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The first thousand one hundred and eighty-two chapters

There are many famous manors around Berlin, covering a large and small area, and the owners are all well-known figures in various countries.

Among these manors, there are eight most famous ones, known as the "Eight Great Bundesligas in Berlin".

Robert Manor is one.

At this time, in Robert's manor, an old man in his sixties was sitting in front of the castle, staring at the distant mountains with deep eyes.

Looking around the manor, you can see wide roads and various buildings. There are green mountains in the distance and blue lakes in the near distance. The walls of the manor are even further away.

If it weren't for such a luxurious manor, the old man staring into the distance would have given those old men who drink tea, chat and play chess, it would be boring and slim and funny.

However, at this moment, there were more than a dozen girls kneeling in front of him. The girl was holding a plate in her hands, and there was all kinds of food in the plate.

Some of these girls' faces were covered with sweat, but they still didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the old man who was thinking, and even if his hands were already shaking, they would not dare to put down the plate.

"Da da!"

A sound of footsteps came over.

"Mr. Prasius, time is up." A young man came, with a very tall figure, thin and firm face, his narrow eyes were full of harshness, and there was no unnecessary movement except for his mouth to move.

This is Slake Prasius, known as "Pluto" in the Skeleton Society, only appears when major events occur. Just like the current Seven-Star Deacon campaign, in most cases, his orders are conveyed or executed by Slake, so Slake has a very high prestige in the Skeleton Society.

The members of the ministry are very stances that they "only know the Pope but not the Prasius."

And half of the reason why everyone's awe of Prasius is the viciousness and viciousness of a Slark!

Prasius came to his senses: "Is the time here? Who is here?"

"Six Seven Star Deacons came, namely Adam, Poseidon, Erebos, Assassination, Old Man of the Nether and Lara, three Arbitration came, Loravia, Mysterious Man and Louis XVII."

Prasius smiled loudly: "These people really like to join in the fun."

After saying that, he slowly stood up, turned around and walked into the room, with a hint of coldness added to his peaceful eyes: "Let's go, let's meet this little monkey who has turned Britain upside down!"

It was not until the two of them entered the room that the dozen or so girls kneeling on the ground slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Play!"

A girl shook her arm when she put down the plate and the plate fell to the ground.

The girls' bodies stiffened, their faces turned pale in an instant, and they looked towards the room together.

After waiting for two minutes, I didn't hear any sounds coming from inside. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the girl who was throwing the plate.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." The girl's tears fell down.

"Okay, OK, hurry up and clean up, don't let the adults see it, otherwise we will all die!"

...At the same time, in a train, there was a man sitting opposite Eripus. The man was round and fat, smiling like a good old man. However, if you look closely, you can see that there was a layer of skin around his neck and his face was also disguised.

Get up.

This is also the arbitration of the Skeleton Society, with the title Louis XVII.

"Have you figured out the candidates for the two sides' competition?" Louis XVII asked. Eripus nodded and said, "Chu Xiu's side is Lun and Ye Xuandao from the Xiaoyao Martial Arts Hall, both have the strength of the second level of the sect realm. Shurmi, the subordinate of the former God of War Association, is a high-level level of the sect realm, and a Chinese woman named Yue Ruhua, and there are also three.

High-level strength..."

Louis XVII frowned slightly.

"The Flame Club has not appeared before we came down, but according to reliable sources, they hired the mercenary, Snow Leopard King Fudobia."

"King of Snow Leopard? He used to kill the 'Non-Returned Bird'?" Louis XVII frowned. "That's right." The Non-Returned Bird was one of the arbitrations. Although it was only the last one of the arbitrations, it was strong and powerful. But because he offended this person, he was finally killed at home, and the one who was buried with him was still the second.

More than a dozen experts with names and surnames.

Louis XVII looked solemn: "What is his strength?"

"Three years ago, it was the top level of the third level of the sect realm, and now it is probably even more powerful."

"So that's the end of Chu Xiu's side?" Louis XVII snorted, "It's a waste that I'm here to come to see the show."

"Others may be able to win the flames of Fudobia's battle," said Erebos.

Louis XVII still had a harmless smile on his face, but his eyes were completely cold.

...

"Lord Rollavia, this is the message that has just been sent, and the participants from the Flame Society have also appeared." In another train, Poseidon, wrapped in black square cloth, showed a computer interface to the people opposite him.

The man opposite was also covered in square cloth, but it was just blue.

"Fudobia, I didn't expect that even he was here." Loravia glanced at him, saw that the other three didn't know each other, and didn't care. Finally, she looked at a little girl and frowned slightly.

This girl is Xueer.

"A child?"

"Sir, don't underestimate this girl." Poseidon laughed, switched the computer interface, and released a scene in front of the Chinese restaurant the day before yesterday.

After reading it, Roravia was obviously stunned, and then laughed: "Chu Xiu probably didn't expect that the girl he saved before would become his opponent. I wonder what his expression would be when he saw this girl."

Poseidon also laughed: "The third level of the sect realm has a higher potential. It seems that the puppet developed by the Flame will finally have its effect."

"In this way, Chu Xiu's chance of winning is even smaller." Lolavia sighed, "It's a pity that I thought there was a good show." "It's not surprising. Although Bruce was seriously injured, he was not stupid. He couldn't give us a chance to watch the fun. If he couldn't stop Chu Xiu from being promoted to the Seven-Star Deacon this time, he would only have a headache in the future." Poseidon asked again, "No, no," he asked again.

Zhu Chu Xiu has always liked to win with strange things, and there are many examples of weak defeating strong things. There may not be no chance, right?"

Rollavia shook his head: "It is not difficult to defeat the strong with the weak, but once there is a cross-level battle, there will be no suspense. Every level between the sect realm is the sky. Besides..." His eyes fell on the man who could not name the other name on the screen: "That little girl is the trump card of the Lieyan Society, and Bruce's trump card should be among these three people. This person is Chu Xiu's real opponent! Of course, if
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