The two different treatments filled Ducky's heart with anger.

But his face did not show any unusual emotions.

Just expressionlessly put the left wheel around his waist into the hands of the janitor.

At the same time, let the other party check whether there are other weapons hidden on his body.

"Brontë, that scrap was intentional!"

After passing the examination, entering the garden, Arthur's face showed an angry expression.

Apparently Brontë was well aware of the specifications of this cocktail party, as well as some rules.

But the other party did not remind them.

"I understand, but at least we attended this banquet." Daki's face was slightly gloomy.

"What do we do now?" Hosea spoke for the first time.

"First go to Brontë, then walk around and see if you can meet some people and get some news about getting money, after all, the people who can come here today are some upper-class people." Ducky said with the plan he had made before.

Arthur, Bill and Hocia nodded lightly and walked towards the manor.

At the same time, on the other side, Chen Xu, Charles and John were receiving Pierre's reception.

"There are a lot of important guests here today, including representatives of the governor, in addition to 26 and Cornwall, and the mayor is discussing some things, so it will take a while to arrive."

Pierre explained to Chen Xu why Henri Lemière did not appear at the banquet.

"Of course, I understand." Chen Xu nodded gently.

"I'll go and smoke a cigarette." Charles and John next to him couldn't help but say.

Although they are no longer the outlaws they were in the first place.

But this so-called high-class banquet still makes them a little uncomfortable.

After all, when they are usually at home, they don't wear such uncomfortable dresses, although they look very good.

But apparently they are also slowly learning and allowing themselves to participate in this game.

For example, instead of smoking in the living room, they went to an area next to it.

There was also a group of people smoking cigarettes.

There was still a moment before the real banquet, and after Pierre sent Chen Xu into the hall, he explained a little about some things and left again towards the door.

Many people in the hall chatted in pairs.

At the same time, around Henri Lemieux's aide Jean Mark, a group of people also gathered.

From the perspective of capital and value, it is difficult for these people to directly meet Henri Lemieux to talk about something.

So as a staff member, Jean Mark became the object of their contact.

Decent gentlemen in tuxedos, and noble ladies in dresses.

One by one, holding wine glasses with reserved smiles on their faces, they exchanged with each other.

And Chen Xu's arrival also attracted many people.

Although this is his first public appearance.

But the previous movements in the second-hand trading market have made many people know about him.

At the same time, for some people who have more capital and more connections.

They also know about the earlier feminist movement, and some of the things that were targeted at Brontë two days ago.

All have the shadow of this young man.

So when they saw Chen Xu, they all came forward and took the initiative to greet him.

Of course, it's just a greeting.

After all, this is also the social rule of high society.

"You are Mr. Matthew Calland?!" At this time, a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old and had a beard and was somewhat serious took the initiative to come over.

Unlike other gentlemen who wear tuxedos and make themselves more like decent gentlemen.

This man was wearing a military uniform and had many medals on his chest, but from the medals and the patterns on the military uniform, it could be seen that the other party was not an officer of the Federation.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Matthew, I'm Alberto Forsal, I think you should have heard of me." Fusar took two glasses of wine from the tray in the hand of the waiter on the side, and gave one of them to Asahi.

"Of course." Chen Xu took the wine glass from the other party's hand, touched it gently, and then took a small sip.

"I'm just a sugar merchant, I came to the Federation to make money, for enjoyment, maybe there were some accidents that made us have some friendship."

"But I'm not going to pursue it, just let these misunderstandings pass, what do you think?" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Fusar gently shook the wine glass and said towards Chen Xu.

Although it was not explicitly stated, it was even just the first meeting.

But both sides understood what these words meant.

Obviously, Fassal did not want to get involved in Chen Xu's war with Brontë.

"Pursue? Do we have a holiday? An inexplicable smile appeared on Chen Xu's face.

Listening to this, Fusar's brows couldn't help but wrinkle slightly.

"You know that this time I can take it as just a misunderstanding, but there will be no next time." Fausal's face sank slightly.

Looking at Fusal's appearance, Chen Xu understood that the other party might have misunderstood something, such as digging up his slave smuggling as a conspiracy.

Or maybe the other party just feels uncomfortable and wants to put some ultimatum on himself.

But this did not prevent Chen Xu from hating the person in front of him.

Especially for the 497 party, it is also a friendly partner of Cornwall.

He is currently on Henri Lemieux's side, and he is obviously not on the same path as Cornwall.

"Mr. Fausar, I feel the need for me to remind you." The smile on Chen Xu's face also converged.

While speaking, Chen Xu's hand slowly raised up, and the index finger of his right hand gently tapped the desktop next to him.

"This is the Federation, and the law protects all the people of the Federation, whether you are black, yellow, white, no matter what country you are, you must abide by the laws of the Federation." Chen Xu stared at Fusar and said.

Of course, he still had a word he didn't say.

And Fausar also knows what that phrase is.

That is, no matter who comes to the Federation, it must abide by the rules of the game of the Federation.

"That's right, whether he is poor or rich, as long as he is willing to work hard in the Federation, he can realize his dream, provided that he obeys the laws of the Federation."

In the banquet hall, Benjamin Lambert and Yorkemee noticed the movement on this side and leaned over.

"Respect the Federation." Chen Xu raised his glass and touched it with Yorke-Lemieux and Benjamin Lambert.

As for Fusar, he stared at the three people, snorted coldly and stopped speaking, and turned to leave.