Chapter 82

Ninety nine palm Avenue, port Toulon.

There was a storm outside, and the house was peaceful and peaceful. Spacious and luxurious bedroom, two thin wax candle light flame shaking, small candle light on the bedroom dim, so that the air in a wisp of fragrance more ambiguous.

On the wide four poster bed and among the brocades, chahir von Schiller was sleeping soundly.

Next to him, tall and beautiful, with green hair and green eyes, saubauer leaned against the head of the bed with a thin, spiced lady's cigar in his red lips.

He gently exhaled a long wisp of smoke and crushed the cigar in the crystal ashtray on the bedside table. Saubauer touched chahill's untidy blonde hair and sighed contentedly.

"Oh, my dear, you are a lovely little elk." Saubauer chuckled as his slender fingers mischievously crossed chahill's neat little beard.

As a little-known tap dancer, she has no connections, no background and no backstage. Every time she performs, she can only mix with a large group of actors and become the background board of the leading actress of the troupe. She once felt hopeless about her future.

When he was a hundred years old, he could only earn a small amount of money as an actor.

Such income can only make a living.

In addition to some necessary expenses on cosmetics and clothing, Xiubo could not even save a copper fountain Su at the end of a year's hard work.

In this way, when she was old and old, she could not imagine what a miserable life would be waiting for her in port Toulon, a city full of copper, snobbery and reality.

Zahir von Schiller, the editor in chief of the port Tulun post, is a noble from the imperial capital. He is a brilliant young man. Like a ray of sunshine in the dark, he lights up Xiubo's life.

He was young, rich, talented and affectionate, especially with no family to drag him down. He completely regarded Xiubo as his only lover, and even left his own small Treasury to Xiubo.

"Oh, my dear, you are a lovely, naughty, strong little elk Do you know how much my sisters envy me Xiubo looked down at chahill, who was in a deep sleep. She was so easy to control herself that she didn't laugh out loud.

"What a charming little girl Don't let those bitches, especially those ballet bitches, come near you Saubauer took a deep breath, then held his breath, walked out of the bed, dressed in soft velvet slippers, and picked up a cowhide briefcase on the bedside table.

She opened her mouth, opened and closed her lips, and sang a happy tune in silence. She followed the steps of "those ballerinas" in her mouth, padded her toes like a wind across the bedroom and came to an oil painting in the corner.

Holding down the frame of the painting with both hands, the painting slid aside a few feet, revealing the heavy alloy door of shandun safe which was inlaid on the wall.

Saubauer looked to the left and right, then carefully turned the password disk, very careful, as far as possible not to make any movement, opened the safe door.

In the safe three feet square, piles of brand-new gold mark notes are stacked neatly. Under the dim candle light, the bronze banknotes give people a heavy and heavy feeling.

Xiu Boer was fascinated by the money, and a blue muscle in his eyebrow was beating violently.

Every time she sees these "little cute" in the safe, she can't help but accelerate her blood flow, and she feels dizzy and happy.

Zahir, her little heart, her little baby, the master of her destiny, is so capable.

She and chahill together for only a little more than a year, she personally put piles of money into the original empty safe, day by day watching the safe filled with money and all kinds of valuables.

But Compared with the things to be put into the safe today, these bills, gems, pearls and so on are nothing.

Gently open the briefcase, xiuboer took out a huge brown paper envelope.

In the envelope was a share deed with several big seals.

She, saubauer, is the beneficiary of this share deed. By virtue of this deed, she owns half a share of the cobra chamber of Commerce of the Kaban chamber of Commerce in port Tulun.

0.5% of the shares, very small, and even have no say in the general meeting of shareholders.

However, the "spider hunting" Chamber of Commerce of the Kaban chamber of Commerce sells millions of slaves every year. As far as Sauper knows, the average net profit of a slave is more than 20 gold marks, and the profits of some high-end slaves are skyrocketing.

This is only half a point of shares, enough to bring shupper a profit of tens of thousands of gold marks every year.

"What a lovely baby Why are you so capable? " Xiubol was very intoxicated at the thin but high value contract in his hand.

In recent days, the undercurrent in port Tulun has been turbulent and changeable. Everyone is worried and has a sense of fear that a great disaster is about to come.But at the moment, the only happiness and sweetness in Xiubo's heart is endless happiness and sweetness.

No matter how chahill got on line with the spider hunting chamber of Commerce, no matter how he acquired the shares of this half point, chahill put the shares of this half point under the name of Sauper!

