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Chapter 024 declares war (for recommendation, collection)
The mahogany door of the police chief's office is still there. After all, they are all aristocrats and well-bred people, and it is impossible to kick other people's doors. Of course, if you can rein in your spitting star a little bit, you will have a more aristocratic demeanor. The pudgy police chief pulled out his silk scarf and thought.
"in broad daylight, the God of Light is above. If an assassin dares to commit murder in full view of the public, what is the use of your guard hall? "
"Yes, yes."
"my son has been dead for a day, and he hasn't caught the killer yet. Can you still be a police chief?"
"the matter has been investigated, it has been investigated."
"investigation? My son's body is cold, you told me it was still under investigation? I'm telling you, if you don't give me an explanation today, when the police office applies for funding next year, don't blame me for voting against it. "
"Yes, yes." The police chief kept wiping the saliva on his face with a silk scarf. The one who killed your son was Scary Face, the first assassin active in Laiyan City for more than a decade. If I can tell you all this, am I still here to listen to your abuse? I have long been transferred to Blanc City to get promoted and make a fortune.
Of course, the police chief can only think about these words in his mind. Although he is an administrator of the country of Blanc, he does not have a knighthood. So when he met aristocrats, such as Viscount Delk in front of him, he had to pretend to be his grandson all the time.
And Viscount Delk looked at the submissive but impractical police chief in front of him, even more angrily. Of course, he had reason to be angry. Anyone whose son was assassinated would be angry. Not to mention an eldest son.
Dirk's heart is dripping blood. Vincent is not only the eldest son of the family, but also the opportunity to revitalize the family. A magician, God of Light, a real wizard. As long as Vincent marries this magician, if nothing happens, the title of his family will definitely rise to count in two or three generations.
But now, everything is ruined by that damn assassin. What are we going to do now, let the second son pursue Joshua again? That's bullshit. Even if the family agrees, the Chloe family can't afford to lose face.
Bang!
Just then, the mahogany door of the police chief's office was slammed open.
As soon as he felt a pain in his heart, the police chief jumped up and scolded angrily. But in the twinkling of an eye, after looking at the arrival, he went down again like a deflated ball, and said with a forced smile, "well, isn't this the honorable Viscount Clark? what brings you here?"
"what wind? So you don't know? " The angry Viscount Clark exploded in an instant, and he stretched his neck and roared angrily, "my son was assassinated in the street next to your guard hall, and you don't know?" Can you still be the chief guard? "
"er."
"every year, a lot of money is spent on raising you wine bags and fools?"
"Yes, yes." The police chief forcefully endured the impulse of wiping his face and habitually opened the mode of pretending to be grandson.
"is your son dead?"
"No."
'oh. "
"well, this is Viscount Delk." Viscount Clark saw that there was still a man standing in the office when he heard the question. He immediately shifted the firepower and mocked: "Why, you seem disappointed to hear that my son is not dead."
"well, it's a pity indeed." Said Viscount Delk with an expressionless face.
Viscount Clark pointed angrily, "Bah, you scumbag." I knew as soon as I guessed that you invited the assassin. "
Viscount Delk flashed an unnatural look on his face, and then scolded loudly: "you old immortal, this is the police hall, you have to talk about evidence.". And did you pay for my son's assassination? Don't you dare run up to me and shout to catch a thief. "
"Don't spit on people with less blood."
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All right, these two got into a fight. The head of the police chief got bigger and hurriedly went up to persuade him to fight. The result is just sandwiched between two people, a good meal of saliva, quickly defeated.
Come on, go ahead if you like to fight. won't serve you anymore. The police chief closed the door, pulled up a chair and sat aside to watch the hustle and bustle.
But after sitting for a few minutes, he immediately jumped up again and rushed between the two.
It turned out that Viscount Clark, who was not as old as the upright and middle-aged Viscount Delk, was becoming inferior in the war of words. In the end, the old face was even more red, and all he had to do was vomit blood. In a fit of anger, he threw the white glove in the face of Viscount Delk and asked for a duel.
Delk was happy to see it, and it was exactly what he wanted. Hurriedly threw the white glove over, and then he was about to draw his sword.
How dare the police chief let these two duel in his office? if anything goes wrong, he will be the first to be unlucky.
"scumbag, take your life!"
"Oh, calm down, you old calm down."
"come on, old man, come and die!"
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Bang! The mahogany door that had just been closed was slapped open again.
There was a sudden silence of the three people who were fighting in the room.
"Damn it, who the hell is it." The anxious chief of the guard was between the two viscount, when his sight was blocked for a moment, and he scolded angrily when he heard that the beloved mahogany door had been slapped open again.
"Don't you dare scold me, asshole. How dare you." When someone clapped the door and opened the door, he was stunned to see the scene in the room. But after being scolded, he immediately got angry and ran straight over and pointed to the nose of the police chief and roared angrily.
"well, this. Isn't this the honorable Viscount Charles? you must have misheard me. How dare I scold you? I am scolding myself, hehe! " When the police chief saw the arrival, he immediately explained with a bitter face.
Looking at Charles' pale face, the police chief quickly changed the subject: "what are you doing here?"
Unexpectedly, it was all right that he did not ask, and this question immediately made Viscount Charles's face sink again: "do you have the nerve to ask me?" My son was assassinated as soon as he left home today. What is the usual work of your guard office? Can you still be the head of the guard? "
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The chief of the police wanted to cry without tears, and in this moment, his post had been taken down three times.
"is your son dead?"
"hurt, not dead. Yo, it's you son of a bitch. Say, did you send this assassin? " At the sight of Viscount Delk, Viscount Charles raised his voice by an octave.
"Bah, is my son Vincent a reward for assassination under the Thieves' Union?"
As soon as Viscount Clark looked like a fresh force, he was refreshed: "it's definitely this scumbag. My son has just been assassinated." Do you think, why don't others be assassinated, but our two families? Isn't it obvious. We usually have the most grudges with him. "
"well, you Delk, I now officially inform you, in my capacity as patriarch, that I, the Charles family, have declared war on the Delk family."
"I would also like to inform you, in my capacity as patriarch, that I, the Clark family, have declared war on the Delk family."
Seeing the declaration of war by the two families, Viscount Delk showed no fear: "well done. As head of the clan, I officially declare that the Delk family accepts your declaration of war." We'll see, huh! "
With a bang, Viscount Delk slammed the door.
Bang, bang.
Viscount Clark and Viscount Charles slammed the door one after another, and their voices grew louder and louder, as if they were going to suppress each other from here.
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The police chief, who had been forgotten by the three men, stood beside him. The loud sound was like a knock on his heart.
"Damn it! Damn it, is there any politeness? I don't know if I knocked on the door first. I didn't take etiquette classes when I was a child, and I slammed the door. Asshole. "
The pudgy police chief was thoroughly ignited like a powder keg, and there was a torrent of abuse in the office.
"wheeze. Wheeze. By the way, what was the last thing they said. "
The chief of the guard suddenly changed his face, jumped three feet in place, and slammed open the door: "tell all cavalry to assemble urgently and stand by at headquarters.". "
Boom!
The police chief and the office staff outside stared at the suddenly collapsed mahogany door, speechless. After repeated destruction, the poor mahogany door was finally unable to hold up and was destroyed in the hands of the director.
"what's the matter with you, director?"
"somebody, the director fainted."
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