Chapter 113： Declare! Kidnapped!

Chapter 113 Announcement! Kidnapped!

Gallery.

"Dad! Look!"

Rebecca exclaimed.

She pulled her father, Viscount Pompeii, to a painting.

"Keep your voice down, Rebecca, don't make a fuss, where did your etiquette go?"

Viscount Pompeii looked helpless.

"Understood Dad...Look at this painting!"

Under Rebecca's urging, Viscount Pompeii looked up, and his expression froze for a second.

This large-scale painting, exquisitely framed, was hung at the end of this aisle.

The battlefield depicted above is quite realistic, with gunfire and dust under a gloomy sky. But the young soldier in the center of the picture turned his back on his companions and turned to flee.

The appearance of this young deserter is very familiar to the Viscount Pompeii, and he is his adopted son Vigari.

"Vigre..."Desert"..."

After Viscount Pompeii saw this painting, he instantly understood the cause and effect.

"It turns out that he has been deceiving me since a long time ago."

He murmured, but he didn't have any hatred, instead he only felt lonely and disappointed.

"Oh Sun, this is... Vigari!"

Madame Pompey also came over and exclaimed after seeing the painting.

The Viscount was not in the mood to remind his wife to lower the volume. He calmed down and frowned slightly.

"Who painted this work? How did he know the truth...?"

"Dad, the artist of this painting is called 'Beckman', which seems to be the name of the owner of this gallery."

Rebecca noticed the signature in the lower right corner of the painting and sounded a reminder.

Viscount Pompeii nodded.

"I want to ask Mr. Beckman something, you are waiting for me here."

"Oh Pompey, I'll go with you."

Mrs. Pompey said.

"I also need to go!"

Rebecca held her father's arm.

Viscount Pompeii nodded, and walked back with his wife and daughter.

Passing by some guests who stopped to admire the painting, he suddenly heard exclamations.

"Oh my sun! This is... this is my dead husband White! He actually cheated on me and had an affair with the maid at home?!"

A noble lady covered her face, very excited.

On the oil painting in front of her, there are two naked men and women playing on the bed. The name of the corner of the oil painting is "White and the Maid".

But she is not an exception.

Other guests also had a similar situation. They saw familiar faces from the oil paintings, whether they were relatives or lovers, or friends and girlfriends. But these familiar faces appear unfamiliar in the paintings, because the contents of the paintings are secrets that they have never known.

At the other end of the gallery, the tall and round Noah stood in front of a painting.

Others were unwilling to approach him, only Floyd stood quietly by the side. She faintly heard Noah's low sobs, and those two heart-touching words:

"elder brother…"

On the painting in front of Noah, he was sleeping soundly when he was a child, a boy with normal build, even thinner. A beautiful girl was sitting in front of his bed, watching him silently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyes loving.

But the title of the corner of the oil painting is "Brother".

If Chen Lun was here, he would be able to recognize the girl in the painting as the "Silver Witch" Rosa.

"Beckman! I need you to give us an explanation!"

An angry male voice sounded.

Everyone looked at it one after another, only to see a middle-aged man holding an oil painting and striding towards the door.

"It's Viscount Picot. He just discovered a painting of his wife cheating."

"Oh, no wonder he's so annoyed..."

Things have begun to ferment, and many distinguished guests have discovered the clues. This art exhibition may not be as simple as imagined...even a little weird.

Boom!

The door of the gallery suddenly closed.

Everyone was startled when they heard the loud noise.

Holding the oil painting, Viscount Picot, who was about to ask Beckman for an explanation, stopped suddenly. He didn't know what he saw, and his face was terrified.

Papapapa...

During a period of silence, sudden applause rang out.

Everyone cast their gazes, only to see a middle-aged man in a tuxedo walking out from behind a pillar near the door.

"Beautiful job, Sir Oil Painter, you are really a great contributor to the organization."

He walked slowly to Beckman, who smiled and did not respond.

The two stood opposite Viscount Picot, who took two steps back vigilantly.

"who are you?"

He questioned, then turned to look at Beckman.

"Mr. Beckman! What do you mean?!"

"What do you mean...? Haha!"

The mysterious tuxedo laughed a few times, then his expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"I am here to solemnly inform everyone—you have been kidnapped!"

"Kidnapping?!"

"Oh! The sun is up!"

"You bastard! Do you know what you're doing?!"

Immediately, the guests discussed and exclaimed incessantly.

The ladies huddled together in fear, the men showed angry faces, and even a few stood up and cursed directly. They prided themselves on their identities, no one in this inner city would dare to kidnap them, and there were no such daring robbers.

"Damn bastard! I warn you immediately! Immediately! Open the gate!"

Baron Matthew blushed and scolded as he walked forward.

The man in the tuxedo looked at him expressionlessly.

next moment-

A cold light flashed across!

Baron Matthew's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened, he took two steps forward, and then fell to the ground in two pieces.

An old man in a costume appeared behind him at some point, holding a **** short knife. He turned around and looked around, his cold eyes made everyone explode.

"Ahhh!"

"No! It's not true!"

"Oh Sun! Sun save us!"

Whizzing!

A few more men and women in costumes came out from the darkness. They rushed into the crowd, each holding a dagger, threatening and controlling the crowd.

"Be quiet, it's too loud."

said the man in the tuxedo.

The next second, all the voices present seemed to have pressed the silence button, falling into dead silence.

Everyone was horrified to find that no matter how much they shouted, they couldn't make any sound.

The tuxedo walked up to the crowd lightly, spread his hands and smiled.

"Everyone, now let me tell you about our requirements... Those who can meet the requirements will live, and those who cannot meet them will die."

He paused and glanced at the guests.

"Simple, isn't it?"

After everyone digested his words, the tuxedo continued:

"People are noble and humble, and you are all noble, so the price should match your nobility...Of course, I will set the price according to each of you, um, just like buying cheese.

But what you need to buy is your own life. "

Everyone was shocked and angry, but they dared not rise up to resist. Men and women in costumes standing around were pointing cold knives at them.

In the crowd, Countess Bradley and Councilor Lawson stared at Beckman behind the tuxedo. They never imagined that they were deceived by this man.

The other party actually cooperated with these extremists to plan such a shocking case.

Many big figures in the inner city were kidnapped together, and they suffered such unfair treatment, which is quite bad and serious.

The Pompeii family was also deeply involved. Although they were nervous, they did not panic... After all, they experienced a life-and-death disaster not long ago, which made them calm down faster.

Noah was in the corner, his fists clenched tightly. This scene reminded him of his childhood memories. It was the same persecution, and it was also powerless to resist. The only difference was that no one stood in front of him this time.

Floy stood behind Noah, the other's huge body, almost like a high wall, completely covered her figure.

"Where is he...? Hope he doesn't come back now."

Floy thought.

In a perspective invisible to everyone, Beckman standing at the door stood quietly with a smile on his face.

Under his feet, blood quietly oozes out.

Thank you beautiful woman—

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