"I don't care!!" Duclaw's anger caused the VIP room to collapse. He jumped from the seat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, raging around with a devastating amount of every step.
One Claw pointed in the direction of Fighting Skills Square and yelled at his son: "Jinlunbao Business War is a holy war that determines business supremacy in a supernatural world! It is not a humorous comedy where clowns fight each other!" He ignored the tourmaline ceiling above his head. The dust continued to exude incomparable domineering roar: "These clowns and garbage, they dare to brazenly come to participate in the Jinlunbao business war initiated by my Duclaw ● 31 novel app download address ●?! They are not only despising Jinlunbao. The majesty of the business war is even more insulting to my Duclaw!!! That’s good! I! Duclaw! The host of the ghost black market! Let those grandsons of tortoises who don’t know the heights and heights of the world, all die to me in this preliminary sea election. !" He added more fiercely: "Death! No one left!"
Dulin had never seen his father so angry before. He shrank his neck in a little fright, and tried to say in a persuasive tone: "Father, don't be so angry! These people are not like the Conviction League. Most of them are just good at operation and management, and they are not so proficient in the world of fighting with war... but they may not be so proficient!"
Duclaw’s anger has not diminished in the slightest: "Huh! I opened the door of the kingdom and invited them in, and provided them with a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to compete for the interests of the business kingdom forever! What I want to see is comparable to the King’s Landing Monument, which shocks the world. Wonderful battle! And what about them? This group of turtles and grandsons walked into my palace hall with a group of stinking chickens, ducks and geese!!!"
Lonely glanced at the fighting situation in the Fighting Skill Square, and a sardonic smile emerged from the eagle-like stern eyes: "This group of chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs have almost been cleaned up. So you should calm down my little master! "He sighed helplessly: "I really can't do anything with you. Every time I play my temper, I have to be a son to coax you."
Duclaw shook his fingers at Dulin very seriously and said, "Lin'er, this is all for you! Otherwise, I would have gone down and swallowed these clowns in person!"
Dulin was stunned, pointing to the bridge of his nose and smiling and asked: "For me? Old smelly man, you are making excuses for me again!" He slammed his long knife to the ground, tilted his head and squinted at his father, but I saw extraordinary emotions in the eyes of the other person.
Duclaw closed his eyes for a long while, and walked to Dulin with his hands behind his back, carefully observing the only treasure he really cares about in the world-his son.
Young, tall and straight, with the wild handsomeness between his eyebrows, and the fierce and proud twinkling in his eyes, these are exactly the same as when Duclaw was young!
Looking at his outstanding son, Duclaw grinned happily, and the wrinkles full of lust on his face were also relaxed. He gently stroked the top of Monoscale's head, as when Monoscale was born four hundred years ago, full of gentle doting: "When you were just born, this little face was blue and faint, like a sapphire pea. !Hey Hey… "
Dulin felt a little unacceptable at the contrast of his father's rapid transformation from rage to kindness: "Smelly old man... are you out of anger?"
Duclaw’s smile continued to spread throughout his body: “After our gods and ghosts created the business holy war of Jinlunbao business war in the black market... my Duclaw’s body is already the third generation! And Jinlunbao business war has only been held in history. Two times, your grandfather Zeng and your grandfather held each of them once. Your father and I are alone, and this time, the third golden wheel treasure business battle in the history of the supernatural world was held. Lin'er, Tell me about the law?"
"Grandpa Zeng...Grandpa...and the smelly old man..." Du Lin thought for a moment: "After Grandpa Zeng initiated the Jinlunbao business war, we, the exclusive host of each generation, held a Jinlunbao business war. !"
Duclaw smiled and nodded and said: "Yes! Every host of the ghost black market will hold a golden wheel treasure business war!"
Dulin asked in amazement: "Ah? Such an important event must be held in every generation? Why? Don't tell me that some of you dead old men do this for fun!"
Duclaw's gaze became very gentle, he looked at his son with a smile and said, "This is all for the sake of the next generation!"
Dulin heard it in the mist, and he felt even more puzzled: "What the hell are you talking about, old smelly man?"
Duclaw threw two emerald peanuts in his mouth, and said slowly: "For the merchants in the spiritual world, the Jinlunbao business war is tantamount to a god-given opportunity for them to win the throne! So in the eyes of these merchants! , Every host who held the Jinlunbao business war is equivalent to a blessing official who flew down from the sky! Your grandfather Zeng has established a strong cooperative relationship with almost all the top consortia in the spiritual world based on this! That’s why in less than two thousand years, the ghost black market has changed from a small grocery market to such a powerful wealth empire now!” He looked at Monolin with profound meaning, “From After that, he established a family rule: In order to stabilize his position of authority, every exclusive descendant must hold a golden wheel business battle for himself when he succeeds as the host."
