Under the watchful eyes of many nobles and celebrities, Russell rejected Ruth's kindness.

He walked to the dining table, picked up a napkin and wiped his blood-stained hands. The blood was all splatter...

Russell frowned as he wiped his right hand, staring at the teeth embedded in the flesh on the back of his hand.

"Oh! Mr. Walker, you..." Mrs. Brown said heartbroken and anxiously.

Before she could finish speaking, she saw Russell raising his hand to pull out the tooth embedded in the flesh and throwing it into Spicer's mouth.

As everyone watched this scene, the hairs on their bodies stood up, and the cool breeze suddenly poured into their pores, causing them to shiver.

"..."

Russell threw the blood-stained napkin onto the dinner plate held by the waiter, turned around and looked at the celebrities and nobles.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone's meal. Can Captain Smith please send someone to send Mr. Carl's personal bodyguard for treatment? He only suffered some skin injuries and his life is not in danger. I was just to protect my employer and I was more ruthless.

.Sorry if I disturb you."

Astor shook his head and said: "Walker, don't be so polite. We have seen with our own eyes what Carl and his personal bodyguards did. It is not your fault. It is your duty to be forced to take action."

Yin Simei said: "Yes, Mr. Walker, you are really professional as a security consultant. If I do business in the United States, I will definitely come to you."

"Thank you Mr. Yin Simei..."

Russell felt something strange in his arm, so he looked down.

I saw Ruth wrapping him up with a bandage, Russell frowned slightly but said nothing.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, especially Astor, who whispered to his little wife, saying that this was how he bandaged Madeleine...

"After arriving in the United States, my company will be opened. I hope you will support me then. Of course, if you don't mind that I am an ordinary person without aristocratic blood and noble status."

Yin Xiduo said: "Walker, don't be so self-deprecating. In my opinion, you are not like an ordinary person at all, and your behavior is even more like a gentleman. I like young people like you very much."

Astor added: "Yes, if you succeed in starting a business in the United States, then you will also be what Fisher calls an upstart."

"Ha ha……"

Laughter gradually broke out, and everyone present understood this kind of humor instantly.

It’s just that Fisher’s smile was a little embarrassing because she was the protagonist of the humor.

"Go and talk to Mr. Karl quickly. We will wait for you to come back for dinner." Astor said.

"OK."

At this time, Ruth also helped Russell bandage up and tied a bow carefully, which was full of romance.

She developed an admiration for Russell. Although she met Russell for the first time, he beat up Carl and Spicer as an ordinary person. It was like a commoner taking a knife to the imperial power!

This is the style of conduct she has always dreamed of.

Ruth wanted to resist, not to accept her fate.

She doesn't like the social life of aristocrats, and she doesn't want to become a noblewoman confined at home in the future. What's the difference between that and a sow?

So she wanted to get close to Russell, learn from him and ask about his experience.

I hope he can teach himself how to escape from the sea of ​​suffering.

Russell looked into her eyes and said thank you, and she responded with a polite smile.

This was the first formal and polite conversation between the two.

The gun at Carl's feet had been picked up by the waiter and handed to Captain Smith.

He was located far away from the long dining table, and when he saw Ruth taking the initiative to approach Russell, a fire ignited in his heart.

He secretly called Ruth a bitch. They were already engaged, but she was unfaithful to him?

When I saw Fisher laughing in embarrassment in the aristocratic circle, I felt even more disgusted and hated him endlessly.

She sold Ruth at a high price, and the aristocratic wife Karl paid a huge price for was actually bandaging the wounds of his enemy?

It's all because Fisher didn't educate his daughter well. Is this how the aristocrats are supposed to be?

Carl was about to be furious. He thought again that Fisher looked down on Mrs. Brown and said she was a nouveau riche.

So what is he?

He married Ruth because of the aristocratic blood, not for the nouveau riche who only had money but no status!

"Both mother and daughter are neither good," Karl cursed secretly.

