The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet, which also made the screams of the unlucky people lying on the ground even more harsh.
All eyes are on Downton and Fatty.
Although Fatty doesn't come to Crazy Horse Nightclub often, as the heir of the Guise family, he is also one of those people who is well-known in the Paris aristocratic circle and cannot be messed with. But now, he is standing in the place where one punch explodes
In front of the young man who is Crazy Horse's personal bodyguard, he behaves respectfully.
"ah!"
The brown-haired woman was startled, what Duke? Why was the fat man so respectful to him? The next moment, ecstasy surged into her heart, and she was suddenly very happy. If she had escaped in the bathroom just now, this opportunity would have been lost.
The red-haired woman was also shocked. She had no idea that the person she was ridiculing just now would have such a powerful background. Then the next moment, she saw the proud look from the brown-haired woman, which made her jealous and jealous.
.
She would rather accompany a handsome man like Downton than serve that fat man, and she didn't care even if he played some excessive tricks.
The brown-haired woman puffed up her chest, as proud as a peacock. She caught a glimpse of the women looking at her with envy and jealousy, and she couldn't help but feel happy.
"Brother Downton, are you angry? If not, how about demolishing this store?"
The fat man didn't ask about right or wrong at all, he only asked about Downton's mood.
Hearing this, the onlookers around him sighed again. As expected, he was from a wealthy family, and his domineering power directly overwhelmed other nobles.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me. I will be responsible for tonight's consumption!"
Boss Crazy Horse came over.
"Do I need your money?"
The fat man yelled loudly.
Not only did the boss not get angry, but he took advantage of others not paying attention and gave the fat man a grateful look. He could tell. Downton is the kind of powerful young man. This type cannot be persuaded at all and can only be followed.
The meaning comes.
"I'm just a guest in your house, so I don't need to be so respectful, right?"
After a fight, everyone was beaten up on the ground. Downton felt much better, so he no longer fussed, but was a little confused about the fat man's attitude.
"Brother, you are too outspoken. Aunt Andrea made a statement today. You will be her brother from now on. Anyone who bullies you will not be able to get her support!"
Fatty explained.
As a red archbishop, Andrea has the power within the family. Just withdrawing from the competition for the heir will make these young people cry long live. If they get her support again, their winning rate will naturally increase.
Of course, the most important thing is Downton's extraordinary talent and power. Not to mention the identity of the Prince of Bavaria and the Hand of the King, a powerful man who is only twenty years old and successfully promoted to the seventh level of the scepter in less than five years.
It is already certain that he will become the generalissimo. Now, his goal is to become a legend.
You know, among wealthy families, legends are already the top fighting force and can influence the life and death of many people.
The fat man's words caused another wave of exclamations to be heard all around. Andrea's statement meant that the Geese family and Downton had formed an alliance. And they even took the initiative to back it up.
"Mentor?"
Downton curled his lips and rubbed his hair irritably, "I'm leaving, go back to sleep."
"I'll arrange a carriage to take you off!"
The fat man is very considerate.
"No, that's right. This guy..."
Downton took a few steps and suddenly thought of the blond man.
"It's bad luck for him if he offends you. If he didn't beat him to death, it's already a big honor."
The fat man laughed playfully, picked up an overturned chair from the ground, and hit it directly on the blond man.
The screams started again, because the fat man hit him mercilessly. The chair hit the blond man's head, causing his forehead to open directly.
"Okay, if his family is not convinced, let them go to the hotel to find me!"
Downton patted the fat man on the shoulder, turned and left. As the leader of the kingdom, this was his confidence. If he didn't accept it, he would start a war.
"If he dares, I will twist their heads off first!"
The fat man didn't think Downton was joking. The police mobilization order was issued, and an army of two million people could be summoned immediately. The blond man's family was not a wealthy family, so how could he compete with them? So he could only swallow this loss alive.
"So domineering, I suddenly understand why Princess Sissi likes him!"
"One punch blasted the dragon-slaying stage, this strength, tsk tsk!"
"What about the dragon slayer? He even killed the little madman Azar. He is the strongest newcomer who has risen."
Watching Downton leave, there were whispers all around. The blond man had always been arrogant and had dealt with many people, so now many people looked at his miserable state and felt relieved. He would never be able to get back from this situation.
"Not necessarily. The blond man will be beaten to death. His father is famous for protecting his shortcomings!"
"So what if the Guise family will intervene? Don't forget, Downton ordered the air force expedition and bombed the Wigan royal family. With the title of the number one general in the north, who do you think would dare to offend?"
"Yes, I think the right thing for his father to do is to have another child as soon as possible!"
The nobles snickered, no matter what, after tonight, the blond man's face was completely humiliated, and they had another topic to talk about.
"I really want to be fucked by him!"
