In these few minutes, the relatives of the Navia family also learned that Maximilian had chosen the Anfen family as his agent. The hall immediately became gloomy, and despair enveloped the entire house.
It's not that bad, right? Gu Hanhan felt that the ability of the Navia family to withstand attacks was a bit poor, so he whispered to Rossi, at least the handsome marshal hasn't directly challenged them yet, right?
However, this muttering was heard by a libertine from the Navia family next to him, so he, who was half drunk, interrupted and said: What could be worse? This kind lady, do you know what the relationship between the Anfen family and us is Navia?
what relationship?
Three hundred years ago, it was precisely because the Naweiya family chopped off its last thigh that the Anfen family, the huge East Dan energy giant, completely sat on the ground. By tearing and swallowing the fat from this immobile giant, the Seven Sisters of Dongdan are what they are today. The libertine's voice was shrill and his strong sarcastic tone could be heard throughout the room. Now three hundred years later, they finally found the opportunity to come back with revenge.
As a result, the whole room took on a tone of madness and destruction.
Gu Hanhan was frightened by the sights coming from all directions. She grabbed Anthony's hand involuntarily and tried in vain to comfort the prodigal, saying: Don't be too pessimistic. The great thing is to return Dongdan to others. Even if someone retaliates, it won't be fatal! It's better than being snatched away by someone. Although life is a bit bitter, it is not the worst as long as life is still alive.
What a naive little girl, as kind as an angel. She doesn’t know that living is not just living. It’s better to die if you lose some things... The libertine walked away with a smile, grabbed the pot-bellied wine pot from the servant, and poured it into the pot. He took a big sip, and dark red wine flowed out from the corners of his mouth, like blood.
Is he saying that I have low style and no class? Gu Hanhan blinked and turned around to look at Anthony. He felt that his good intentions were being misunderstood, and he became dissatisfied on the spot. Pretending to be in Hamlet's stage accent at a 45-degree angle is really low-key, right? Also, what’s wrong with the fact that the most important thing for a person is life? If you have the ability, let me see if he dies? Isn’t justice and dignity more precious than life? Their life of using their hard-earned savings to disrupt market order and exploit working people with a few stinky money to fund terrorists to carry out assassinations, and then pretend to be artists to seduce ignorant girls, really doesn't seem to have anything to do with justice and dignity. If I hadn't seen them in trouble today, I would have had to argue with them about who was the low-class one!
Anthony patted Gu Hanhan's head: Let's go back to the room and wait. There is nothing to see here.
The three people walked up the large corner staircase on the side, bypassing the relatives and shareholders of the Navia family who were obviously in a bad state of mind. Holding on to the handrail of the stairs and looking down, he saw Navia sitting motionless with his eyes on his background. Gu Hanhan said to Anthony very uncomprehensively: It happened three hundred years ago. It's not like making a movie. How can it be so? A big grudge can last until now. Let alone three hundred years, I may not even remember the fight we had three years ago. Besides, the handsome marshal originally planned to support a local Dongdan family and control Dongdan for him as a lackey thug - is this what you said two days ago, right? That's obvious. Regardless of whether there is a feud or not, any family that is not selected will be suppressed anyway. There is no need to dwell on the grievances between your ancestors and your ancestors. Everyone is doing it for work. Didn’t they themselves go out to compete for jobs? It’s just that no one noticed it.
So there is no need for IOU artists to despair now. The east is not bright and the west is bright. The handsome marshal has no hope and there is still a ready-made Leo Black/Black Stamp there. Quickly wipe your tears and stand up. If you try hard, you might be able to catch Hei/Hei's bus, even though he does look a bit ugly.
Lord Leonid probably would not accept the Dondan family who attended the Mars dinner today. Rossi couldn't help but interject.
Oh... that's what it is - it doesn't matter, you can still try your luck and wait for the next time. I wonder if the emperor will take turns to come to my house next year? It might be our turn after another. What if the handsome guy Marshal or Leo Hei/Hei gets tired of using it and feels uncomfortable and wants to change it to a new one? What if there is a more awesome guy coming to disrupt the situation and be his backer? All in all, people can struggle as long as they are alive.
To put it ten thousand steps back, it doesn’t matter even if you don’t get the chance to turn around until you die. The conspiracy and assassination has been carried out, the thigh has been hugged, and everything that needs to be done has been done. This is called doing everything one can and obeying fate. There is nothing to regret. There's nothing glorious about being a beggar and being a traitor to someone else. There's really no need to do it. It's like his own father is dead. Isn't the IOU artist's father not yet dead?
Just as I was saying this, I heard a scream from the second floor: Oh no! Immediately afterwards, a little nurse with bare legs and a white smock ran out from the corridor on the opposite side of the second floor.
