Li Cang patted the big hole in his chest that was short of clothes and materials, and always felt that the eyes of those girls hurt his breasts, which were actually useless but were particularly fragile.

Nicky...

A hammer's nobleman?

The style of these women is like a group of hungry wolves with LEDs in their eyes!

Servi's sword was quite outrageous even in Li Cang's eyes. In terms of strength alone, it had at least 80 to 90c effects, but he was just the son of an unknown baron. It can be seen how strong this indigenous man with a cute copy was.

emmmmm, however, the narration copy seems to have only successfully read some attributes for rewriting his own character?

Let's say that the diagnosis of his disease was confirmed, but the problem is that he only knows that this is a disease, and he doesn't know what the disease is, what the condition is, how to treat and use medicine...

Don't know anything!

Li Cang muttered with joy: "It's interesting, so the narrator will still have a hidden rule on himself? This timi can make it come back, well, I'm going to take it seriously if I'm almost 100 million."

Compared to Li Cang's enthusiasm as if he was interested in discovering interesting things, Serve was stunned and speechless, and his big eyes, which were panicked and confused, were covered with blood.

"impossible..."

"How is this possible?"

"No, no, you are not the real Count Cang Li, who are you!"

Serb did a huge risk in the name of recklessness, just waiting for the final decision. It was nothing more than provoking or even killing a sickly ghost count. At that time, not only would he be able to escape from the crime, but he could even lead his family to receive the reward from Lord Victor. The so-called punishment is nothing more than holding it high and falling down gently, at most, and it may be that he will no longer be convenient for him to appear in the public eye in the future.

But I thought I had calculated everything, but I didn't expect that there would be an accident in the part where I took the most hand and pinched it. Even if you ask Uktrahil, who would think that the sick Count could awaken his bloodline?

Did his strength become transformed out of thin air?

No!

wrong!

There must be some treasure on him that can protect him, I just need-

Then, the most exciting part came. In front of everyone, everyone saw that Servi not only did not repent and offered the humility and fear of the loser, but actually suddenly started to rise while Cang Li was pondering. This was already a pure sneak attack and assassination!

"Be careful, Count!"

"mean!"

"Damn it, save people!"

Outside the Marty Springer Restaurant, as the junction of the central city and the slums in the outer city, there have always been crowds of people and people all day and night. The streets are full of pedestrians dressed in nobles traveling around at night, or quietly scattering to enjoy the night view, or singing wildly.

"Boom~"

A black shadow flew out like a meteor from the Marty Restaurant, spanning the street nearly twenty meters wide, and crashed through the wooden plaque and porch of the hand-made Centennial Jewelry Store opposite the restaurant. It ended abruptly in front of its thick and hard treasure house. The entire wooden and stone structure building shook a few times with the final impact, shaking off a layer of floating dust.

The pedestrians on the street were shocked, and their eyes wandered back and forth between Marty's Restaurant and Yingore II's Jewelry Store-

What, what's the thing that happened?

Cannonball?

I haven't heard that Little Marty and Yin Gore II have a grudge. The two centuries-old stores have a good relationship with each other, the top generation, and the top generation.

Then, passers-by saw the figure holding a giant blade in the Marti restaurant.

oh...

It turned out to be the famous countess, and everything makes sense. It turns out that he was a low-class man. Even if he was lucky enough to fly up the branch and turn into a phoenix, he was still so rude. God knows what the sick count thought. Is he so poor that he had to save the commission for guards by marrying his wife?

However, looking at the madam's domineering eyes, the passers-by ignored the nobles, not nobles, civilians, and civilians, and turned their faces and looked hurried, as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions.

The Count is not in good health and his mind is not very good, but as long as he doesn't suddenly go crazy one day and does something that makes those people feel unforgivable, the city's tolerance for him is almost infinite. In other words, if the mother cheated on the master Fake, one day, if the wife of the nobles here went to his house and was caught, she was scared to death on the bed, then the nobles would have to kneel down at the other person's grave and fall down the basin and act as a filial son...

As for the countess, it can only be said that it is even worse. In the physical sense, her reputation is not easy to mess with. Everyone knows her from the First Arena to the Fourth Arena. The chief gladiator, the entire Uktrahill can't find a few people who dare to fight with her except for the Dead Abyss...

Anyway, just like this, it is not outrageous to do anything. We should gossip and gossip. If we really do it, it is better to change our strategy and avoid the limelight, so as not to be unlucky.

For a moment, the entire street quickly recovered as if nothing had happened a few seconds ago. Only Yin Gore II gave him the sound of the treasure house that almost accounts for one-third of the value of the entire store.

"The Countess is mighty!" Li Cang praised Li Lace with a thumbs up, with a very sincere expression, "I really can't come to this arc shot..."

Of course, the so-called arc refers to the angle of Servi's clever avoiding all customers in the store, and does not refer to the subsequent details of the rushing straight into the treasure house gate opposite.

Li Lace: "Basic operation, sit down."

They both sat down.

But Bartley and Xuelai really couldn't sit down and didn't dare to sit down.

刚才还觉得李沧的盛世美颜既解馋又抗揍的雪来几乎绷不住贵族少女的体面一鼻子哭出来,我爹要是真起了心思把我嫁过去,挨伯爵夫人的打那确实是不疼,而且是这辈子都不用疼了.

My dear father, my daughter admits that she was just a little louder, but you must not misunderstand her daughter’s performance just now. She is a little girl who is smart and smart, and she is fascinating. But now your good daughter has lost her way, so please be sure to... Save me, Save me, Save me, Save me...

Li Cang had a very comfortable dinner. He had to eat a good aristocratic restaurant with an infinite buffet feeling. The poor Lord Bartley not only had to pay for Li Cang to pay for damages from the restaurant and jewelry store, but even made a bottomless promise. Until long after watching Li Cang leave, he still nodded and waved away like a withered sculpture, but had already lost the focus.

"My father..." Xuelai looked at Lord Bartley with a worried look on his face, "You..."

Facing his beloved young daughter, Bartley stressed his mind and looked like a noble character that was very unsuitable for his pursuit.

"Look, my dear daughter, you need to spend two hours a day to dress up before you can walk through the castle. The owner of the castle is no longer a patient as fragile as a candle in the wind, and he has shown interest in you and your family. This is definitely a gift from God to your beauty. Are you very happy now, my little clever ghost?"

Xuelai's face turned red inexplicably, and then sighed: "He didn't look at me more when he was terminally ill, and it's even more impossible now. My dad, don't be so naive and rational. Your power and wealth, and your daughter's beauty are far from being able to defeat those real nobles and Uktrashir who flocked to him after getting the news."

Bartley: "..."

Sometimes it is not a good thing for your daughter to be too smart. In comparison, his stupid son, who is not anything but a face, suddenly seems to be even more irrelevant. As expected, it is better to go home and beat him hard first!

If the marriage with the Earl this time is not successful, maybe it is time for me to face up to the question of whether my daughter should inherit the title...

Of course, all the premise is that the family survives the sharp claws of the hyena Victor.

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