Chapter 814 You Bastard!

"You Let go of my grandfather!"

Crystal came to herself and stared at Arnold.

With the dead Lord Albert in Arnold's hand.

Lord Albert's eyeballs were prominent, and there was still fresh blood at the corner of his mouth. His face was no longer red. It was obvious that he had died for a long time.

With a sneer on his ferocious face, Arnold said, "In fact, I really admire my brother. I didn't expect him to be so spineless, and I didn't expect that he would rather die than protect you, but It's a pity that you all overestimate yourselves, but you still refuse to admit defeat and insist on challenging our limits. Look, now that my brother is dead, you also soon! "

Then Arnold threw Lord Albert's body under his feet and stepped on Lord Albert's face with one foot.

Crystal's eyes turned red. Being pulled by Edgar, she shouted at Arnold, "Get out of here!"

Lord Albert's face had been turned into a different shape by being trampled by Arnold, and his whole face was distorted so that no one could see his original appearance.

Arnold said, "Miss lvy, you don't have to be so angry. He deserves it. I told him not to get involved in your business, but he didn't listen to me. As your brother, I have no choice. Besides, the old king said that his son was no longer our dragon city when he left Dragon City a few years ago, you are not the person in the Dragon City.

Of course, his body couldn't be left here, because he He doesn't deserve it!"

As soon as Arnold finished his words, he gave Lord Albert a hard kick on his head.

Clenching her fists, Crystal bit her lips and glared at Arnold, "Fuck off! Fuck off! Stop! Don't touch my grandfather! Don't touch him!"

Seeing that Arnold treated Lord Albert's body like this, Edgar was also very angry.

These two scumbags deserve to die!

Edgar signaled Leo to put him down. He let go of Leo and stood there weakly, suddenly laughing.

He laughed loudly like a tsunami.

Frowning, Arnold looked at Edgar and asked coldly, "What are you laughing at?"

Hearing that, Edgar stopped laughing. His voice was calm and his expression was cold. At fi

uld he not be angry!

"Mr. Arnold, you'd better think about it carefully. What is the so-called authentic the Dragon Race? Or someone wants to control the whole the Empire? A child about four or five years old? Can you believe that he can defeat the responsibility of the ruler of any country? You are the biological son of the old king. If he doesn't give the throne to you, who else does he want to give it to?"

Seeing that Arnold was moved by what Edgar said, Tyrone cursed Arnold in his heart, 'Idiot!'!

However, he still acted as if he was Arnold's brother. "Arnold, don't listen to him. I'm not the chief councilor in charge of the throne of the Dragon Master clan. It's all the decision of the old king. I just did it."

Tyrone was very smart. He put all the blame on the old king with just a word. This is what your father wants. What can you say?

Before Arnold could say anything, Edgar interrupted, "Really? Mr. Tyrone. Are you kidding a three year old boy? Not to mention how old my son is, according to the rules here, if you want to inherit the Kingdom, do you have to be able to have both sides? Do you need to have the ability to rule the country, and do you need someone with high legal power? And do you have these three points?

But these three points are all possessed by Mr. Arnold. He should be the most suitable heir to the throne. But I think you, Mr. Tyrone, won't agree, will you?"