Chapter 855 Everyone has their own agenda (Part 1, please vote)

Amidst the cheerful music, several clowns dressed in strange shapes were doing their best to perform various funny actions on the stage.

Although it was a bit dark below the stage, through the bright lights on the stage, one could vaguely see a pale young man sitting in the middle of the auditorium below.

It was Prince Reuenthal.

There were several senior officers wearing red capes beside him.

In addition, on their left and right sides were knights in armor.

The rows of knights all sit upright in standard military postures and are neatly arranged. No matter if you look at them vertically or vertically, they are all arranged in straight lines, as if they are chopping with knives and axes.

All of them were expressionless, staring blankly at the performance on the stage, like machines. No matter how ridiculous those people's performances were, they couldn't make them smile at all.

After the clowns performed, I couldn't help but feel scared when I saw their cold appearance. I sighed in my heart: These uncles are too difficult to serve. I don't know if the leader of the group took the wrong medicine to accept this.

A piece of business.

While they were thinking about it, they performed harder on the stage, but at this time they had concerns in their hearts and kept making mistakes.

But no matter what they did, those knights still didn't smile, like puppet machines.

The clowns became even more frightened and managed to survive until the end of the performance. Then they bowed hastily and quickly retreated.

They escaped all the way to the backstage, and then they all let out a sigh of relief as if they had been granted amnesty: This other person had to pay for the performance. But looking at them, they seemed to be planning to kill themselves~!

At this time, His Royal Highness Prince Reuenthar, who was sitting in the middle of the stage, clapped his hands lazily. The officers next to him saw this and clapped hastily.

Following their lead, the remaining knights also applauded.

Everyone behind the stage breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, if this performance is recognized, it will definitely not kill anyone again.

But with the next breath, the applause disappeared in an instant. The whole theater became quiet again, without a single sound. It was as quiet as a tomb.

That situation was extremely strange.

Claudia looked at it, couldn't help but sigh, and then hurriedly motioned to the musician next to her to play the music. At the same time, she also arranged for other people to come on.

Seeing the dozen or so jugglers running onto the stage, Claudia breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at an old man next to her, and said angrily: "Where's that damn white-headed guy?"

?Where did he die and he hasn’t been found yet?”

The old man smiled bitterly and said: "Miss, I have mobilized everyone to look for him together. Don't worry. He may have something temporarily wrong, and maybe he will come back after a while."

What he said was very skillful, and he did not say that he had not found it, he just said that he had mobilized everyone to look for it. In this way, he not only pointed out the current situation, but also highlighted the achievements. Even though Claudia wanted to get angry, but

But I'm also embarrassed.

Sure enough, Claudia hesitated for a moment, then snorted angrily and cursed in a low voice: "That damn guy~! At this critical moment, I don't know where he went.

This man really has nothing to hope for."

Although she cursed fiercely, her eyebrows frowned slightly without realizing it, showing an anxious look.

After all, after getting along with him for a while, she also knew that that dead white-headed guy was definitely not an ignorant person. If he suddenly couldn't find him, something must have happened.

She hesitated for a moment, and became more and more cheerful when she heard the music outside. She knew that the performance was almost approaching the final part. In a short time, it would definitely be over. At this time, the end must be arranged.

For actors who are going to perform on stage, let them put on makeup, pick up props, and make all preparations.

So, Aunt Claudia shook her head vigorously, throwing away the troubling thoughts.

This performance is the most important thing right now. There is absolutely no room for failure.

After all, if you perform well, you can make a fortune and make up for the holes these days.

What's more, if the performance is not good, that cuckold little prince... bah bah bah. The handsome and graceful prince might be so angry that he would kill all the dozens of people above and below him.

Sent to prison. In serious cases, he might even be beheaded.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder, and then hurriedly said to the old man: "Where is Xiaobai? Where is Xiaobai?"

A weird smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and then he said slowly: "Xiao Bai? You mean that little elephant with a long trunk? It seems to be sick now, lying on the haystack behind.

Hum hum."

Claudia was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Sick? How could it be sick? At dinner, I watched it eat four pieces of cake and seven apples. It almost killed me because of its good appetite.

How could it suddenly become ill if it was so poor?"

The old man shrugged and said, "How do I know this?"

Claudia looked at the weird smile on his face, and a sudden idea flashed in her heart. She understood, then she stamped her foot, gritted her teeth and cursed angrily: "This damn little hooligan~! He wants to be lazy again~!

