This pirate is not too cold

Chapter 108 Old Acquaintances and Strangers

Karl and others lived in the Raylig Chamber of Commerce for a few more days.

In the past few days, no other thugs have come to retaliate. It seems that the other chambers of commerce have also put all their energy on holding the carnival welcome party, and did not release the panda that suddenly appeared from the Ruilig Chamber of Commerce. on heart.

Soon came the day of the welcome party.

The reason why this island is called "Carnival City" is because there is almost no need for deliberate preparation here, and most of the facilities on the island seem to be built specifically for carnival.

Except for the relatively bleak territory of the Raylig Chamber of Commerce, almost all other places on the island have been immersed in the warm atmosphere of carnival.

Even some people didn't know what the carnival was for. Seeing other people's joy, they started to revel.

"Miss Sophia, can those three people do it? There are even two of them who are just children."

Standing in the small two-story building and looking at the carnival crowd in the distance through the window, Morgan had a sad expression on his face, unable to smile.

"Well, they're amazing."

Sophia resisted the urge to tell Carl's true identity. In the end, she simply perfunctory Morgan and locked herself in the room.

"I want to take a break. If there is nothing important, don't bother me."

"Yes, ma'am."

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Although the people in the city were singing and dancing, the place where the "big shots" really gathered was in a high-end club far away from the city center.

Here you can not only see the scene of carnival in the city, but also stay away from the noise of the city and enjoy the tranquility of the environment.

"Hey, who are you? This is not a place where you can come here casually."

Just outside the courtyard of the clubhouse, the guard in charge of the gate stopped Karl who was walking towards the gate.

"I'm here for a party."

Carl blinked, showing a puzzled look.

"At the banquet? Do you have an invitation?"

"Give."

Carl took out an invitation from his pocket and handed it over.

Today he was wearing a pair of blue and black jeans, a black shirt and windbreaker on his upper body, a cowboy hat on his head, and an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth. He was dressed like a western cowboy.

The guard looked Karl up and down, a little uncertain: "Charles the Musketeer?"

"Why, do you want to try?" Carl escaped from his waist with a revolver and aimed it directly at the guard's head.

Musketeer Charles is a well-known gunman in the Carnival City. Carl found out that he had defected to the Bart Chamber of Commerce, so he directly killed this guy and imposted himself.

"Don't move!"

Seeing that the other guards wanted to stop them, the guard whose head was held by Karl backed away, and said in a trembling voice, "Sorry, Mr. Charles, I didn't mean to offend you, I hope you don't mind."

"Look, it scares you." Karl twirled the revolver in his hand and put it back on his waist, whistled by the way, and said with a smile: "How could I hurt the employer's men? Now I Can I go in?"

"Please, please."

The guard respectfully invited Karl in, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief until he returned to the door again.

He has heard of this Charles. He is a ruthless man who kills people without blinking an eye and without asking why. If he hadn't stopped others just now, he might have already fallen under the gun of this guy.

The interior of the clubhouse is very luxuriously decorated, and the hall is brightly lit, which is obviously much more upscale than that in the town.

Karl came neither early nor late. There were already many gorgeously dressed or extremely fierce people in the hall, and many people had not yet arrived.

Since the owner hadn't shown up yet, Karl simply took a plate and started eating and drinking on his own.

Charles the Musketeer was also a withdrawn fellow with few friends.However, this is convenient for Karl and saves some troubles in socializing.

Since the reception is a buffet, Karl will taste every dish that looks good.

Turning around in the hall, Karl's stomach that he had deliberately kept was quickly filled with all kinds of delicacies, and he no longer had the appetite to eat.

And at this time, the host of this welcome party finally appeared in front of everyone.

"Oh, you are really an acquaintance!"

After seeing the face of the visitor, Karl was also slightly surprised.

That disgusting guy with a blue blanket on his body, a scepter in his hand, and a constant snot is none other than Torrepol, the snot-nosed man of the Don Quixote family.

The fat woman in the tight long skirt and the red hair style should be the "fruit of art" ability Jorah.

Beside them is a little loli with short blue hair and very cute clothes. If nothing else, it should be the "childlike fruit" ability user Granu.

This little girl should still be a real loli who is not yet an adult.

Karl didn't know the others.

However, it was not Torrepol who was surrounded in the middle, but a strange woman in a burgundy dress, a purple cloak, fair skin, and shoulder-length curly hair in burgundy.

This person is Charlotte Garrett, the 18th daughter of the Charlotte family.

Although Karl basically had no impression of this woman who hadn't appeared many times, it was not difficult for him to guess that the one surrounded by stars and moons must be some kind of "Lord Charlotte".

"Everyone be quiet, be quiet."

A well-dressed man walked to the front desk and motioned for everyone in the audience to quiet down.

"Today, our Bart Chamber of Commerce has the honor to invite Lord Charlotte Garret and Lord Torrebol at the same time. This is our honor and the good news for everyone here..."

The man was talking eloquently at the front stage, but the people in the audience hardly looked at him, but observed Torre Pole and Charlotte Garrett on the other side.

"You disgusting bastard, stay away from me."

Facing Torrebol beside him, Garret didn't hide the disgust on his face at all.

"Hey hey hey...does even BIGMOM want to occupy the first half of the great route?" Torrebol smiled, not caring about Garret's disgust.

"Mom is not interested in the territory in the first half of the great route, she just likes the food here."

A look of pride appeared on Garrett's face, and then he scolded: "You bloody bereaved dog, you've said it all, stay away from me!"

"Hey hey hey... The lost dog? To tell you the truth, Dover won't be imprisoned in the promotion city forever."

(End of this chapter)