The mahogany door in the Office of the Director of the Security Bureau is still there. After all, they are all nobles, and they are well-educated people. They still can't do the job of kicking others' doors... Of course, if you can restrain your spitting stars a little, you will have even more aristocratic style... The short and fat director of the Security Bureau took out a scarf and thought.

"The God of Light is above you in broad daylight. Assassins dare to commit crimes in full view of everyone. What's the use of your security hall!"

“Yes, yes…”

"My son has been dead for a day and hasn't caught the murderer yet. Can you, the Minister of Security, still do it?"

"This matter has been investigated, it has been investigated..."

"Investigation? My son's body is cold. You told me that you are still investigating? I will tell you that you won't give me an explanation today. When the Security Department applies for funds next year, don't blame me for votes against it."

"Yes, yes..." The Director of the Security Bureau kept wiping the saliva on his face with a scarf. Lianlian should be... The one who killed your son was the ghost face, and that was the first assassin who had been active in Laiyan City for more than ten years. If I could explain this to you, would I still listen to your insults here? I would have been transferred to Bran City to get promoted and make a fortune...

Of course, the Minister of Security could only think about these words in his heart. Although he was an administrative official of Brand State, he did not have a title. So when he met a nobleman, such as the Viscount Delk in front of him, he could only keep pretending to be a grandson.

Viscount Delk looked at the timid but unrealistic director of the security department in front of him and was even more angry. Of course, he also had reason to be angry, and no one's son would be angry when he was assassinated. What's more, he was the eldest son.

Delk's heart was bleeding. Vincent was not only the eldest son of the family inheritance, but also an opportunity for the family to revitalize. A magician, the God of Light, and a real magician. As long as Vincent marrys this magician, if nothing unexpected happens, their family's title is in the second and third generations can definitely rise to the earl.

But now, everything has been ruined by the damn assassin. What should I do now? Should I let my second son pursue Joshia again? That's not nonsense. Even if their family agrees, the Chloe family can't afford to lose that face.

Bang!

At this moment, the mahogany door of the Secretary for Security Office was re-opened.

The Chief of the Security Bureau felt that his heart hurt and immediately jumped up and scolded. But when he saw the person coming, he immediately turned down like a deflated ball again, and forced a smile and said hello: "Oh, isn't this the respected Viscount Clark? What wind has blown you."

"What wind? You don't know that?" The angry Viscount Clark exploded instantly, and he stretched out his neck and roared: "My son was assassinated on the street next to your security hall. You, the Minister of Security, don't even know? Can you, the Minister of Security, do it?"

"Well……"

"Is the money spent every year to support you? "

"Yes, yes..." The Director of the Security Bureau resisted the urge to wipe the saliva from his face and habitually turned on the grandson mode.

"Then is your son dead?"

"No."

'oh……"

"Oh, isn't this Viscount Delk?" After hearing the question, Viscount Clark saw that there was still someone standing in the office. He immediately transferred the firepower point and said mockingly: "What's wrong? You seem to be very disappointed when you hear that my son is not dead..."

"Well, it's really a pity." Viscount Delk said expressionlessly.

Viscount Clark angrily pointed: "Bah, you despicable villain. I knew it was the assassin you invited..."

A look of unnatural flashed across Viscount Delk's face, and then he cursed loudly: "You old man, this is the security hall, you have to tell evidence when you speak... And is my son being assassinated? You bought a murderer? You dare to run to me and shout to catch the thief."

"Stop slandering..."

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Okay, these two people quarreled. The head of the security director became bigger and hurriedly went up to persuade the fight. But the result was that they happened to be between the two of them. They drooled and quickly defeated.

Come on, you guys go and quarrel, I won’t serve you anymore... The Director of the Security Bureau closed the door, pulled a chair and sat aside to watch the fun.

But before he sat for a few minutes, he jumped up again in a hurry and rushed to the middle of the two to block it.

It turned out that Viscount Clark was old and did not have the integrity of Viscount Delk's feet, and gradually became inferior in the war of verbal battle. Later, his old face turned red and he almost vomited blood. So in anger, he threw his white gloves on Viscount Delk's face and demanded a duel.

Delk was so happy that he was just right at first sight. He quickly threw the white gloves over and then wanted to draw his sword.

The Minister of Security did not dare to let these two fight in his office? If something happened, he would be the first one who was unlucky.

"Despicable villain, come on!"

"Oh, please calm your breath, you always calm your breath..."

"Come on, come here and die!"

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Bang! The redwood door that just closed was once again re-slapped.

The three people in the room were fighting suddenly quieted.

"Damn, who is the damn..." The anxious chief of the security guard was in the middle of the two viscounts, his vision was blocked for a moment. When he heard that his beloved mahogany door was once again cracked open, he immediately cursed out in anger.

"Bastard, you dare to scold me, you're so brave." After the visitor opened the door, he was stunned when he saw the scene in the room. However, after being scolded, he was immediately angry and rushed over and pointed at the nose of the police chief, roaring.

"Uh, this... isn't this the respected Viscount Charles? You must have heard it wrong. How dare I scold you? I'm scolding myself, haha!" The Director of the Security Bureau immediately explained with a bitter face when he saw the visitor.

Seeing Charles' face cleared a little, the Chief Security Officer quickly changed the subject: "What are you doing?"

Unexpectedly, it would be fine if he didn't ask. This question immediately made Viscount Charles's face darker again: "Do you still have the face to ask me? My son was assassinated just after he left the house today. How do you do your daily work in the Security Department? Can you still be the Minister of Security..."

...

The Director of the Security Bureau was in tears. In this short time, his position had been taken three times...

"Then is your son dead?"

"I'm injured, not dead... Oh, it's you, you bastard. Say, did you send this assassin?" Viscount Charles was immediately angry when he saw Viscount Delk, and his voice immediately increased by octave.

"Bah, is my son Vinson the assassination bounty you went to the thief union?"

Viscount Clark saw a new force and immediately became energetic: "It's definitely this despicable guy. My son has just been assassinated. Think about it, why aren't others being assassinated, but it's our two families? Isn't this obvious... We usually have the most hatreds with him."

"Okay, Delk, I will notify you as the patriarch now that my Charles family declares war on the Delk family."

"I will also inform you as the patriarch that my Clark family declares war on the Delk family."

Seeing that the two families declared war, Viscount Delk was not afraid: "Well, I officially announced as the patriarch that the Delk family accepted your declaration of war. Let's take a look, hum!"

After saying that, Viscount Delk slammed the door and left.

Bang, bang...

Viscount Clark and Viscount Charles also slammed the door one after another, and their voices were louder and louder, as if they were about to start from here and suppress each other.

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The chief security chief, who had been forgotten by the three, stood aside in a daze. The loud noises were as if they were knocking on his heart.

"Damn it! How damn it, are you polite? I don't know if you knock on the door first when you enter. I didn't take etiquette classes when I was a child, and I slammed the door? Bastard..."

The short and fat security director was completely ignited like a powder barrel, and he cursed in the office.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The Chief of the Security Bureau suddenly changed his face and jumped three feet away on the spot. With a bang, he suddenly opened the door: "Call all cavalry teams to gather urgently and stand by at the headquarters..."

boom!

The Director of the Security Bureau and the Office outside looked at the suddenly collapsed mahogany door in a daze, and could not speak for a long time. After repeated destruction, the poor mahogany door finally couldn't stand it and was destroyed in the hands of the Director.

"Scared, Director, what's wrong with you..."

"Come on, the director fainted..."

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Chapter completed!