Some infatuated women were not so emotional. Looking at Downton's back, they wished they could be ravaged by him.
"Downton!"
The brown-haired woman chased after him and hugged Downton's arm.
"This damn woman!"
The red-haired girl and the others were going crazy with jealousy. If it was her who had just struck up a conversation, wouldn't she be able to get to know Downton now?
"Oh, thank you just now!"
Downton's head still hurt, and the high degree of alcohol made him very drunk. Before he could walk out of the hall, he vomited all over the floor again.
If it had been someone else who had vomited here, the bodyguards would have used them as rags to wipe the floor, but now they are all standing nearby, not daring to fart. They are not stupid. They didn't see the boss being treated like a grandson just now.
Train!
"How can you get home like this? I'll take you there!"
The brown-haired woman put on a concerned expression, put Downton's arm on her shoulders, and helped him leave. Because of her closeness, the warm body temperature and masculine scent hit her face, making her a little intoxicated.
"What's wrong with me?"
Looking at Downton's side face, the brown-haired woman couldn't help but laugh. She was a frequent visitor to the nightclub, and she wasn't Hina, but facing Downton, she actually felt as shy and excited as she did when she fell in love for the first time.
"No!"
Downton refused.
"No, it's too dangerous for you to walk at night like this."
The brown-haired girl would not be stupid enough to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if it was just a one-night stand, she would make this man remember her. With this friendship, even if she could not marry him, she would do something in the future.
It will also be much easier.
The background of Downton is really coveted by brown-haired women.
“Go to the Palm District!”
After stopping a taxi, the brown-haired woman helped Downton get in. He suddenly changed his mind. If he returned to the hotel, given his low status, his servant would definitely give him a sum of gold coins and send him away. He wanted to have a night of love.
?It’s simply impossible. Those maids may have been impatient, so she planned to go back to the community where she lived to let him experience the feeling of home.
Margaret, who was selling flowers on the street, was shocked when she saw a woman helping the young man out, getting into a carriage and leaving.
"Hey. Here's some money for you!"
The man buying flowers shouted impatiently.
"Ah, I gave you flowers, no need to pay for them!"
Margaret chased the carriage and ran a few steps in a hurry. In her opinion, the women in the nightclub were not good people. So she thought that Downton had been deceived. She wanted to catch up, but she followed him.
Not getting on the carriage.
"Are you going after that young man?"
The sudden recollection of the voice startled Margaret. She turned around and saw a girl dressed in neutral clothes standing next to her.
"Damn it, I wanted to have another chance encounter, but I didn't expect to see a scene like this. This stinky, lustful man, I don't deserve my admiration for you so much!"
Lorraine curled her lips, looking unhappy.
"He's not that kind of person!"
La Traviata explained.
"You know him?"
Lorraine asked.
"No...I don't know you!"
Seeing that Lorraine had a misunderstanding, Margaret quickly explained.
"Let's go take a look together!" Lorraine stopped a carriage, pulled La Traviata into it, and loudly ordered, "Catch up with the carriage in front!"
"Hello, there are thirty-two silver coins in total."
"Keep the change, please!"
Throwing a gold coin to the coachman, the brown-haired woman helped Downton go upstairs. She couldn't help it anymore and secretly touched his waist. The heat and warmth from his skin made him almost moan.
"Where is this?"
The wine was getting stronger, and Downton felt a little dazed.
"Home!"
The brown-haired woman explained vaguely, opened the door of a room in the corridor on the third floor, and after putting Downton on the bed, she climbed on him and couldn't wait to give him a long kiss.
"Um!"
Downton frowned and pushed the brown-haired woman's cheek away.
"Do you dislike the strong smell of perfume on me?"
The brown-haired woman sniffed her armpits, hesitated, and then walked to the bathroom, "Forget it, the night is long anyway, so it's not too late. It would be terrible if he has a bad impression of me."
The brown-haired woman was going to give Downton a wonderful night that would make him obsessed with her and never forget her again, so she had to put on her pajamas and dress up carefully.
The shower head was turned on, and hot water poured down on the brown-haired woman. She didn't notice that a pool of slimy creatures squeezed in from the ventilation hole.
Its body had no outline or facial features. It was just kneaded from a ball of black mud. After rising from the ground, it suddenly shot out dense tentacles and pierced into the brown-haired woman's body.
"Ah, that woman is indeed a liar!"
After asking about the room where the brown-haired woman lived, Margaret ran out, raised her head to observe, and suddenly noticed that there was a black shadow on the window of the bathroom, and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Why do you say that?"
Lorraine asked.
"Downton is drunk, so he definitely can't take a shower, so this must be the woman and her accomplices hiding in the bathroom, planning how to harm the adults!"
The Lady of the Camellias swears by her vows.
"I think you are more suitable to be a writer than me. What a great idea!"
