately felt pain, his hand loosened, and the dagger fell to the ground, but he still held his wrist and yelled.

How powerful Du Wei's fireball was, it hit behind his wrist. Sparks splashed on his clothes. All of a sudden, several places were on fire, and Master Du Pont was in pain and fear. Shout again and again.

On the other hand, Dirk, the steward on the ground, is really a loyal person. Although he was cut by the young master, he quickly got up, regardless of the pain of his own wound, and threw himself on the young master, slapping him repeatedly to put out the flames. .

Count Villa and Delan Mountain in the distance watched the farce, and they looked at each other in blank dismay. Both of them knew that Marquis, the patriarch of the Senna family, had always been serious and prudent, and although he was not a diehard loyalist of the royal family, he thought he would not disturb this kind of troubled water. kind of woe.

It must not be his father's instigation for this young master to do such a thing! I'm afraid...

Seeing the way the sainted princess was making out with him, both of them were clear-eyed: Could it be a beauty trick?

At this moment, a few attendants from the auction house finally rushed up, opened the door of the box and rushed in, pulling the two of them apart.

Once the fire on DuPont's body was extinguished, in anger, he punched the steward Dirk. He didn't feel guilty for stabbing this loyal servant, and he didn't feel grateful that the other party helped him put out the fire on his body. Annoyed, he thought that this servant's disobedience was the result of his disobedience, so he punched Dirk's nose, causing his nose to bleed profusely. Pitiful to this loyal steward Dike, who was hurt more and more, he backed away with a ouch, but looked straight at the young master, his eyes were full of disappointment and chilling.

DuPont shook off the attendants who were standing on both sides of the auction house, turned around and shouted at Zach on the table below: "What are you still doing in a daze! If no one pays for this item, it belongs to me." !”.

Zach stood on the stage, watching the farce, but instead he relaxed, and glanced at his own Duke from a distance, seeing that Du Wei also seemed to be indifferent, he knew in his heart that the master had made up his mind, and Stop talking.

Du Wei sneered in his heart, and he had slowly stood up, standing in front of the railing of the box, and through the railing, he said with a gentle smile to Master Du Pont in the box next to him: "Master Du Pont, hello. I would like to ask you, this piece Things, are you bound to get them?"

Du Pont looked at Du Wei, without concealing the hostility in his eyes, and snorted heavily: "Master Duke, of course I will settle this matter."

As he spoke, he looked down at the saint beside him again,

Although some attendants from the auction house rushed into the box to quell the farce just now, and put the young master and his steward away, but after all, the identity of the saint is different. She is the saint of the temple and the identity of the princess. Everyone agrees. Don't dare to touch her, just stand beside her.

Du Wei looked carefully. This young master Du Pont originally had a ferocious face, but when he looked at the saint, his eyes immediately became gentle and fiery. The love inside is unabashed.

Du Wei squinted his eyes, but turned his eyes to the Holy Lady, who also looked at Du Wei, and the two of them made eye contact and smiled coldly.

"Very good." Du Wei nodded, then sighed, pointing at the young master: "Mistakes are not terrible. What is terrible is ignorance. I feel sorry for you."

Then he turned his head to the people below and said loudly: "Dear guests, as the owner of this place, I announce that due to the special situation that happened just now, the auction will be suspended."

DuPont suddenly jumped up and said angrily, "Why do you do this!"

Du Wei smiled lightly: "That's what I said."

His face gradually turned cold, and his voice spread throughout the audience: "Anyone who thinks that I am not qualified can stand up and speak out."

Naturally, no one from the royal family objected. And those people from the south, after a few words of acquaintance, it seems that someone wants to speak, but when they meet Du Wei's cold eyes, they can't help but tremble!

Du Wei has been in the Northwest for two years, killing people with staring eyes, and he has already cultivated a murderous aura all over his body. This condensed murderous look is revealed, who dares to look at him?

"My lord duke." The saint suddenly said with a long smile, "You have lost the justice of your tulip auction house by doing this."

She stood up easily, looked at Du Wei through the railing, her voice was soft, and there was no trace of fear in her cold eyes, and said leisurely: "I have heard that the Tulip Auction House is the most fair. But today your The order seems to be inconsistent with your usual purpose here?"