This represents chahill's love for sauball, his trust in her, and his and her happy future.

In medland, any family with a profit of tens of thousands of gold marks a year is enough to live a very luxurious life.

"Great, my little elk, oh, great moo, my little elk, it's wonderful!"

She stood in front of the safe for half an hour. Then she sighed contentedly. She put the contract back in the brown paper envelope. Carefully, she put the envelope into the safety box and placed it on the top of the pile of bronze banknotes.

"Click"!

Saubauer was about to close the safe door when the French window from the bedroom to the terrace rang.

Chahill, who was lying on the bed in all directions, suddenly woke up. He jumped to his feet and grabbed his hands on the bedside table. His left hand held a double barrel flint firearm, and his right hand grasped a slender, sharp stabbing sword.

"Zahir!" Shupper was shocked by the sudden movement. She looked at chahill, who was suddenly shocked, and screamed hysterically.

The French windows were violently pushed open, and the strong wind roared in, blowing the thick velvet shading curtain and the light gauze curtain high and high.

A tall, thin figure rushed in from the terrace.

The outside world flashed and thundered, and the thunder rolled through the sky one after another. The huge thunder made the crystal ware in the bedroom "buzzing".

"Boom, boom" two shots, chahill did not hesitate to pull the trigger toward the intruder.

A very thin cold light flashed by. Two large caliber lead bullets were still far away from the intruder. They were split into more than ten pieces by the cold light. The fragments fell on the heavy cashmere carpet weakly without making any sound.

The sound of thunder drowned out the sound of guns.

Zahir wielded his sword, and his shoulder blades lit up, reddened, and glowed with a faint flame, and then a large area of Mars was sprayed out, forming a pair of feet wide wings behind him.

A strange, primitive and wild pressure was released from Zahir. He roared, with a heat wave, and his right hand stabbing sword shook rapidly. It turned into an arc light band with palm width and chopped at the invaders.

In chahill's hands, the sharp and thin stabbing sword became more powerful than the two handed horse chopping sword.

The body of the invading figure suddenly becomes translucent, and his breath and his voice disappear in this instant.

Even Zahir, like a headless fly, lost control of his target in this instant. He could only vaguely see the shadow of the other party flickering and shaking in front of him, but he completely lost the concept of where the other party's body was and how far away he was from himself.

The intruder, like a phantom, broke into chahill's arms in silence.

Boom!

A specially made short barrel, single barrel, large caliber firearm made a loud noise, and the muzzle of the gun was almost excited by chushier's forehead. A special cemented carbide projectile spun out, and chahill's head exploded and his body flew back high.

Saubauer was staring at chahill, whose head was racing blood and flying backward. He put his hands on his chest and screamed hysterically.

The wind and rain roar down, thunder and lightning rule the world.

The sound of gunshots and calls were all washed away by the heavy rain.

On the road from old pier two to palm Avenue, Joe's half body was sticking out of the carriage window, leaving himself wet by the storm.

"Come on, uncle tooth, hurry up Damn palm street. I have a feud with it. I declare that I have a grudge against it. Don't let me find a chance in the future, or I will tear down all the houses on palm street

Just in warehouse No. 9, Joe was in full swing. He wanted to enjoy the legendary purification ceremony of the Golden Oak church and see how Archbishop Laurent purified heresy.

As a result, when Archbishop Laurent was still preparing all kinds of magic tools, someone from Caban's manor sent information.

It was chahir von Schiller, the editor in chief of the port TURUN post, who asked him to help cover up the heresies. And the grimace shopkeeper immediately told Joe that for more than a year, chahill had spent the night at 99 palm street.

Once again, the strength of the sparrow Gang is undoubtedly demonstrated, because an orphan adopted by the grimace shopkeeper at that time is now a small servant at No. 99 palm tree street, who is specially responsible for taking care of the boiler water room at night.

The Duke of Roth only lightly pointed at Joe. Joe, who was about to watch the excitement, set out again with a large group of people to arrest chahill at No. 99, palm tree street.

Because of the heresy involved, Archbishop Laurent also appointed several high-ranking priests to accompany them.With the heavy rain, Joe finally came to palm street for the third time in just two days.

"97, 98..." Joe murmured the house numbers by the road, and suddenly, in the midst of the storm and thunder, he heard two shots.

"Watch out! Be on guard Joe raised his voice and roared.

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