Navia jumped up from the fountain platform where he was sitting in a daze, took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran upstairs with all his strength, crossing several steps at a time. Relatives and shareholders of the Navia family reacted immediately and immediately rushed upstairs in groups. The crowd rushed past Gu Hanhan and the other three, leaving them behind.
No, I have such a crow's mouth? Gu Hanhan opened his mouth, feeling that there was a lot going on in the Navia family tonight.
Rosie picked up the shoe that Gu Hanhan had stepped on, and was about to hold the goddess's little foot with some excitement and trembling. Gu Hanhan took the shoe from his hand as a matter of course, with one leg He stood up and put on his feet, and then expressed his incomprehension: Aren't the Neville family all doomed? Why are you so excited about grabbing the inheritance?
After all, it's not over yet. Rossi smiled bitterly and answered with a different taste. In addition to energy minerals and company equity, there are also unnamed alien assets and private collections.
...Well, IOU’s father really knows how to choose the time to die.
Back in the small living room connected to the guest bedroom, Rossi excused himself to change clothes. He was still wearing the big evening dress he had attended the dinner, and it had a few wrinkles because he came back with Navia, and he hadn't had time to change out yet. . Gu Hanhan and Anthony sat on the sofa in the middle. The maids brought them coffee with sweetened milk and then left silently. Five minutes later, the head maid came in again, her eyes already red.
My father just passed away. She formally informed them of the death and said the funeral was tentatively scheduled for 4pm tomorrow.
Gu Hanhan sighed, and after the head maid left, she said to Anthony: We seem to be getting deeper and deeper into the matter of Dongdan and Neville's family, and the air traffic control is so strict. I don't know when we can get back to the spaceship. ,leave here.
If you want to leave, you can leave tomorrow.
Hey, have you got what you want?
Anthony raised his eyes and smiled at Gu Hanhan. Before he could speak, he heard the door of the room being knocked open with a bang. A figure broke in from the outside. A gust of wind rushed to the opposite side of Anthony and was blocked by the tea table at his feet. Then he suddenly stopped. Because he stood up too quickly, his upper body leaned forward violently due to inertia, and he swayed violently once before he stabilized his momentum.
Gu Hanhan saw clearly this time that it was Navia who came in. He looked worse now than when he came back from the dinner, his coat unbuttoned and his tie pulled off. His cheeks were red, and his eyes were shining with unexplained excitement - yes, this made him look more energetic, but even more abnormal. Gu Hanhan would rather he was as pale and dull as before.
After Navia rushed in and stopped, he didn't speak. He just looked at Anthony with complicated eyes. His lips moved but he couldn't make any sound as if he was aphasic. He looked cowardly and hesitant, very pitiful.
For some reason, the natural maternal instinct hidden deep in Gu Hanhan's heart suddenly burst out before it had time to sprout. She took the initiative to ask: Anderson, did you come here suddenly because you need our help with something? I--
Anthony stopped Gu Hanhan from continuing with a gesture, glanced at Navia casually, and said to him in a calm but extremely nerve-wracking tone, you'd better think carefully before seeing me. What I want is absolute loyalty and never a chance to go back on my word. After saying that, he took the cup of coffee in his hand, pulled Gu Hanhan up from the sofa, and took her hand into the living room inside.
As the door and door frame collided lightly, a soft sound exploded in Navia's ears. All the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He sat down feebly and leaned his back against the tea table, his mind in confusion. It’s chaotic, I want to think, but I can’t.
Rossi changed into clean clothes and returned to the living room. He saw Navia sitting on the floor, so he walked to him and asked: At this time, do you still have time to waste, Anderson?
Navia closed his eyes and waved his hand towards Rossi, saying: Do you still have that kind of cigarette of yours? Give me one.
Rossi took out his cigarettes, took out two, glanced at Navia, put one into his mouth, thought about it again, and lit it for him. Then he lit another one himself.
Two people, one standing with his hands in the pockets of his trousers, the other sitting on the carpet with his head facing up on the tea table, his brows lightly furrowed, his eyes closed, his arms hanging dangling on both sides of his body, silent. Finished a cigarette in silence.
Let's go. Navia spit out the cigarette butt and stood up from the ground with a jump. His decadence and hysteria were gone, and he looked energetic and calm. Wisdom and agility miraculously returned to this young man who had been tortured by pressure and despair for several days.
He straightened the collar of his shirt, fastened the buttons of his dress, and combed his hair with his fingers, and then said to himself and to Rosie: My new life, Anderson Jurgen Navia, begins today. I hope your superpower world isn’t so difficult to get into...
It won't take long for you to feel lucky for today's choice. Compared with what you are about to gain, what you lose is nothing to mention. Rossi said this and personally helped his friend open the door to the living room.
