1919: C1919 Request

C1919 Request

"You, Brother Gooden is no longer a partner that we can joke with since we were young. You better be careful, he's your dad's superior now." Bryan shook his head.2

"Alright, I got it. How many times have you said that? Oh yeah, this Death God really wants to be Count Bartlow's fighter, right?" Xue Yao said.

"Yeah, Count Bartlow lost to Count Maupassant twice in a row. This time, he can be considered to have taken back one city." Bryan said.

"These people have nothing to do all day, so they just love these kind of things. It's really boring." Xue Yao said.

"No meaning? "Isn't it boring? Weren't you enjoying yourself just now? Come on, the boxing match is over, it's time for tonight's party. Little sister Xue Yao, are you willing to be my partner tonight?" Bryan said.

"Sir Bryan, could it be that you're looking for a partner to dance with? You want to have me as your partner?" Xue Yao said playfully.

"Haha, I'm just asking. I know you're definitely waiting for Brother Gooden to invite you, right?" Bryan said with a smile.

Xue Yao didn't say a word, but also tacitly agreed.

"I knew it, so I didn't want to get involved." Bryan said.

Yang Tao was in the lounge and didn't have much time to rest when the door suddenly opened. Laughter came from outside and Boss Sang followed Count Bartlow in.

"God of Death, you didn't let me down. Haha, I didn't expect you to win. Now I really have a lot of face. Let's see how that Maupassant dares to talk back to me."

The one who spoke was Count Barrott, who was also laughing nonstop. It could be seen that he was very happy, as people like them were more important than anything else. They had always been inferior to Count Maupassant, and now that they had finally won, how could they not be happy?

"I'm just doing my best." Yang Tao didn't have any good impression of such a person. If it wasn't for Dao Shisan's daughter's illness, he wouldn't have come here to fight. It felt like pleasing the people here.

"That's right, you have given me face, so I won't treat you unfairly. At night, you will go to the party with Little Sang, and at the party, I will fulfill one of your wishes according to custom, and I have also promised you before, I will promise you another wish. Think about it, I will send someone to pick you up tonight." In his eyes, Boss Sang who was even older than him had become Little Sang. There was no other way but to leave his position here.

"Why aren't you thanking Count Bartlow?" Boss Sang slightly bent his waist as he spoke in an extremely respectful manner.

"Thank you, Count Bartlow." Yang Tao said.

"In that case, I'll head back first. You two can go together." Count Bartlow said.

After Count Bartlow said his piece, he left. After he left, Boss Sang said excitedly: "Yang Tao, you didn't disappoint anyone, this is great, after so many years, I finally have the chance to participate in Central Area's banquet."

"Congratulations, Boss Sang." Boss Lei had been participating in this banquet for two years already, and had yet to see him able to live in Central Area, or even live in the city, and his status hasn't risen by much. And one could imagine, Boss Lei had lost this time, and would certainly be abandoned to a certain extent by Count Maupassant.

In the eyes of the Central Area people, they were merely people they could take advantage of.

"Oh right, Yang Tao, you have a chance to fulfill your wish during the banquet tonight. What kind of request do you have?" Boss Sang suddenly asked.

When Yang Tao heard this, he knew that Boss Sang must have an idea, so he said: "I have already thought about this. There is something very important to me, so I must do it."

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