"Slow down, slow down!" Dulin frowned: "When you succeeded as the host? But it has been five thousand years since you took over from your grandfather! Why do you think of holding the Jinlunbao business battle now?"
Duclaw’s laughter is unpredictable: "Because my father, your grandfather, he changed this family rule a bit, so that every host must hold a golden wheel treasure business battle for his heirs!"
"Huh? Why..." Dulin was taken aback, and then suddenly realized: "Oh! Grandpa's strategy is more powerful than that of Grandpa Zeng! Once the emperor and the courtier, the guy who obeys the grandpa may not necessarily respect the body. You are your successor. So by reshuffling the business world through the Jinlunbao business war, you can not only give those low-level merchants who have been crushed to death for thousands of years, have a chance to turn around! Let the consortiums that have been competing with each other but have always been able to take the other side have the opportunity to annex each other! In this way, no matter the scale is large or small, all businessmen will be grateful to the host who held the Jinlunbao business war. It will establish a very reliable cooperative relationship with the new host! This is the same reason that the founding emperor was afraid that the prince would be suppressed, so he would kill the hero!"
"Haha! Good son!" Duclaw clapped in ecstasy, "As expected of my Duclaw's good son! Your savvy is quite good! When your grandfather pointed me like this, I thought about it for a long time before I realized it. It’s a powerful relationship!" He threw the jade peanuts high and caught it with his mouth: "So this Jinlunbao business war, although I was instructed to convene it. But the signature on the invitation, it says nothing. It's your name alone!"
"But the smelly old man..." Dulin stroked the scabbard: "The little master only likes to fight the world, and doesn't want to be the host of this ghostly black market at all!" He suddenly showed a wretched smirk: "I'm afraid you are still Isn’t it diminishing? Why don’t you find another woman with a good pedigree and give birth to more younger brothers and sisters..."
"Shut up!" The amiable father standing in front of Dulin's eyes suddenly burst into a terrifying light!
"Snapped!!"
In the next moment, a fierce pain came from Dusquan's cheek, and he was stunned by his father's fierce slap in the face.
One Claw stared at Monoscaly with a complicated expression. He looked at his palm with regret, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and then said in a bitter and dry voice: "I only like your mother in this world... My heart can beat when your mother is here. After your mother is dead, this heart will never jump again." His eyes were as empty as if they were covered in ice and snow: "Your father, my thing , In this world, I can only be tough on your mother! Your mother died, this thing will die with it..."
The claw lowered his head lonely, and the withered figure seemed even weaker. The emperor of the gods and ghosts in the black market, who is also a pivotal figure in the entire spiritual world, now looks so desolate and desolate, and even many ordinary old people seem to have more vitality than him.
"Father..." The single-scaled eagle-like eyes showed a look of repentance for the first time. He knelt in front of Duclaw with a puff: "Father, I don't know if you still think of my mother. What I just said was too bad. , You hit me a few times to relieve your anger!"
One paw raised its slap and aimed at the guilt-filled cheek of Monosca. He held it back several times, and finally fell gently on his shoulder: "Oh...you have been outside for a few years, and you must also know that we are in the world. What a messy reputation we have in our eyes! The evil karma that we exclusively carry... is not unimportant! But before the blue lotus blooms, our exclusive generations of descendants must bear these heinous sins and protect this place! Lin'er...in God The ancestors of the ghost black market have sacrificed their conscience, and you are absolutely not qualified to refuse our exclusive mission!"
"I...understand!!" Monoscaly seemed to be shrouded in a thick gloom, and there was the turbidity and blazing in his eyes that were extremely similar to his father. Like the sunset on the battlefield shining on countless dead bodies...
"Do you think it’s happier to be a maggot? Dad knows that it’s not easy in your heart now... In fact, Dad, your grandfather, your great grandfather, all our exclusive ancestors, took over the black market of ghosts and ghosts from the previous generation. , It used to be like you now feels that life is better than death. We all came here like this..."
"This is simply a curse!" Monolin seemed to be going crazy: "Is there no way to make that blue lotus faster?!"
Duclaw smiled bitterly and shook his head: "There must be a way...but our ancestors have never found it with such a huge wealth and power." There was a trace in his eyes, rather than desperate hope and encouragement. To his son: "Maybe you can find it, and then you can do what you want freely! Our exclusive descendants, Bandai, will also be free from this cycle of destiny!" (End of this chapter)