Du Wei sneered, and turned to look at the woman: "It seems that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden disagrees with my decision?"

The saint stood up, bowed to Du Wei from a distance, and then slowly said: "Master Du Pont's servant is disobedient and committed crimes, and it is also their family's private matter. Now that the matter has subsided, the auction should naturally continue. Could it be... just because you want to participate in the bidding, Lord Duke, can you change the rules here at will? Oh... I almost forgot. After all, you are the owner of this place."

Du Wei was not annoyed either. Instead, he laughed: "It turns out that His Highness accused me of being unfair. It's okay, there are so many distinguished old and new friends here. The reputation of my tulip family's auction house cannot be criticized casually."

After a pause, he said slowly: "Your Highness, if you want to be fair, I will give you fairness!"

Speaking of this, Du Wei's face suddenly sank, and his whole body naturally exuded a kind of majesty, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Where is the guard of the auction house! Get out of here!"

As soon as the words fell, two people dressed in tulip auction house attendants hurried in at the door, facing Du Wei's box on the second floor from a distance, and knelt on the ground with one knee.

"Are you two the guards today?" Du Wei's eyes were cold.

The two looked at each other and said at the same time: "...Yes."

"Okay." Du Wei nodded, tapped the railing lightly with his finger on the railing, and said slowly: "Let me ask you, what is the fourth rule of the auction house?"

The faces of the two of them changed. The person on the left was pale and dared not speak. The person on the right mustered up his courage and gritted his teeth: "My lord... the fourth rule of the auction house is: Once the auction starts, the door will be closed immediately. During the auction, anyone You are not allowed to enter, even if you have an admission ticket, it will be expired and invalid!"

"Humph! I'm quite familiar with the secrets." Du Wei said in a gloomy tone, "Then let me ask you, why did the auction go on for more than half of it just now, and there are still people coming in!".

The person speaking on the right raised his head, looked at Du Wei from afar, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said falteringly: "Master...because...because..."

"What are you stammering! Could it be that as a member of the Tulip family, you can't even speak!" Du Wei raised his eyebrows, and the person below felt Du Wei's murderous eyes, and hurriedly said loudly: "Master! Because the person who is coming is Her Majesty the Holy Maiden with a noble status, we dare not stop him."

"Don't dare to stop you if you are noble?!" Du Wei's face became more and more ugly, but he was secretly laughing in his heart, and said angrily: "In the auction house, you must abide by the rules here! Don't wait after the expiration date! This is The rules have been set since the opening of this place! Regardless of the identity of the visitor, regardless of whether you have a ticket or not, once the auction starts, the door will be closed immediately! No entry or exit is allowed! As guards, you will break this most basic rule at will!! What do you think of me here? It’s time!! The rules of my auction house treat everyone equally. Regardless of their status or title, everyone participating in the auction must abide by the rules of the game here. ! If it’s based on the rank of the title, what’s the point of auctioning it!”

The person who spoke was also considered clever, so he quickly lowered his head deeply and said loudly: "Master! Yes, we are wrong! We are willing to accept the punishment!"

Du Wei calmed down a little, and said coldly: "Start today. You don't have to do the work of the auction house guards, go down and get ten whips each!"

The two guards nodded again and again, and they crawled out together.

Du Wei's voice was so severe that no one in the audience dared to interrupt at this time. Du Wei dealt with his subordinates first, and the means were considered fair to everyone. Then Du Wei turned his head, looked at the saint in the box next door, and said coldly: "Your Highness, my subordinates broke the rules, and I will punish them too. But you entered the field halfway today, but I absolutely Things that are not allowed. Although you have a noble status, when it comes to business, I only look at the price, not the status..."

The saint was so angry that she couldn't help but said dissatisfiedly: "Master Tulip, do you want to drive me out?"

Du Wei laughed. Said: "You are the saint of the temple, and you are the princess. Although the rules are broken here, you seldom come here. If you don't know the rules here, it's because of the mistakes of the guards. How dare I treat you like this here?" The person with the identity was kicked out?"

