Chapter 147: Two Gold Cards!

The other party seemed silent and didn't say anything.
Monica went back to the room, thought for a while, and knocked on the door of 402 Joachim stayed first.
The rooms in the castle are not in a typical European style, but some modern Nordic style, which Monica still appreciates very much.
Cold, lazy, with a bit of inhuman indifference.
It's a bit like Laurence's cafe.
Monica admired the decoration of the castle while waiting for Joachim to open the door.
The rotating white Italian staircase hangs in the air, above which is a cold ceiling chandelier. At the end of the chandelier is the dome of the castle, which is where the fifth floor is located.
It is very wide there, and it seems that some light can be faintly revealed.
It didn't take long for Monica to look at it, and soon Joachim opened the door and welcomed Monica in.
The second after Monica entered, a door on the fifth floor slammed open, and Laurence came out, followed by a blond man behind him, talking to him.
There is only one room on the fifth floor, which occupies most of the corridor, and the rest of the room is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Facing the inside of the manor, the rotating roof of the castle successfully gathers all the light. , It's so bright that it's hard to keep the eyes open.
Laurence walked down, his whole body was shrouded in light and shadow, he was wearing a dark silk robe, stepped on the soft white carpet and walked down the stairs slowly, like a medieval emperor lazily.
The man behind him followed him, not daring to get too close, but bowed his head respectfully and said: "Boss, the guests from 401 have just come, and they still need two tickets for the gold show, but now the VIP room is only left next to you. You see..."
There was no expression in Laurence's beautiful and exquisite eyes, he hardly stayed here now, and he just said casually after hearing the words: "You can make arrangements."
The man nodded respectfully and said, "Yes, I'll arrange for someone to deliver the tickets."
He casually pressed a few numbers on the communicator.
Laurence didn't reply, but just walked down casually. The man had broad shoulders and long legs, and his complexion was as cold as jade. He wore a vintage velvet robe very nicely, like a blood prince walking out of an oil painting, with a touch of elegance in his elegance. Incomparably noble.
There is a trace of cold impatience hidden between his graceful eyebrows and eyes, and the slightly curly broken hair on his forehead swayed slightly as he walked, casting a light shadow on his handsome face, looking dangerous. mystery.
Lucas Hall was walking up to meet the two of them, when she saw Laurence standing respectfully with his sleeves on one side, clasped his right hand to his chest and bowed lightly: "Master."
Laurence looked at him, with a hint of condescension on his beautiful face: "Have you seen everything in the gold show this time?"
Lucas Hall nodded slightly, and Laurence continued to walk down. When passing by, he said casually, "I'm going back to Convencon immediately after the end, so get yourself prepared."
There was a look of surprise in Lucas Hall's eyes, and then he nodded quickly.
When will the master be so anxious to return to Convencon? He obviously hated going back to Convencon before, and it was indeed a long time since he went back last time.
What is it about Convencon that attracts him so much?
What exactly is going on?
It looks like it's time to ask Kevin sometime.
Lucas Hall continued to walk upwards, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes, there was nothing wrong with his picture. The expression on his face was particularly obvious.
He walked to the door of 401, knocked lightly, saw no one responded, then walked to 402, raised his hand and politely knocked on the door a few times, and then said softly: "Miss, I brought what you asked for. "
When he knocked on the door, Monica had already closed the computer, she got up and opened the door without changing her expression, and saw Lucas Hall's cold, almost indifferent face outside.
He handed the two gilded red papers to Monica, and bowed slightly to her.
"Have a good time, both of you."
Monica nodded, didn't ask why he sent it himself, and closed the door gently.
Only then did Lucas Hall stand up straight. Monica was not a new guest, and she didn't need to be picked up by the hotel. He also left soon.
When Monica returned to the room, Joachim raised his head to look at her in doubt, and asked, "Who is it?"
Monica didn't answer, but looked at the time on the red paper, it opened at 21 o'clock this evening, and it's only four o'clock in the afternoon.
She calmly threw one to Joachim, and said casually, "Do you want to compete in Palace?"
Joachim's eyes lit up and he nodded hurriedly.
Palace is the name of the game that Monica and he often pass the time when they were bored. It is a test of character operation. When the two are free, they often compete online. Although he has never won, it does not affect him at all when he mentions this game. It was pure outburst of enthusiasm.
The two turned on the computer, opened two novice accounts as usual, and started a new round of competition field.
Monica has always chosen assassin heroes, with extremely high explosive power but low blood brittle defense. It is almost difficult to fight against swordsmen who can play well. It is a very challenging hero.
Joachim thought that Monica would still choose an assassin like ghost hand as before, but he didn't expect Monica to choose a shooter emperor with a faint golden light all over his body this time!
Joachim checkedthe selected swordsmen fighting wildly on his interface, and wailed: "Monica, you are cheating!"
She can't him her as an assassin with her own swordsman, yet she still wants to play a shooter!
There was no expression on Monica's face, she just said lightly: "Practice to play a new hero."
Joachim gave her a skeptical look, seeing that her expression did not seem to be fake, so he reluctantly agreed to play a game.
He was already ready to be tortured by Monica. How could he have thought that Monica's shooter was so good that it exploded. Aside from throwing skills around, he rushed to operate on his swordsman's face and was killed by him five times. .
The corners of Joachim's mouth were almost grinning to the ears. He looked at the character on his interface who was chasing the little shooter madly with a big knife. He pressed the attack button a few times with great speed, and the blood bar on the shooter's head collapsed crazily. He quickly fell to the ground, Monica looked at the screen that turned black all of a sudden for the sixth time, and calmly took a sip of water.
"Come again."
Again?
Joachim would not refuse. He looked at Monica's expression as if there was no sign of anger, so he started another round with great interest. This time he took out the assassin that he was not good at, but he didn't expect it to be just a face-to-face. He stealthily guided the character to go behind Monica's shooter, and quickly took the shooter away with a set of skills.
Joachim looked at the shooter who quickly fell, laughing so hard that the whole room shook.
"Hahaha, Monica, it's your doom day!"
Monica's face remained unchanged, but her hand pressing on the keyboard had already begun to lightly lighten.
At this time, she had already started to show signs of irritability.