"

She said to the old man: "Uncle Raul, take a look here. Next, we will line up everyone to perform a magic trick. I will come back when I go."

As he said that, he picked up his long skirt and ran out angrily. As he ran, he cursed in a low voice: "What kind of bird is a person? This damn little white guy is actually pretending to be sick for me at this time. Look at my aunt."

How can I deal with you~!"

Raul watched her graceful back pass through several large iron cages containing wild beasts and disappear into the darkness. A smile appeared on his face involuntarily, and he sighed in his heart: Although the white-headed guy seems to be very old indeed.

A little bit. But this girl Claudia still has good taste.

He paused for a moment, with a strange look in his eyes, and then said: "What a pity, he is indeed a little older."

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"What a pity, you are really a bit older." A deep voice said in the darkness.

Lorraine took a closer look, and in the dark alley, she could vaguely see a tall and thin man standing opposite.

He smiled and then said: "Come out. Since you wrote a piece of paper to invite me over, don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf here."

He paused and then continued: "Mr. Andriupov, am I right?"

The man opposite heard that he was drunk, his body shook, and then he slowly walked out of the darkness. Through the bright moonlight in the sky, you could clearly see the face of the man opposite.

It was none other than the other top performer in the circus, Andrey Pov.

Although Lorraine had heard Claudia mention this old guy's name many times, this was the first time for him to meet him head-on.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the man carefully.

The man's face was long and thin, in the shape of a typical shoehorn, with his forehead and chin bulging forward, but the middle part sunk inward.

But a huge aquiline nose protruded from the middle, occupying one-third of the face.

On the huge nose, there is a pair of triangular eyes, with small gray pupils and many white eyes. When they turn, the treacherous and strange light inside flashes from time to time.

Behind him, two big men holding clubs and sharp blades also came out.

They were all tall and muscular, and stared at Lorraine fiercely with beast-like eyes.

Lorraine glanced casually, looking at their slightly familiar faces, and knew that they were the two nephews of the Andrubov family.

The back of one of them's head was still covered with thick gauze, which was still not removed. When they first met, Lorraine slapped the unlucky guy with a brick from behind.

When Andreybov saw Lorraine, he immediately had a gloomy look on his face, said nothing, and laughed heartily. He wanted to put pressure on Lorraine in this way.

Lorraine looked at the old man's gloomy face, but couldn't help but laugh, and said: "I didn't expect it to be you. All along, I thought you would be unable to hold on any longer and come to me for a showdown.

I didn't expect that you just jumped out now. You are really good at endurance. I'll draw a turtle later... uh, no, I'll draw a group of turtles for you.

You must know that my paintings will never be sold easily. They are definitely worth tens of thousands of dollars. After you take them, don’t make any public announcements. Just squat by the wall and admire them secretly. "

The two big men behind Andreybov roared at the same time and took a step forward.

Lorraine looked at them with a sneer.

At the same time, he also tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.

Although Uncle Luo has always been greedy for money and lustful, taking advantage of others everywhere, he is also a Paladin after all. To deal with such little turtles, even with one hand tied, he can deal with them.

At this time, Andreubov looked at Lorraine's face, but stretched out his hand to stop the two of them, and then said: "You are indeed so courageous, but don't forget, a white-headed guy. A good man is also difficult to beat with four hands.

There are twenty-three men in our family. Can you beat us?

Although the Andriubov family may not necessarily repay their kindness, but they must repay their hatred. When the time comes, we will definitely fight to the death."

Lorraine looked at the proud look on his face and couldn't help suppressing the laughter in her heart. These guys were so ridiculous and naive. They actually took advantage of the large number of people in the family to bully others.

Although this is a bit sad, it is also a true portrayal of these people living at the lowest level. If there are many people in the family and strong strength, they can bully others.

But then again, isn’t this the case even for countries?

Although everyone here is trying their best to talk about justice, how many people take it seriously?

The famous saying of the iron-blooded Prime Minister Bismarck that "the truth is always within the range of the cannon" is extremely untrue, full of typical imperialist power theory, and very hooligan, but if they really want to drag out the cannon, then they say "

The snow is black."

How many people dare to point out their mistakes face to face?

Of course, if you have an atomic bomb, it's a completely different story.

At that time, it will be your turn to act like a hooligan, holding a cigar and champagne, and then tell them with a comfortable face: "You are all wrong, this snow is actually his grandma's yellow snow. Who dares not to believe it, the uncle is in their house

Plant a big mushroom~!”

Then the tiger's body shook, and the king's domineering energy spread wildly...
To be continued...