Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

"Under the high table, everything serves the high table."

This is the most deterrent sentence in the underground world, because it mostly represents the High Table Council, a special organization composed of all underground forces, which is used to formulate rules, control all violence and interests in the world, and make them change. more orderly.

The certificate of the contract that Lanscar used to order the monk Andra was made by the High Table Council.

The certificate of the contract is like a contract. Andra once turned to the Lance family for help, so the Lance family can ask Andra to do something within his ability based on the certificate of the contract.

Lanscar's face turned pale in an instant. He took a deep breath, broke free from the opponent's feet, panted heavily, and said, "The judge of the High Table? Why did you come to me!"

"You should know why?" Elena said lightly: "You are not a contractor, you broke the rules, so I brought the punishment from the High Table Council."

"I broke the rules? Hehe... It's ridiculous. Lance Dion is dead. I am the first heir of the next generation of the Lance family. I will become an elder. You tell me now that I broke the rules? Lanscar said through gritted teeth.

Elena narrowed her eyes, and said slowly: "According to the inheritance law, after the contractor's death, the certificate of the contract will be inherited by the member with the closest blood relationship. In my impression, Mr. Lanscar is just Lansdine's cousin. And the real heir should be Mr. Lancelot.

What's more, even if you become the head of the Lance family, after Mrs. Isabella's death, her position at the High Table will be inherited by her direct blood.

The Council of Elders will put this to the test, not of course you, because the Lance family is not yet eligible for the High Table Council. "

These words cut all the glory of Lanscar like a knife.

He roared almost madly: "I am the real heir of the Lance family, the great Thunder blood, not that bastard! My aunt has abandoned that bastard, he is not qualified to inherit all this!"

"Whether you are qualified or not is not something you can evaluate, Lanscar, please don't make the mistake of thinking that your identity can be outside the rules, no one else can.

Get down on your knees now, accept the punishment, your sins will be paid in blood, now stretch out your hand of promise and show your loyalty. "

As Elena spoke, she took out a dagger from her waist.

Lanscar's face was twisted, and his eyes were full of resentment.

However, he still obediently knelt on the ground on one knee, put his hands together, lowered his head, and said: "I have served the High Table, and now I will continue to serve."

laugh!With a flash of cold light, the dagger pierced through Lanscar's hands, and then was pulled out like lightning. The blade of the dagger was not stained with any blood.

Lanscar snorted coldly in pain, cupped his hands tremblingly, let the blood gurgle in his palms, and traces of bright red blood kept dripping from his fingers.

He didn't care about it either, he had to wait until the blood filled his palm.

Elena turned to leave.

Lance Carr said suddenly: "The rules of the High Table Council cannot be violated. Someone killed the monk in black. He must have something to do with that bastard Lancelot. That guy must be protecting him."

"Until the High Table Council has no specific tasks, I will not deal with this matter.

"Just because he is my aunt's son?"

"That's right, because he is the son of Mrs. Isabella. Even though Mrs. Isabella doesn't admit it, Mrs.'s glory has always protected him. The stupid Andra has already proved this with her life." Elena Said with a sneer, his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

"Damn it! You forced me, it belongs to me, and no one can take it away." Lanscar knelt on the ground, his voice was low, roaring silently like a ghost.

Wang Luo, who was returning to school, was taken into the car by the guards of the Zhuge family. From the superior attitude of these Zhuge family guards, Wang Luo judged that the person he wanted to see him should be a big shot, or someone who thought he was a big shot Ants.

Wang Luo didn't care at all, sitting in the car and looking at the beautiful manor, he couldn't help laughing, maybe it was his attitude that offended the driver.

The driver warned: "Young man, for the millennium family, I suggest you remain respectful and don't make trouble for yourself.

Wang Luo didn't answer, stretched his waist and got out of the car. The guard at the door didn't seem to see him at all, and threw him at the gate. After waiting for more than ten minutes, there was an old man who looked like a butler. took him in.

Linhai City is the economic center of Rebecca and the most important city in the entire federation. The Zhuge family has also developed here for a long time, so the manor was built magnificently, and the interior is extremely luxurious.

After passing through a long corridor full of landscape paintings, Wang Luo saw Zhuge Fengyun, the head of the Zhuge family, in the living room.

Zhuge Fengyun is over 50 years old and well maintained. He looks like he is in his 40s, with black hair all over his head, wearing a light blue satin gown, holding a jade pendant in one hand, and a jade pendant in the other. Looking carefully with a magnifying glass in hand.

After Wang Luo came in, Zhuge Fengyun never raised his head or spoke. Wang Luo smiled dismissively, sat down on the sofa, picked up the fruit on the table, and ate it. Wiping it on the expensive tablecloth, the eyelids of the housekeeper next to him twitched.

The big family has the rules of the big family. Although the housekeeper feels distressed, he dare not stop when the head of the family does not speak.

Zhuge Fengyun put down the magnifying glass, shook his head rather bored, and said, "Young man, you are very courageous, but also very stupid. Everything has its own value, and everything has its own rules, you don't have to care about it." A tablecloth's worth, but you have to respect the rules."

"The strong make the rules, and the weak follow the rules." Wang Luo threw the fruit in his hand, frowned slightly, and said, "I think I am the strong, what do you think?"

After the jade pendant in Zhuge Fengyun's hand was clenched tightly, it shattered into powder with a click.

He looked at Wang Luo coldly, and said: "It seems that you are determined that the Zhuge family will not dare to touch you? Hehe... to provoke someone who is stronger than yourself when you have no self-protection ability, this is Arrogance, your parents didn't educate you enough."