When he said this, the saint's eyes were a little relieved. But I heard Du Wei say indifferently: "It's just..."

"Just what?" The saint frowned.

It is not the first time that she and Du Wei have confronted each other. Two years ago, the two confronted for the first time in the slave market. At that time, Du Wei cleverly gave herself an ugly face. Of course, she still remembers it well, knowing that the Tulip Duke is cunning. , My heart suddenly became vigilant.

"Excuse me, Your Highness, since you are here today, you must have a ticket in your hand."

The saint said coldly: "Of course there are."

"Okay." Du Wei nodded, his voice became more gentle, but it made the saint feel uneasy. Du Wei continued to laugh and said, "It's just that you don't know the rules here, Your Highness. Although you have tickets here, you can only sit in the seats below. You can't enter the boxes above."

"You!" The saint was suddenly angry, but she suppressed her anger in an instant, her voice became softer, and she said with a smile: "Why is Duke Tulip so stingy? Besides, this is the box of Master Dupont, and he invited me up." , there is nothing wrong with that.”

"Business is business." Du Wei shook his head: "First, you have a distinguished status. You have given me great face by coming to my place. It's just that, after all, the state owns the state law, and the family has family rules. Although your status is Noble, but who can come to my place, who is not a noble person? Although you are a saint or a princess, you can't break my rules. Otherwise, spread the word, if it is said that as long as it is you As a princess, with a noble title, you can sit in the VIP seat here without spending a copper coin, and then spread the word in the future, and I won’t have to do business! There are more than a dozen private rooms here, but all the places that can go up are spent. Those who have spent a lot of money, since they have spent money, are my customers of Du Wei. If others can enjoy what others have spent money, but you can get it without spending money...then for my customers who spend money, it is a big deal. It's so unfair, everyone is right."

When asked this question, all the guests who were loyal to the regent answered loudly and said yes.

Although this saint's face was covered with a veil, judging from her eyes, her expression at this moment must be ugly.

The idiot young master of Sena's family shouted angrily again: "Du Wei! This box belongs to our family. Since I invited Verona up, this box was booked by my family. Why do you drive her out!"

Du Wei's eyes shot at the young master suddenly, and he snorted heavily in his nose. He killed people like hemp in the northwest, and naturally developed a power. cold.

"Dupont-Senna." Du Wei simply called him by name, and said coldly: "Remember your identity! Although you are the son of the Marquis of Senna, you don't have any title now, you are just white! My Duke Tulip's Is your name worthy of calling it? What are you?"

These two sentences immediately made DuPont blush. It's just that facing Du Wei's murderous intent, he didn't dare to say anything.

Originally, in the aristocratic circle, the most important thing was etiquette. Unless you are a very close friend, you will only call each other's name in private. In public places, respectful titles are generally used, otherwise, it is considered a disrespect. Just now Du Pont was so angry that he actually called Du Wei's name directly, which was already a big faux pas. Although Du Wei's two sarcasms were a bit harsh. But others heard it, and no one thought it was Du Wei's fault.

"Also. Your Excellency Dupont Senna. My rule here is that no one is allowed to carry a weapon with him in the auction house. You are a regular customer here, and you must know this rule. And... you not only brought Weapons came in, and they are still here to openly attack and hurt people. What do you think of my auction house? Do you think it is your own back garden?"

Du Wei's voice became softer and softer, but this Du Pont felt such a chill from Du Wei's eyes, and became more and more frightened.

"I'm very sorry. Because you violated the membership regulations here and did something that has a share. From now on, I will withdraw the qualifications of the VIP members of Senna's family. Now please leave the box with your entourage. In order to show respect to your father, the Marquis de Senna, I will send someone to return the money your father paid for this box."

Looking at Kong Wu's powerful attendants at the auction house on both sides, this idiot young master still wanted to show off, but he had already been framed up and taken out. His steward, Dirk. But he bowed deeply to Du Wei from a distance, his eyes were full of gratitude, then wiped the blood on his face vigorously, and walked out.

