Law of the Devil

"Decision...decision...duel?!!"

Someone exclaimed, and this Baron Dirk was already pale. Even though his legs were weak, he was still struggling in front of everyone: "Duke Tulip! You...you...are you deliberately provoking? You...you..."

Duel with Du Wei? Don't be kidding, he is a famous strong man in the mainland, a powerful magician!

A ruthless character who led troops into battle and defeated the Northwest Cavalry!

He suddenly shouted: "I...I am the acting patriarch of the Luo Lin family now...you..."

"I'm sorry." Du Wei spread his hands, shook his head and said, "You are indeed the acting patriarch, but unfortunately I am an outsider. If Patriarch Luo Lin said, I have no reason to obey."

"That... that..." Sir Dirk was sweating profusely: "I..." He suddenly had an idea, as if he had found some life-saving straw: "I, I... According to the tradition of the nobles, if I am not fit Duel, I can choose my loyal subordinates to complete the duel instead of me! You can also send your loyal subordinates to complete the duel! This will always be fine."

Du Wei smiled evilly: "Okay, I accept. I will wait for your news. Within two days, please choose a suitable candidate, and then we will complete this duel."

Sir Dirk calmed down a little. He asked himself that there were still some loyal guards at home. If a large reward was issued, it should not be difficult to find a substitute.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly saw Du Wei's outstretched hand waving towards him...

Snapped! !

A solid slap landed on Sir Dirk's face, and half of his cheeks were swollen. This time, he was slapped in front of everyone. Even though he was afraid of Du Wei in his heart, he couldn't bear it anymore.

However, before he called out, Du Wei was already "annoyed".

I heard Du Wei "go into a rage" and exclaim angrily, "Sir Dirk!! Why did you hit my hand with your face!!!"

Hit your hand with... my face...?

Dirk heard this. He almost vomited blood out of anger. Du Wei has already continued quickly: "You hit my hand with your face! This is another insult to me! I propose a second duel to you!! Sir Dirk!!"

Now Dirk hasn't fainted from anger, it's because he's well-mannered. But no matter how well-mannered a person is, he can't help it now.

Everyone could clearly see that the Duke of Tulip was deliberately looking for trouble for Dirk. No, the second duel?

Sir Dirk thought he was going to faint. But how could Du Wei let him go so easily? I saw Du Wei walking up and raising his legs. He kicked this guy hard on the chin—it has to be said that Du Wei's body flexibility and physical fitness have become stronger after training, and he easily kicked the floor on Germany. Deke's chin fell, Dirk let out a scream, and fell backwards, his mouth full of blood. Du Wei was ten times more angry than this poor guy. He shouted with righteous indignation: "Well, you are a bold Sir Dirk! You offended me twice in a row, and you hit the soles of my feet with your chin again!! You...you really don't take me seriously !!"

Puff...

next to Gabriel. When I heard the words "the chin hit the soles of the feet", even though I had a tacit understanding with my brother in advance. At this moment, I couldn't help laughing.

Dirk on the ground screamed twice miserably. He spat out a mouthful of blood and had two teeth cemented. His tongue was bitten by his teeth. At this moment, the blood rushed to his brain, and he cursed angrily: "Tulip...you, you bastard...you..."

Du Wei lowered his face, looked very aggrieved, and shouted loudly: "Listen up, everyone! He actually called me an asshole! This is a naked verbal attack on a nobleman!!"

The people around were already stunned. After hearing what Du Wei said, some people couldn't help but said: Naked verbal attack? You have already "physically attacked"...

Du Wei had already gone up, stepped on Sir Dirk's chest, then bent down, punched and kicked, and couldn't help shouting: "Oh, Dirk, you are so bold... Oh, you Hit my hand, and you hit my foot..."

Under the eyes of everyone, a majestic jazz was beaten so violently by Du Wei. Poor Dirk yelled and scolded a few times at first, but then he couldn't bear it anymore-although Du Wei was also a nobleman, he practiced that The introductory movements of Xing Kong Dou Qi and the physical skills of Daxue Mountain have been practiced. After such a long time, his body is far stronger than ordinary strong men. If it is only about fists and feet, I am afraid that some low-level warriors are not his opponents. What's more, Dirk is such a little nobleman who has been hollowed out by wine and lust?