Spicer lying on the ground is even more of an old loser. You already pulled out a fucking gun, why didn't you shoot?

What are you afraid of? As long as you kill him, your wife, children, and children will live a better life!

Just when Karl's anger continued and his inner drama was extremely active, Russell came to him.

He raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "Mr. Karl, let's talk?"

Karl's eyes narrowed, and when Russell's palm fell on his shoulder, his hair instantly opened, and fear suddenly swept through his body.

"You, what do you want to talk about."

"Let's find a quiet place. How about the side deck? The view is very nice."

Karl moved slowly and followed him to the deck outside.

The calm sea surface exudes a blue light, which is the refraction of the sun.

Karl couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw that he didn't speak for a long time, just looking at the blue sea and smoking.

"you……"

Russell turned his head and stared coldly, "You have to call me sir. This is the most basic courtesy for a gentleman."

"Mr. Walker, what do you want to talk about?"

"Do you think this sea is very quiet?"

"…Yes."

"The reason why it is quiet is because the storm has passed. When the storm comes back, it will change its scene."

Carl was struggling in his heart, because there were only two of them on the side deck. If he pushed Russell down, I'm afraid no one would notice...

"Mr. Walker, I apologize for my impulsive behavior today."

"No need to apologize." Russell threw away the cigarette butt, turned around and stared at him and said: "If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Last night I said I would only give you one chance, but now you have no chance."

In an instant, Russell raised his hand, grabbed his collar, and pushed him directly onto the side of the boat.

Carl was frightened and screamed in panic.

"No, I don't want to die, don't kill me..."

Russell brought him back, looked at his frightened look, and said with a smile: "How do you judge that I dare to kill you? Mr. Carl, I am just a security consultant responsible for protecting the personal safety of my employer. Your personal bodyguard put the gun on

It was because of my employer that I attacked him, and you didn't do anything to Mrs. Brown."

Hearing this, Carl was relieved. Just now he felt that if he hadn't shouted for mercy, Russell might really have thrown him into the Atlantic Ocean.

"Mr. Walker, I am willing to compensate you for your losses."

Russell asked: "What do I have to lose?"

"You're hurt."

"Oh! That means compensation. No, it seems a bit like buying and selling by force..."

"No, no, I am completely voluntary, Mr. Walker, please give me another chance."

Carl did not dare to act rashly because his bodyguard was already unconscious. If he continued to bark at Russell on the boat, he would really die.

He knew it clearly when he saw Russell pulling out the teeth embedded in the flesh and then throwing them into Spicer's mouth with an expressionless expression.

What they do is a business that licks blood, but he is just a rich second generation immersed in the luxurious upper class circle, there is no comparison at all.

Russell didn't want to seduce Karl with pretentious words, but this was the quickest way to deal with people like Karl.

"Mr. Walker, I don't have much cash with me. I'm afraid I don't have enough money to compensate you for your loss."

Russell patted his shoulder and squeezed, and said with a smile: "A man who knows the current affairs is a hero...Although Mr. Carl's photo is slightly worse than that of a hero, what you said is very good. After lunch, I will go to your luxurious first class cabin, please

Get the black tea ready."

Karl lowered his head and said: "Looking forward to your arrival."

He has no choice but what to do if he doesn't bow his head?

Everyone on the ship was speaking for Russell. If the incident was allowed to continue to develop, his reputation would be ruined when he arrived in the United States.

By then, the entire American upper class will no longer be gossiping about Gudheim's romantic deeds, but he will be on the headlines of gossip pages and become a topic of conversation after dinner.

Gudheim did not come to the restaurant to dine, and seemed to be having fun with French stars in his room.

Russell returned to the restaurant and saw that the long table was already full of food. He smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Carl and I took too long to resolve our differences and disturbed everyone's meal."

Astor said: "It doesn't matter, Walker, without your humor, I have no appetite for delicious food."

"Now that everyone is here, let's get started."
To be continued...