Chapter 511

When she got off the Rolls Royce, Yang Qiu saw the rows of cars parked at the gate of the huge manor.

This time, he was obviously not only invited to the banquet, but many people.

Many of these license plates are known to Yang Qiu. They are big names in Vancouver. Unexpectedly, ten members of the municipal government came, including Enzo Brett's car.

It has to be said that Yang Qiu dressed up very grandly, especially with dekula's style, which is really a bit aristocratic. However, his figure is slightly shorter than that of Westerners, and he is even weaker because of his emaciation.

However, an oriental face, which appeared at the aristocratic banquet full of Western faces, still attracted the attention of many people.

When entering the door, the servants of aslon's family naturally could not make trouble or roll their eyes at him. After all, it was an extremely impolite thing, so Yang Qiu took Dracula and Satan directly to the lawn behind the manor.

The aslon family manor is not so much a manor as a castle. This huge white building has a Victorian style. Although it was not built hundreds of years ago, even if it is placed in Europe, it is very magnificent.

An earl obviously doesn't enjoy this treatment.

When walking through the huge corridor of the castle, Yang Qiu looked around. The interior was luxurious, and the exterior was just a huge green lawn before and after that, which was very expensive.

This kind of lawn is a kind of variety that can keep green all year round. The price is very expensive. Don't mention it in front of the manor. White marble paves the road, a huge circular landscape garden in the middle of the main gate, and fountains are more than ten meters high.

The huge parking lot is almost hundreds of bodyguards in black, one by one very strong.

Behind the castle is the venue for today's banquet. Further, there is a golf course, a racecourse and three helipads.

The Earl of aslon was obviously a very enjoyable person. He even dug out a huge lake on his fief, which is said to lead in the sea water, and even directly take a yacht to sea from here.

For ordinary rich people, even the so-called rich can't imagine the life owned by the aristocracy. After all, there are still great differences between the rich and the aristocracy, but having the title of aristocracy represents another meaning, that is, nobility.

Yang Qiu has a dark sigh.

It can't be said that people are more popular than people. At least Yang Qiu thinks that in Vancouver, aristocrats like the aslon family can't be provoked by ordinary people.

At least, he was a feudal aristocrat and once a governor of Canada.

De Kula is not an ordinary person. In his eyes, aslon's behavior is not an aristocrat at all, but an upstart. In front of the aristocrat's ancestors, aslon's castles and stadiums are nothing at all.

Many people came to the banquet of count aslon today. When Yang Qiu went in, he didn't even meet Enzo Brett. He had never seen more than half of them.

It was Yang Qiu's appearance that attracted some people's attention. It was just that seeing dekula's style and bearing, it forcibly deterred some people who wanted to come forward to say hello.

Aslon really attached great importance to the banquet. Even the waiters were British, wearing wigs, court tuxedos and speaking the most pure London accent english.

The venue of the banquet is this huge lawn, surrounded by snow-white sunshades, two rows of neat buffet tables, and even tableware, knives and forks are made of pure gold. They even look a little old, rather than the brand-new tableware.

This fully illustrates the details of the count.

At this time, Enzo Brett finally came out from one side. When he saw Yang Qiu, two embarrassed words flashed in his eyes:

"Dear Yang, don't blame me. I was...!"

Yang Qiu interrupted Enzo with a smile and said faintly:

"Won't you introduce me to someone you know?"

Enzo nodded immediately, then gathered around Yang Qiu and whispered quickly:

"I'm sorry, Yang Qiu. I'm not trying to hide that count Sloan will invite me. Tonight, it seems that this old guy doesn't have a good purpose for you."

Yang Qiu smiled but said nothing. Enzo whispered to Yang Qiu about some people at the party while continuing to whisper:

"I have a top secret message. It is said that a person came from England and then this aslon held the party. If I'm not wrong, he should hold the party specially for you! Yang, did you do anything in England? "

Yang Qiu's heart couldn't help jumping.

What did you do in England?

Yes!

That bet!

Is it the rose cross?

What else does this count of aslon have to do with the rose cross?

Impossible. How can Satan's arrangement be flawed?

You can't be caught cheating if you participate in that gambling game. Who will trouble you?

While Yang Qiu was meditating, the host of today's banquet, the hegemonic master, the count of aslon, finally appeared.

This is an old guy in his eighties. He has white hair and wrinkles on his face, but he looks energetic. He doesn't look like an old guy in his seventies and eighties at all.

The Earl of aslon was wearing a dress unique to European nobles, which was very grand. He also held a walking stick similar to a scepter in his hand. Obviously, it was the scepter of his family.

The old guy's eyes are bright, his voice is loud, and his behavior has a noble temperament like spring breeze. He really deserves to be a traditional aristocrat.

Yang Qiu's eyes fell on the man behind count aslon for the first time.

He and Dracula, Satan quietly exchanged a look, and then immediately restored calm.

It's weird.

Behind count aslon was a huge man of incomparably large and strong stature, dark skin, cold face, and even a little bigger than strongen.

The strong man was wearing a black leather coat, which was tight, making his figure more like a thick stone wall.

Yang Qiu's nose suddenly sour.

He remembered Leng Aoxue, who was also dressed in black leather.

Her rebirth is entirely the reason why she left that drop of Phoenix blood.

Just when Yang Qiu was absent-minded, the count of aslon came directly to Yang Qiu in the midst of a warm and respectful greeting.

Dekula exuded this extremely noble momentum all over her body, with a graceful and noble smile on her face. She just nodded to count aslon, then turned her head and bowed deeply to Yang Qiu:

"Here comes the count of aslon, boss!"

Yang Qiu quickly regained his mind and gave a sound in his mouth. Seeing this expression in everyone's eyes, it immediately made everyone's heart jump.

Yang Qiu is deliberately neglecting count aslon.