genius divination

Chapter 180 Killing Symphony
The people outside the old villa still came in, there were two in total, both were women.An Asian woman in her mid-20s, good looking but not pretty. ——Good looks are pleasing to the eye.Not beautiful is not very beautiful.

And another woman of European descent, also in her twenties, with blond hair and blue eyes, skin as white as snow, she is beautiful, but not good-looking. ——Beautiful because of her facial features.The silhouettes are charming.But all day long, she looks like she is not pleasing to the eyes, which makes others not pleasing to her eyes.

Mr. Du squinted his eyes and listened to the music.It seemed that the two women didn't care at all.The white woman glanced at Mr. Du and said coldly, "You are Mr. Du?"

Mr. Du did not speak.He also looked at the two women with cold eyes.

It was his habit not to talk to people who did not want to be named.He is a person who doesn't like to change himself, whether it's his ideas or his habits.are difficult to change.It can even be said that it is impossible to change.He was strong-willed, shrewd and decisive, and full of energy.

A man of his kind is a natural leader, and now he is more used to commanding others.From the outside, he is also a very dignified person.So even though he was sitting there casually, there was still a majesty that one would not dare to offend lightly.

Caucasian women seemed to rarely be treated indifferently like this, and there was a hint of anger on their faces. "This Chinese is even more arrogant than we thought." She sneered.

Mr. Du didn't even look at her, "The first sentence you said just now was Chinese, and the pronunciation was terrible. The second sentence was French, although your Mediterranean accent is very strong, so you are not Italian but a French. People. You have a stubborn temper and special fate, which makes it difficult for you to be a real leader. So you are just an errand runner, not even a small boss. With me, you have no role to speak, let alone I will answer you."

The Caucasian woman was slightly stunned, her Chinese level was obviously not enough to digest Mr. Du's words.But the Asian woman beside her understood and whispered something in her ear.The white woman seemed silent after hearing this.

Someone outside the door laughed and walked in, "Mr. Du's skill level is superb, well-deserved reputation. You can see through a person's identity just by looking at it. The ancient Chinese physiognomy is really amazing. No wonder you know so many Chinese magicians." Although the person spoke as if he was complimenting him, his tone of voice was clearly ridiculed.

The person who came in was about 37, eight years old, gray-eyed, black-haired, pale-skinned, and he was obviously a foreigner.Aggressive wildness shines through those gray eyes, wrapped in a black suit, and his figure looks very slender.

"My Baron." The blond Caucasian woman immediately softened when she saw the man.Like a Persian cat, she immediately sat obediently on the other side of the sofa, beautiful, docile, and lovely.Her body is slightly upturned, making her look even more lovely, with big and beautiful blue eyes, but there is an indescribable charm in her expression.She is exactly the kind of woman that a man will fall in love with when he sees her.

"It's another foreigner who speaks Chinese, but you speak it fluently." Mr. Du sneered.

The man smiled and nodded, "Not only can I speak Chinese well, but I also have a Chinese name. You can call me Charmont, Baron Charmont. To be honest, we know the identity of Mr. Du. But Mr. Du doesn't seem to It doesn't seem fair to know who we are too clearly. So we can understand Mr. Du's hostility." He smiled and sat down on the sofa opposite Mr. Du.

After Charmon sat down, he took out a coin and put it on the coffee table.It was a gold coin that seemed ancient from the roughness of its minting.But the above pattern is still clear.The pattern of the six-pointed star shone strangely under the light. "We call ourselves the Magical Dawn, a union of wizards from Europe."

"Witchcraft groups in Europe are very interesting." Mr. Du narrowed his eyes slowly. "What are you looking for me for?"

"Just one thing, we need to find a certain Chinese witchcraft family. I know that some ancient families in China are more conservative than our old European families. It is not easy to find these people, but Mr. Du is well-informed. Coupled with your influence in the Chinese society, this matter is almost yours." Charmon smiled slightly. "So we played a little trick and took advantage of your son."

"Ha, I just can't find anyone to attack Sihai. You are very courageous to stand up." Mr. Du sneered, the light in his eyes was also gradually getting colder, as cold as a knife out of its sheath.

Charmon said indifferently, "Of course, the witchcraft we use is very special. Your son will not suffer any harm, he will only be unconscious for a period of time. And once this witchcraft is cracked, we will know , the person we were looking for appeared. Now that the fish has been hooked, we naturally have to lift the fishing rod."

"I understand what you mean. You are using my son's life as a bait to lure out members of the Wu family. Now that his illness has recovered, you think the fish has been hooked, so you want to pick up the fishing rod to see what you have caught?" Mr. Du sneered.

"Although we were a little disrespectful, our goal has been achieved. We came here today to identify ourselves to Mr. Du and apologize. In addition, we want to take that Chinese witchcraft away. His knowledge is very important to us. "Charmon said with a smile.He looked very natural, as if he was a complete outsider and had nothing to do with him making Mr. Du's son like that.This person is either utterly arrogant or utterly shameless.

