On the fourth day, the court was held as scheduled. Outside the civil court trial court, which no one was concerned about, hundreds of people from all walks of life gathered, including the support meeting of the "Zhen" Du He, a reporter's gossip woman, and the disciples of Lian Kuiban, all of them were looking forward to it, and they turned into geese with their necks stretched out on the fence.

After a long wait, the crowd started to stir up a little.

A dark Ford sedan slowly stopped in front of the court door. Then, Hu Liu, who was dressed in a neat suit and cleaned up, walked out of the car under the diligent service of the South Asian driver, and coughed twice with a slight weakness.

In June, Hu Liu was still wearing a three-piece suit, a dovetail shirt and pocket watch, and even the buttons on the collar, but there was not even a trace of sweat on his head, which made the woman look blue.

I have to admit that after careful packaging, Hu Liu can appreciate it very much.

All of them are full of the demeanor and elegance of a noble family. Needless to say, people can believe that he is the poor man who has suffered misfortune because he easily believes in others and has been taken away.

Not to mention Hu Liu's pale face, slightly weak steps, and the scar that could be seen vaguely at the collar.

Hu Liu's steps were light. Sometimes, he even believed that he was the real Du He. He was handsome, elegant and knowledgeable, and his magical talent was no less than Du He. If everyone hadn't had different fates, he would never have reached this point today.

The more painful a person is, the more awake he is, the more awake he is, the more crazy he is.

Hu Liu knew more about his mission this time than anyone else, and he had some understanding of his destination after the transaction ended.

Although Takahashi Hashi never told him to die, Hu Liu believed that becoming a secret few knowers was nothing more than a death talisman for him. However, unlike other people who received the death talisman, Hu Liu readily agreed.

He has lived enough.

He doesn't even care about this bad life. So the last bet, and the real thing he can do with his life is a big profit for Hu Liu.

So this time, he fought hard, pulled out his self-esteem, forgot the past, and completely turned himself into another person.

He endured a high dose of knowledge that caused extremely painful punishment, and even received two deep hypnosis from Takahashi Hashi.

The result of hypnosis is that Hu Liu has begun to be unable to tell who he is.

Sometimes it was Hu Liu, sometimes it was Du He, sometimes it was Du He, sometimes it was Du He still condemned Hu Liu who pretended to be Du He, and sometimes Hu Liu was desperately shouting that he should not forget who he was.

Hu Liu is almost crazy.

However, the madman is almost at the verge of the way.

Hu Liu smiled slightly, and the curve of his facial features was exactly the same as that of Du He's photo.

The women's chests began to fluctuate violently, especially when Hu Liu swept over them with a light look and nodded slightly to them.

Hu Liu walked past those women, and he knew that if he wanted, these women would give all for him.

This is the charm of the ‘story’.

After Hu Liu entered the court, a while later, a lazy young man in green walked over from the corner of the street, holding a fat big dog in his hand. The big dog sticks out his tongue, as if he will be exhausted the next moment... like an ordinary young man next door.

Then Du He, wearing a long blue robe, politely squeezed through the crowd and walked into the fence.

After Du He entered for a long time, people realized it and realized that they had just passed by another important person in the lawsuit.

“…is that person?”

The person who asked seemed incredible.

"That's right..."

The answerer was also a little dazed.

Compared with Hu Liu's appearance, Du He's appearance seems a bit too down-to-earth.

An old lady even thought Du He should get two sets of fried dough sticks, so that he would look like an ordinary alley man, but he didn't know that Du He, who had no one to feed him, had just shared two sets of fried dough sticks and two bowls of soy milk with Daiyu at the breakfast stall before turning around this street.

In fact, two days ago, after hearing that Rilke sponsored Hu Liuxing to make gimmicks, Jiang Ling was always thinking about giving Du He something more powerful and intimidating, but he was rejected by Du He in various ways.

After discovering that Du He had made up his mind and was determined not to agree with Jiang Ling's proposal, Jiang Ling decided not to cook for Du Hehe for three days. He cleaned up and returned to Liankuiban. He asked the neighbor next door to persuade him with kind words, "fighting at the bedside and at the end of the bed." Jiang Ling turned back to the wall and took away the only bag of rice.

Now Du He has no way to eat it.

Daiyu pretended to forget the roast chicken buried in the soil, and lay pitifully at Du He's feet, doing only one thing, howling.

An hour later, Daiyu got the new roast chicken that Du He had angrily threw on the ground, and used Daiyu to dig out of another piece of soil.

Biaoyu seemed to understand that silver dollars were a good thing, so in the past two days, Du He had not been hungry except for not wearing newly washed clothes and no one urged him to step up his magic practice.

I heard that the civil court would ask the delivery from Dahua Hotel to eat during the trial, but Du He also had a hint of expectation because he hadn't eaten meat and vegetables other than roast chicken for a long time.

After Shi Shiran sat in the dock, Du He looked at Hu Liu, who looked like he was looking in a mirror opposite him, smiled politely, and nodded.

Hu Liu's skin twitched slightly, and his expression was a little stiff.

A few months ago, from the moment he met Du He when he met him, he understood who the women who saw others through him really wanted to see, but he never thought that his charm was second to Du He.

Hu Liu is an emotional liar who relies on his ability to make a living from a noble lady. What he is best at is deceiving people's hearts and playing with emotions.

He was confident that if he met those two women first, he should have liked him.

He studied Du He, and during this period he was almost tortured and forced to imitate Du He. He always believed that Du He had more than him than a family and a halo of returning from studying abroad.

Now he is also a noble family. Hu Liu's back is straight and his face is warm and smiling. No matter from any angle, his etiquette is perfect and impeccable.

But this confidence began to collapse when Du He walked in from that door.

Du He just leaned on the chair casually, folded his legs, and touched a dog lying beneath the table from time to time with one hand. None of the places was etiquette, but these originally vulgar actions were naturally pleasing to the eye.

Hu Liu knew how worse he was than Du He.

Then he realized that he could never become Du He.
Chapter completed!