Almighty Lord: I can modify hidden entries.

Chapter 38 Like the main character of the villain
Gooden, who didn't want to pay attention to the other party at first, didn't show anything on his face when he heard this, but he had already thought about how to teach this guy a lesson in his heart.

For the Charlison family, he Gooden really has no ability to turn his face.

But to treat a second son, it is just casual.

In addition, there is an old hatred here, and this will come to provoke and give an excuse, and Gooden can't live without collecting interest.

"Snapped……"

A crisp, meat-to-meat collision sounded.

Everyone present was stunned, Gooden actually slapped Falcardo without saying a word? !
"As the son of a baron, didn't anyone teach you how to treat a lord?"

Falcardo, who was slapped with a slap, hadn't recovered at the moment, and his face was a little distorted after a long time of reaction.

Where has he been so wronged since he was a child, and being slapped in this public place is undoubtedly equivalent to a slap in the face of his family.

Falcardo, who was full of anger, picked up his fist and wanted to swing it up.

With quick hands and eyes, Gooden raised his leg and kicked the opponent away with one kick.

The guards who reacted beside him quickly stepped forward to block the two, and the guards of the other party also stepped forward when they saw it.

And just now, Gooden put an impulsive and irritable entry directly to the other party while drawing the slap.

This time Kung Fu, it is estimated that the mentality exploded directly and came to him for revenge.

Sure enough, Falcardo, who staggered back a few steps, was completely swept away by his anger at this moment, and he took out the weapon from his waist and rushed forward.

If it wasn't for a guard to help stop them, I'm afraid they would have gone to the end to go shopping.

"Gooden, can't you afford it? Let me play!"

Looking at Falcardo who was going crazy, Gooden just added indifferently.

"Come on, let him go. According to the crime of attacking the lord, I will execute you on the spot now, and no one dares to say anything."

Saying that, Gooden slowly drew out his long sword and pointed at the opponent.

Under the icy metallic luster of the long sword, Fakado woke up in an instant, no longer struggling, but continued to stare at Gooden with angry eyes.

"It's just the son of the baron, not a baron. If you don't have the ability, don't f*ck around in front of my eyes, or you will settle the old and new grudges with you."

Gooden was also not used to the other party, and after leaving a villainous sentence viciously, he took people away directly.

Although the old saying goes that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, it is a pity that Gooden is not a gentleman, he is just a self-interested ordinary person.

If you have the strength and don't pretend to be slapped in the face, what's the difference between that and salted fish?
On the way back, Old Joseph expressed doubts about Gooden's abnormal behavior just now.

"Master, if you humiliate each other in public like this, I'm afraid the Charlieson family..."

"What are you afraid of, it's not to slap his father in the face." Gooden said with some disdain.

At the same time, while Old Joseph didn't speak, Gooden explained directly with the magic message he had just learned.

"I was really unhappy with that idiot just now, and there is no need to do this, but thinking of the unusual behavior of the Charlison family, I plan to test the water with Falcardo and see how the other party reacts."

"And with that slap just now, I'm afraid the Charlieson family will have to stop recently."

Old Joseph, who didn't know what to do, didn't ask, and silently followed the team back to the residence.

After returning, Gooden routinely refreshed the entries one by one for everyone, but he and Old Joseph still couldn't find a suitable option.

Among the accompanying bodyguards, a good entry for combat power was written, and they were pulled out to chat (xi) chat (nao).

After a while, the selected soldiers looked at Gooden with a frenzy and swore allegiance.

Looking at the fanatical expression of the other party, Gooden sighed deeply, and he was going further and further on the road of MLM chief.

And compared to building a macho team, Gooden still wants to build a battle maid or something in his heart.

After all, being eye-catching and fighting is such a wonderful thing.

After changing the person, Gooden returned to his room and began to modify the weapon.

After some selections and decisions, in the end, the second entry revision today was used on the magic rifle.

[Magic energy storage: can store the magic power required for three shots, and reduce the magic power required for one shot every eight hours after storing the magic power]

For a magic rifle without a trigger, this entry does not affect others threatening themselves if they get it.

At the same time, with this entry, Gooden can also fire quickly without using magic in critical situations, which maximizes his error tolerance.

The last chance to revise the entry is left, and Gooden does not intend to use it.

It's not in your own castle now, you have to leave a modification number just in case.

Gooden still attaches great importance to his own life. After all, the number of times is wasted, and he can have it again the next day.

But if your life is lost, then it's really lost...

……

On the other side, Fakado looked at the red palm print on his face, and his anger couldn't help but rise again.

"It's just a lord, just wait... The next year will be your time of death!"

Unable to vent the anger in his heart, Falcardo could only transfer it to the dancer.

Silent all night.

The next day's auction was held after noon, and Gooden didn't get up early as usual.

Instead, he slept a little late, taking it as a rest from yesterday's rushing around all day.

It wasn't until after three poles in the sun that he got up leisurely. After washing up, he went to the auction with old Joseph and others.

The manganese steel that was taken out yesterday has received the attention of the auction house. After entering the venue, special personnel took them to a VIP box.

All kinds of luxurious furniture are available here, and there is even a queen-size bed.

At the same time, there is a 'balcony' in the room, from which you can directly see the auction platform and public seats below.

"Master Gooden, the auction will start in a while. You can rest here for a while. If you need it, you can call us to ensure your satisfaction."

The young lady who led the way said gently in a gentle voice, while Gooden touched her stomach and said casually.

"I just got up, I'm a little hungry, let's get something to eat."

Suddenly thought of something, Gooden continued to add.

"By the way, give me a copy of today's auction list."

"Okay, Master Gooden."

When the other party left, Gooden took off the rifle in the cloth bag.

He continued to carry the other cloth bag with the staff hidden in it, not because the staff was too expensive to be lost.

But Gooden found that the staff does not need to be in his hand to take effect. As long as he carries it with him, he can enjoy the benefits of the staff in real time.

It's just that when some aggressive directional magic is released, there will be misalignment.

However, with his current strength, it is still difficult to release a complete and lethal spell, which is not as convenient as a rifle.

　Good brothers rush rush, happy Friday, get dry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)