Dirk was already yelling for help. He also counted on those companions, those who stood on the same side, to help him.

But these guys, when Du Wei didn't show his power, they would be dazzled by the benefits under the greed, but seeing that the Grand Duke of Tulip had his face torn apart, who would dare to go forward to offend an empire? The big hit?

Even if someone wanted to fight, but after thinking about it: If I touched the Duke's arm, wouldn't it be bad if he would bite back and say that I "hit" him?

As a result, after a short while, the "acting patriarch" was beaten to half his life by Du Wei, but there was not even a single person who dared to speak.

Du Wei had beaten enough. When he stood up, he felt happy all over his body. He had vented his bad mood after being depressed for many days. He took a long breath, then looked at Dirk on the ground, and said fiercely. : "Sir Dirk, you hit me sixty-six times just now, that is, you owe me sixty-six duels! Go back quickly, find sixty-six subordinates who are willing to die for you, and prepare our duel!"

Dirk gasped for a long time before recovering from his dying breath, and shouted with grief and indignation: "Du Wei!! You, you are a naked injury! You are a naked bully! You...you are murder! Yes, it is murder! !! I will sue you!! Even if you are high and powerful, the imperial code will not tolerate you!!"

Snapped! His answer was a slap in the face.

"Sixty-seventh hit." Du Wei raised his hand and said with a faint smile, "Sue me? Hmph. Sir Dirk, take a look at what this is."

Du Wei slightly opened the skirt, revealing a badge inside: "Look carefully, this is the magician badge! The meaning of this badge not only represents my status as a magician, but also represents... I own the empire. Immunity of the law! Want to sue me. Punish me... My dear Baron Dirk. Do you know what procedures to go through to convict a magician?".

Du Wei squatted down, pointed his fingers, and said with a smile: "First of all, you must have full evidence. The witnesses and physical evidence must be complete. Then, you must first go to the local magic union to file a record, and then go to the imperial capital to monitor it in person. Report my charges... And then, you must get a document signed by the Minister of the Imperial Supervision Office, and then he will deliver it to the palace in person, and then hand it over to the Mainland Magic Union after getting the permission of the Regent! In the end, it is decided whether I am guilty or not... The elders of the Magic Union need to make a ruling... Even if I am considered guilty. Then my punishment can only be carried out by the Magic Union itself."

Du Wei sighed regretfully. Then he looked at Sir Dirk with pity: "By the way, I'll tell you too. The empire has been founded for a thousand years. Do you know how many magicians have been convicted for violating the laws of the empire?" Du Weizhang Open palms. Then he clenched again: "Zero...not a single one. If you have the mood and interest, then sue me...the premise is..."

Du Wei stood up and looked at the guy on the ground coldly: "The premise is that after our duel, you still have your life."

Looking at the audience, Du Wei regained that kind of gentle and courteous smile on his face: "Everyone, does anyone have any comments?"

There was no sound.

Raymond's direct lineage almost broke their stomachs with laughter, but they all held back, and those opponents, who originally wanted to make a fuss under the trend of greed, now, after Du Wei tore their faces, , everyone was terrified.

They finally understood how ridiculous their own thoughts were in the face of absolute dominance. It can be said that if Du Wei is determined to kill... I am afraid that no one can stop this guy.

Du Wei snapped his fingers casually, and two warriors from Tulip's family rushed in immediately. Du Wei pointed to Dirk on the ground: "Throw it out for me, and then send someone to take him home, and arrange someone to wait outside his house." Watch closely, don't let him run away. This guy owes me sixty-seven duels!"

The guards of the two Tulip family glanced at each other, showing pity at the same time.

Poor guy... I don't know how to offend our Lord Duke. Those who offend the duke usually end badly.

Sixty-seven duels? I'm afraid that even with the blessing of the goddess, this guy will die.

Seeing Sir Dirk being dragged out like a dead dog, Du Wei smiled and turned to look at the other remaining "acting patriarch"

"Respected Baron Sean... Please sit up there, it is the place that matches your status as acting patriarch."