The Earl of Villa and De Lanshan glanced at each other, with one thought in their hearts: the Senna family is in big trouble now! The Marquis de Senna acted prudently throughout his life, but he did not expect to be old. But he was dragged down by such an idiot son in the family.

Seeing that Du Pont was taken out, naturally Her Royal Highness could not stay in the box. But she rolled her eyes and said with a delicate smile, "Duke Tulip, do you really want me to go downstairs?"

Instead, Du Wei laughed and said: "Rules cannot be broken. It stands to reason that the distinguished guests in the box can indeed invite others to come in. It's just that this young master Du Pont is not qualified now... Well, if your highness doesn't dislike the roughness of my place... If so, please come to my box to rest."

The saint smiled, her voice became softer, and she bowed slightly: "Duke Tulip's box. How can it be so rough. Thank you for your invitation."

After finishing speaking, he really moved to Du Wei's box. The attendant behind Du Wei hurriedly opened the door and invited her in. The saint seemed to act as if nothing had happened just now, and sat down beside Du Wei with ease.

Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the father and daughter of the eldest prince are both fuel-efficient lamps.

"Okay, everyone, the matter has been resolved, let the auction continue."

After Du Wei announced. But he saw the young master Du Pont who was taken out below, before going out, cast a bunch of resentful eyes towards him.

He didn't speak, but the saint next to him seemed to smile, and said in a low voice: "Oh, my lord, it seems that you have offended someone today."

Du Wei pursed his lips and said lightly: "It is always necessary to offend people. But it is nothing to offend an ignorant idiot. Mistakes are not terrible, but ignorance is terrible."

"My lord duke is really a witty word." The saint blinked her eyes, and smiled deliberately: "It's just that, my lord duke, aren't you afraid of offending me?".

Du Wei smiled, looked at her, and asked, "Oh? Your Highness, did I offend you?"

"Of course not." The saint's voice was very relaxed: "You invited me to sit in your box, and it's too late for me to thank you."

Both of them glanced at each other, obviously each had their own ghosts, but they both smiled sweetly, their eyes intertwined, and there was a group of harmony.

On the other hand, the attendant behind Du Wei was terrified and couldn't help sighing in his heart: My dear, this big man is really not simple. Our Duke just stared like he was going to kill someone, but now he is smiling so nicely...

There were no big twists and turns in the subsequent auctions. Although those mysterious guests from the south tried their best to compete with Du Wei, in the end Du Wei "bought" this teaching piece at a price of 16 million gold coins. Zong's decree.

16 million gold coins... Du Wei's flesh hurts, but he still has some doubts in his heart: the conspiracy of the temple collapsed so easily? It seems that something is not quite right.

According to the rules, after taking pictures, the goods should be inspected in public. However, Du Wei is the owner of the auction house himself, so he easily omitted this link (there was no goods to inspect). On the contrary, Her Royal Highness, who was in the same box as Du Wei, didn't cause any trouble for Du Wei. Just sitting next to Du Wei and talking to Du Wei. Although she was wearing a veil, she had a very good manner, and she had a graceful figure, a soft voice, and a charm of her own. From time to time, there are bursts of fragrance. Du Wei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no wonder that Dupont kid fell into the trap of a beauty, and this Her Majesty the Holy Maiden really has some skills.

At the end of the auction, everyone wanted to say goodbye to Du Wei. Villa and De Lanshan didn't say anything, they just gave Du Wei a wink, and then they left. The other guests saw a good show today, and they all felt that their trip was worthwhile. Some of them knew that Du Wei must go to see Prince Chen, and took the opportunity to convey their loyalty to the regent to Du Wei. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the princess was the last one to leave.

Before she left, she suddenly looked back at Du Wei, and said with a low laugh, "Well, my lord, tell me, which one is better, Yenipai? Or Mosaspai?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Du Wei to answer, he just smiled and left.

Du Wei stood there, frowning tightly, with a dignified expression.

(Today’s chapter update is early enough. I know that everyone is uncomfortable waiting for the update every day until night, and I will try my best to satisfy everyone, and try to advance the update time as much as possible.

In the end, I vomited blood again and asked for a monthly pass~~~ I did what I could, the monthly pass, please everyone! )

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