My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Yang Feng seemed to have guessed what Birrell was thinking, and said: "In China, there is a saying that a gentleman will not deceive the darkroom."

"What's the meaning ?"

"It means that a gentleman will do bad things, never behind his back. Even if I want to take this thing away, I will let you know."

Yang Feng replied calmly.

Birrell was stunned for a moment, and then said with emotion: "Mr. Yang showed me how modest and gentlemanly the Chinese people are."

"It's just that sometimes modesty isn't that useful."

Yang Feng smiled.

He treats Birrell like this because he thinks Birrell is a good person.

Treat your friends with courtesy.

If it were a robber, we should naturally use another method.

Biler naturally knew what Yang Feng meant, and looked at the ancient books again.

"Mr. Yang knows the Code of Hammurabi, right?"

Birrell asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "I know that the oldest legal code in the world, with words carved on stone, is currently stored in the Louvre in your Bach city."

"Yes, I have studied that code carefully, because it is looking for evidence of ancient civilization. The words on it are somewhat similar to this classical one."

Birrell said.

Yang Feng seemed to understand something and said: "Then what do you mean..."

"This is most likely some news that Count Des received and kept there."

"That being said, I might want to go back to that castle again if I have time."

Yang Feng said, "It is very likely that he left something for us, and about this count, I seemed to have heard someone tell a story yesterday."

"That rumor about vampires?"

"Yes, what he said is quite true. I originally just listened to it as a story, but now it seems that this story is not groundless."

Yang Feng looked at Birrell.

The latter understood and said: "I will ask someone to investigate this."

"Actually, I've heard before that there are three main types of superpowers in Europe. One is people who are fused with animal blood, such as werewolves, and the other is vampires."

As Yang Feng spoke, he looked at Birrell and said, "There is another type of people who are inherited from the family and practice by relying on the blood of noble knights and angels."

"I belong to the third type."

Birrell answered, "There has always been a tradition of knights in our family. It is said that our ancestors were favored by angels, so we have our own way of practice."

"Well, it's just that the other two should have side effects, right?"

"Yes, a person with superpowers of the orc bloodline. On a full moon night, you must enter a special room to avoid the magnetic field of the moonlight, otherwise it will cause violence."

Birrell said, and continued: "Although it is not as good as the legend of turning into a werewolf, it will also consume a lot of strength."

"What about vampires?"

"They... need a replenishment of blood every month."

"Is it okay to draw blood?"

"No, although they need blood, in fact, what they really need is the vitality in the blood. After the blood is extracted, there is no human vitality anymore, so it will naturally have no effect on them."

Birrell said.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "This doesn't seem to be the right path."

"But that was a method that some civilians were forced to use during special periods in order to resist the rule of big families and churches, and it was eventually passed down."

Birrell said, "There are already a lot of people using these methods now, but the conditions are actually very harsh and it is not that easy."

"It seems that Bacheng is not that stable."

"Alas~ I hope the future is not like this."

Birrell also sighed.

He always had confidence in his civilization.

Unlike others who pursue China's dragon vein, Birrell has always wanted to lead his family to find a new path of his own.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "What I just said is a bit off topic, but this code and the dagger, I want to stay with you, okay?"

"This...this...Mr. Yang, you..."

Birrell was stunned for a moment.

He knew how valuable this thing was, especially the extremely special aura in the code.

What is recorded above must be extraordinary.

"Just stay here with you. If you find anything in the future, just tell me."

Yang Feng smiled.

Birrell was stunned, but finally said with a smile: "In China, this is called a gentleman's agreement, right?"

"That's understandable. I think you are a gentleman."

"Yes, if I really find something here, I will definitely tell Mr. Yang as soon as possible."

Birrell immediately patted his chest.

While the two were talking here, Zhao Zhuwei also came out.

I don't know if it was because she didn't sleep well all night, but her eyes were still bloodshot.

Yang Feng looked back and said helplessly: "What's wrong with you?"

"I was dreaming."

"what?"

"I dreamed of a vampire swallowing us all up."

"What are you dreaming about every day?"

"Who told me that when I went to the castle yesterday, you..."

"You should stop it now. You have to go on the adventure yourself. What does having nightmares about you when you come back have anything to do with me?"

Yang Feng immediately interrupted.

Zhao Zhuwei snorted, turned her head and said, "I won't tell you."

The two started bickering early in the morning.

Birrell smiled as he watched, and said, "You two, you can get ready for breakfast."

"Hey, don't you have to wait for my parents?"

"It doesn't matter. We won't turn off the fire here. After they wake up, they can have someone do it right away. It will be quick."

"..."

Zhao Zhuwei was a little confused.

Although she can be considered a eldest lady, she also has a nanny at home.

But something like this is too wasteful and extravagant.

Moreover, Zhao Zhuwei was punished by Zhao Guofeng for not eating properly when she was a child.

In contrast, people seem to have no idea what frugality is.

But they are all guests, and they don't bother to say more. Anyway, as long as they have something to eat, that's fine.

After breakfast, the sun has completely risen.

More than eight in the morning.

It is more than half an hour's drive from the auction venue.

As for the auction at ten o'clock in the morning, they should start early.

Manor gate.

The two cars headed towards the main city.

Zhao Zhuwei felt much more energetic after having breakfast.

Sitting in the back of the car, I kept looking at the scenery on both sides.

The driver seemed to have been specially instructed to drive slower than usual.

In fact, let alone Zhao Zhuwei, even Yang Feng was full of curiosity about the scenery outside at this time.

It was his first time to go abroad and see so many special buildings and people around him.

"A lot of foreigners."

Yang Feng sighed in his heart.

But then he suddenly realized.

Strictly speaking, I am a foreigner now...

Nearly an hour passed.

The car finally stopped in a large auditorium.

The parking lot here is already very crowded at this time.

As Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei got out of the car, a familiar figure that they hadn't seen for a long time appeared in front...