Du Wei's smiling words fell into Baron Sean's ears, and the expression on the old guy's face immediately seemed as if he had been severely slashed by a knife. His face instantly turned blue, then red, and finally white. Finally, after all, Jiang is still old and hot. This "financial expert" who lends money at usury still knows how to adapt to the wind. He quickly took a step back and put on a smile on his face. Being more sensitive than a rabbit, he dashed to the table, grabbed the "agreement" signed by everyone on the table, and stuffed it into his mouth forcefully.

He chewed desperately twice, stretched his neck, and swallowed it. The old guy choked hard, then turned around, and looked at the people around him righteously: "What acting patriarch? Is there such a thing? Why don't I know? Do you know?"

What answered him was everyone shaking their heads unanimously and resolutely.

"……we do not know."

"...That's right, I haven't heard of it."

"Yes, yes, is there such a thing?"

"What acting patriarch, our patriarch, Master Gabriel, is sitting right here, what kind of acting patriarch is needed!!"

Almost instantly, everyone changed their positions, and no one was willing to die... Everyone can see that, the Duke of Tulip. Killing people, but really not soft!

Old Sean seemed to feel that he was not safe enough, so he simply gritted his teeth and said with a flattering smile to Du Wei: "Everyone, I think Master Gabriel is smart, but he always needs someone to help him. Is this... Duke Tulip My lord, you are the eldest son of the old earl and the elder brother of Master Gabriel, please don't shirk this responsibility anyway... The family, the family needs you!" He said. Old Xiao En's eyes were red - he really took it seriously, and actually shed a few tears.

Du Wei sighed and looked at the crowd: "Do you have any comments?"

Seeing that no one objected, Du Wei frowned and said, "But... But this is not good, after all, I am an outsider now."

Old Xiao En immediately scolded categorically: "Which bastard said that Master Du Wei is an outsider!! Who is it, stand up! Stand up! Hmph, which bastard said such things, I don't think he is human! I don't want to live anymore!! "

He yelled loudly. But secretly sighed in his heart: Sir Dirk, I'm afraid I can't live if I want to. Everyone unanimously elected Master Gabriel as the patriarch of the Rollins family, and unanimously "begged" Duke Tulip for his blood. To act as guardian of Master Gabriel. Before Master Gabriel came of age, he acted as the patriarch.

Then. The meeting ended and everyone dispersed. Gabriel jumped off the table and walked up to Du Wei, his small face showed some hesitation: "Brother...you don't really want to kill that Dirk."

There was an indifferent chill on Du Wei's face: "Why not?"

He glanced at his younger brother, and said slowly: "Gabri, don't you understand what I mean by doing this today? Hmph, my time is very precious, if it wasn't for you, why would I come to play this farce with you? I will directly send hundreds of cavalry, find a few guys who can jump the highest, rush to their houses, and kill them all without asking any questions! Which one of the rest dares to talk too much? Isn't it better than doing this here? It’s much simpler to make a farce? I’m doing this to teach you a lesson! My brother, I’m teaching you the first lesson today. I use this vivid scene of farce to hope that you can understand one thing and stick to it in the future. Remember, don’t forget for a moment! You saw it just now, what’s the use of an agreement? What’s the use of making an oath to your ancestors? I’m better than them, so he has to eat that piece of paper in front of me! "

As he spoke, Du Wei pressed his brother's shoulder hard...

"The so-called just cause is more effective than a dry mouth, but a hard fist!" Du Wei sneered: "As long as you are better than others, you can rape the so-called justice and trample the so-called land at will." Fair." Gabriel thought carefully for a while, and finally a gleam of understanding flashed across his immature face, but he was still a young man after all, so he couldn't help but said: "Then...Sir Dirk."

"Kill." Du Wei's simple word decided the fate of that guy.

"Brother, at least they didn't think wrong one day. I really can't stay here forever. After I leave, even the army will be taken away with me! At that time, you were here alone, how can I rest assured? You are still young Little, his temperament is too simple, too kind, those intrigues, those people's greed... I'm afraid you won't be able to suppress these guys, so I have to take some thunderous measures to make an example to others!"

This is the first lesson in life after Little Gabriel took office.

Undoubtedly, his respected brother had given him a very good start. It's not kind, or even "just," though.

However, for a person who will spend his whole life in the quagmire of this power field, this is justice! !

And, it works, doesn't it. .