Mr. Du looked at the foreigner in front of him, shook his head and said, "I have never seen such a shameless person like you."

Charmon smiled and said, "Only Chinese people care about face. Can I say you are hypocritical?"

Mr. Du sighed and said, "Since you can speak Chinese, then you must know a Chinese saying. In China, it depends on the owner when you beat a dog. What's more, you are killing my own son. This is not just hitting me in the face. , or stabbed me in the apex of the heart. If you regard this as fishing, then unfortunately, not only did you choose the wrong bait, but you only found out when you lifted the rod that what you caught was a What a vicious prehistoric crocodile."

Before Charmont could speak, a heart-piercing scream came from outside the villa.

"It's Jason!" The Asian woman's face changed drastically.The blond Caucasian woman also stood up suddenly, like a golden cat with its hair blown, if Charmont hadn't moved, she would have almost jumped on it.

"You think that relying on you to attract my attention, you can let a fourth person sneak into Sihai's room from outside and use him to blackmail me? Can I say that you are too naive, or should I call you stupid!" Mr. Du repeatedly He didn't even lift his eyelids.

Charmon couldn't keep his composure anymore, he stood up abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "Maybe our information is wrong, and you have ambushed helpers up there. But don't forget, you only have one person here, but we have three. "

Mr. Du smiled, and said casually, "Have you really investigated who I am? Maybe you haven't investigated enough. The gang fights rely on more people, more guns, and fierce firepower. But I am not a gang member. Or Say, not a simple gangster."

At this time, the Ninth Symphony in the living room ended, and the four faced each other, falling into a deathly silence.

For the first time, Charmon began to take a serious look at the old man sitting on the sofa.Originally, in his opinion, no matter how powerful the gang leader was, he was just an old man who had no strength to resist.

But the calm attitude shown by this old man has already made him feel a little hidden danger.

While he was hesitating, the music sounded again.The heavy and powerful opening music is already Beethoven's Fifth Symphony.

Mr. Du, who was sitting on the sofa, half-closed his eyes, as if he was immersed in the music, completely ignoring them, waving his right hand lightly with the music.

The powerful and dynamic four tones that appeared at the beginning of the piece are the sound pattern that Beethoven called the "fate" knock on the door.It hit Charmon's heart like a heavy hammer, and one hammer was heavier than the other.This haughty Lord Baron, as if he had been smashed halfway into the ground with a sledgehammer, his tall stature suddenly became half shorter.He half-kneeled on the ground, with blood seeping from his ears, and looked back at his two companions with difficulty.

But found that the two women had been directly stunned.The music coming out of the stereo is not very loud, but it is full of power like other works of Beethoven.But no matter how strong the music is, it is impossible to directly stun the two of them.What exactly is going on?

Charmon looked up at the old man on the sofa in horror, and he found that Mr. Du had withdrawn his hand that was swinging with the music.

"Who the hell are you? This is... what the hell is witchcraft? Uh..." Charmon roared hysterically, before he could finish shouting, he was choked by a mouthful of hot blood in his throat and bent over.

"This is Beethoven's Fifth Symphony, also known as - Fate. I am a man who can see through fate, a man you should never mess with. Your half-sorcery alliances, in my opinion It's not worth the bullshit at all." Mr. Du said coldly.

"You...you are a member of the council..." Charmon suddenly yelled, turned around and ran away.He was also afraid that he would not run fast enough and the door was too far away, so he directly tried to break out through the window.Unfortunately, he was still one step too late.

Fan Jiannan walked down the stairs, only to see Mr. Du completely immersed in the music, waving his hands like a conductor.Amidst the intense music, three figures danced wildly in the air in the living room, ping-pong.The three Baron Charmont were like puppets in Mr. Du's hands. Their bodies were drawn by an invisible thread, and they danced with Mr. Du's hand.

It wasn't until the end of the whole song that the bodies of the three people left Mr. Du's control and were thrown out of the window.At the end of the symphony of fate, the fate of the three witches from foreign lands also ends at the end of the music.

"I haven't done anything for a long time, and under normal circumstances I would never kill anyone. But this time it's different, they are targeting people from the Wu family. The council is responsible for safeguarding the interests of the magicians and cannot let such a thing happen ;It was the Wu family that I went to for personal reasons, so I personally cannot allow this to happen. So their fate was doomed when they attacked the world, and they must die." Mr. Du turned around and looked at the stairs Fan Jiannan on the Internet.

Fan Jiannan nodded silently, "I also seriously injured a person who tried to attack from above. He should not be dead. I think I should leave. Does the corpse here need someone to deal with it?"

Mr. Du shook his head, "Crazy Six will take care of it, he is very professional. Being a magician is not a happy path, even if it is a witch family who can't hide from the world, someone will come to him. I hope you will consider my suggestion again .Goodbye, nephew."

"Goodbye, uncle." Fan Jiannan forced a smile, but Mr. Du's words remained in his heart.Being a magician is an unhappy path.Sometimes the more people know, the less happy they really are.

(End of this chapter)