Chapter 653： Some requirements are not for casual children.

The banquet hall gradually became turbulent because of Cyril's words. The silk that had just risen in their hearts seemed to be the dust that was blown away by the wind, and the face re-emerged with a proud and proud smile.

Yeah, why do they give money to those humble and bad guys? Those are just locusts in the city of chaos.

Although Luna wraps those guys with a sad and moving story, but what is the nature of them, what do the lives and deaths of stray children who curs them all day behind, even with their ideas, have something to do with them?

Cyril listened to the words and eyes that he agreed with, and the smile on his face became more and more proud.

The class is insurmountable. In the city of chaos, these businessmen in the banquet hall are now the highest class.

They stand here and their children receive the best education in the chaotic school.

After they graduate, some will become glory knights and magicians, more will inherit the family, continue to maintain their noble status, and the superior class.

Cyril is the representative of this class. From the beginning of sensibility, he knows that his life is destined to be completely different from ordinary people. It is an insurmountable boundary.

And those humble and inferior street children, why do they study in the same school with their aristocratic sons, and why do they get the opportunity to leave that class?

If they have become knights and magicians, who will continue to work for them, and how to highlight the identity of their nobles sitting in the luxury carriage.

Although the guys who are squatting in the streets seem unpleasant, the eyes that are so envious are not the easiest way to get pleasure.

Cyril knew what the merchants were thinking, because he thought so.

Therefore, he knew that he had said the right words on the right occasion, successfully focused the attention of the audience on his own body and pulled back a city on the body of Gloria.

This is the voice of these businessmen.

"If the businessman only thinks about how to make money, and does not think about giving back to the city of chaos, what is the use of raising them?" Michael did not know when he had stood up and held the railing of the VIP seat with no expression.

Jeffrey's lips moved, still did not speak, watching Cyril's eyes are already cold.

"In the mind of this guy, how did he become the heir to the Morton family? In contrast, the Miss Coralia is more savvy and may become a good opponent in the future." Looking at Cyril, the smile shook his head with some sarcasm, his eyes fell on a blue dress, and he looked a little sharp, like a cheetah who found the prey.

Luna looked at Cyril and looked at the face with a mocking smile, and suddenly there was a chill in her heart.

She envisioned many endings, but when these seemingly polite merchants tore off the disguise, she still shuddered and didn't even know how to deal with it.

"Bad! You are nonsense! They are not dross! They are my little friends! They are very smart!"

Amy stood in front of Luna with her open arms and looked at Cyril seriously and seriously. There were already two small flames and ice flames in the palm of her hand.

"Oh, little friend?" Cyril looked at Amy. This little devil was as disgusting as his aunt. He sneered and said: "So, have you ever been wandering on the streets? Have you accepted the charity of others? So, you Will the uncultivated mouth shut up the bad guys and take out the fireball to show off? Is your father a coward chef who only cooks?"

Some guests gave a laugh. Although McGonagall showed great potential and possible background, there is still a big gap compared with Cyril. It is not difficult to choose who to choose between. problem.

"Are you laughing at my father?" Amy looked up and asked with a serious expression.

"Jokes? Maybe it is." Cyril shrugged and his face smiled more and more.

"So... you can go to death." Amy raised her hand, and the red flame and the blue ice flame in the palm of the hand instantly skyrocketed. The hot temperature and the extreme ice came at the same time, and the surrounding guests subconsciously retreated.

"Protect the young Master Cyril!" The guard who was responsible for the defense of the dinner was shocked and had already rushed in this direction.

Cyril was also shocked. He subconsciously stepped back two steps. Looking at the jumping flame and the ice flame, he calmed down again and sneered: "I am standing here, you hit me!"

His voice just fell, a lotus flower with a combination of ice flame and flame has already flew toward him, and a flash appeared in front of him.

Cyril's pupils were magnified. It was a lotus flower carved like a craftsman, but the horror energy contained in it made him feel desperate.

The guards of the banquet were not far away, but these knights could not stand in front of him before the lotus fell on him.

And Camilla, who has the strength to save him, is standing next to the black cat with a smile. Michael City has both hands on the railing and has no intention of shooting.

The faces of the guests were shocked and flustered. Cyril vacated a large space directly behind him. No one can believe that such a scene would appear on the Aden Chamber of Commerce’s mid-year party.

If Cyril is dead, how do you end today?

The thoughts of countless people flashed at the same time, an unimaginable result.

At this moment, the footprint of a black and shiny leather shoe was printed on Cyril's ass. The Silil in the same place flew out like a cannonball, and his face rubbed against the smooth and flat floor. A few meters away, the face brake stopped.

The speed of the ice lotus suddenly dropped a few points, and then exploded on the side of the Cyril.

The luxurious red-green robes turned into gorgeous debris, revealing a gray-black ass, and a shameful mourning.

"Master Cyril, some requests can't be mentioned to the children casually. My family is so embarrassed. If you say that she is going to beat you, then she will definitely not refuse. You will teach bad children." The side kicked the foot and reached out to Amy to block the picture of some spicy eyes. Looking at the grief-stricken cynics, the Cyril who put the cloth on him, shook his head and said: "And, one's upbringing is not Because of the class and the money or not, it is like a mouthful of trash, just to judge a group of people with dregs, but because of a child's bad guys, the training is really amazing."

"I will donate one-tenth of the ice cream shop to the Luna teacher's foundation. What she did is the real education." McGonagall's eyes swept through the audience and said calmly.

“I will also donate one-tenth of the indigo clothing store to the Luna teacher’s foundation as a special fund for children’s clothes.” At this moment, Gloria took a step forward and looked at McGonagall. Say loudly.