Divine Tribulation of the Star Civilization - Chapter Extra 108. Darkening Chen Cang (4) . (Part 1)

[Extra 108. Darkening Chen Cang (4) 1/2]

Looking at the Hidden Sandcastle area, countless powerful forces have been surrounding it for decades, and the idea that various forces can live in peace has long since disappeared.

There has been too much bloodshed, too much raging hatred.

Just one wrong step and you will be doomed!

The Rothschild family is famous not only because of their family’s terrible financial resources, but also because of an unconfirmed legend – it is said that their family was loyal to a powerful leader of Iron Castle a hundred years ago. The power is far greater than it is now.

This leader was so powerful that he was called a legend at that time. In more than ten years, he created unprecedented and unprecedented achievements, and almost brought the vast area of the west under his command.

However, things are unpredictable, and this little change stopped him from moving forward. Not only did it cost him his life, but it also turned the various factions into a more divided and antagonistic situation today.

However, after all, this happened too long ago, and no one knows the truth.

Since then, the Rothschild family has not been influenced by any one power, and has only made deals with various factions – it can also be said that it is a wallflower, moving with the wind, but standing still.

It is said that this behavior is a family tradition formed after that incident.

Now, for the benefit of the entire family, Haoluo must delve into the causes and consequences of this matter, and must not take it lightly, not to mention that these refugees may be important clues to solve the mystery of the entire incident.

Taking this risk is nothing to Haolo.

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from far away to near from outside the courtyard.

“They’re here,” Fander said.

“How many?” Howlo asked.

“There are fourteen in total, including three women.”

“Bring them in.”

A few minutes later, there were fourteen refugees standing in the huge courtyard of the Rothschild family. The surrounding firelight was bright, and Haoluo stood up without saying a word. He just walked up to the group of people and looked at them carefully.

Moving along the light of the torch, Haolo saw the faces of those people clearly in turn.

Every face was written with extreme panic and fatigue, and perhaps a little bit of luck in escaping.

Haoluo saw that all the refugees were in ragged clothes, skinny and dusty, and they looked like homeless people who had been wandering in the wilderness for a long time. Except for the deep-set eye sockets, the color of the skin of these people can also be seen, and almost the entire face is covered in black charcoal.

It seemed that the refugees had walked a long way in the middle of the night. Thinking of the Xuan Gang people following them, the family members speculated that these people might be running for their lives, or maybe they were being used as live bait.

Hopefully it’s the former.

Even though Mr. Haoluo was used to seeing strong winds and waves, he couldn’t help but frown and ponder silently at this moment.

What have these people been through? Why do they know that powerful woman?

Facing the Rothschild family, the refugees’ expressions became more and more awkward.

Everyone was huddled together, fear in their eyes. Although they were mentally prepared, they still couldn’t believe that these people in front of them could really protect them.

“Let them all sit down and have a rest, and get some food and water.” Mr. Haoluo turned around and sat back in his chair before speaking at this moment.

He knows that at times like this, meeting one’s basic needs is a timely help.

“Yes,” Fandel clapped his hands, turned around and ordered. “Serve the meal.”

In order to prevent these people from being overly nervous, Fandel withdrew all the bodyguards under the wall away from the refugees, leaving only Haolo’s two personal guards.

Not long after, a group of waiters filed out of the house carrying huge plates. The leader was a tall, thin butler wearing clean clothes, followed by a fat chef.

The refugees’ throats made a gurgling sound, and everyone kept swallowing.

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“Oh, feel free to eat. These are all prepared for you. If there are not enough, there will be more.”

Soros raised his chin proudly, raised his brows, and continued, “We are short of time and don’t have time to cook too much. Some of the food is… You don’t mind if we have the leftovers for dinner, right?”

No one responded to him, and even if someone dared to speak, they were in no mood to speak because they were all staring at the food.

“You are all friends of our Rothschild family. If you don’t take good care of me, please forgive me… Let’s eat first.” Fandel also echoed awkwardly.

As soon as the food was served, the refugees didn’t care about anything. Their fear immediately disappeared and they began to wolf down the food.

The food cooked by the top chefs of the Rothschild family is delicious, nutritious, and the aroma can be smelled from a distance. It is definitely not comparable to the cheap insect cakes in the market.

For a time, the wind and the remaining clouds were gone.

Seeing these people eating like crazy, even the cook on the side couldn’t help but be stunned – he had never seen anyone eating like this in this mansion.

“Hey——!”

Amidst the grunting sounds of chewing, the old man among the refugees whispered and suddenly stopped eating.

He took out a small half bone from his mouth that looked like a fish bone, but was much thicker than a fish bone. staring. He bit off most of the only piece of meat on the bone, exposing the white tender meat.

The old man was stunned for a moment, his expression obviously confused.

He looked at it carefully, then threw the remaining bones aside, as if savoring the taste. After a few seconds, he lowered his head again and continued to eat in silence.

To the refugees, these foods were simply the most delicious things they had ever eaten in their lives, so the others did not notice the old man’s unusual behavior at all, and still stuffed food into their mouths, swallowed, chewed, and devoured it.

Fandel has been observing these people, and he naturally noticed the tiny details of the old man’s movements.

Pretending to be casual, he walked up to the old man and quietly observed the discarded bone. I just felt that the appearance of the bones was rare, but I couldn’t see anything unusual.

Fandel walked up to the chef, turned his back, and asked something in a low voice.

After a while, these refugees were all full, and their mental state was obviously very different from when they first arrived. Their tiredness disappeared and their spirits were lifted.

“Ah cough…”

“Since everyone here is friends, let’s not go outside. After eating and drinking, I will arrange a place for everyone to stay and have a good rest…” Mr. Haoluo coughed lightly. Said calmly.

While saying this, he quietly winked at Fander.

Soros still couldn’t let go. He took a step forward and said, “Old man, let me take them there.”

“No,” Haoluo said loudly. He stood up and walked slowly away, “Let the second brother go.” Okay.”

Fandel understood, walked up to the old man with a torch, bent down, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of invitation. He had long seen that the old man was the leader of this group of people.

“We…well, we are really grateful.”

The old man suddenly thanked in a low voice and glanced back uneasily. All the refugees lowered their heads.

“Oh, what are you talking about! If we can come here, then we are friends. Since we are friends, why are you saying any kind words!”