() Downton stepped back with his left foot, leaned his upper body back, and watched calmly as the clerk's greasy palm fanned across the tip of his nose, and the air flowed out blew the black hair on his forehead.
This slap was so powerful that if it hit, Downton's gums would be loosened.
Although the postmen lowered their heads, they all glanced at the development of the situation from the corners of their eyes. When they saw Downton dodge, their eyes almost popped out of their heads in shock. Did he not want this job anymore?
The secretary has a very violent character and will always find excuses to beat people, but the postmen can only endure it, let alone hide, otherwise he will trouble you every day and torture you until you can't bear it anymore and voluntarily leave your job.
Sometimes I can’t even get my monthly salary.
In front of his subordinates, the slap failed, making Ballmer feel that his prestige had been greatly reduced. His fat face immediately turned livid. He took a step forward, raised his leg and kicked Downton in the stomach.
Downton, like a civet cat, dodged the heavy kick on one side of his body.
Ballmer was reluctant, waving his big hands and grabbing his hair. The violent movements made his fat belly shake up and down.
Bang, a copper button on the shirt was broken off, revealing a circle of fat.
In just ten seconds, Ballmer could no longer catch up. He held his thighs with both hands and gasped loudly, like a funny fat pig, but no one dared to laugh.
"You unreasonably contradicted your boss, I'm going to fire you!" Ballmer stared at Downton and roared, as if this was the only way to regain a trace of dignity.
"Sir, it's all my fault. Please calm down. Downton didn't mean to offend you!"
Seeing Downton speaking out for him, Will was so moved that he endured the pain and ran to Ballmer to help him.
"Go away!" Ballmer finally found the punching bag, grabbed Will's hair, and slapped him in the face with a wave of his hand.
Snap, snap, the crisp sound of slaps filled the post office hall. The postmen looked at Will's swollen face in silence, fearing that they would be affected.
Downton knows that he is being targeted. Even if he escapes this time, there will still be trouble waiting for him. After all, Ballmer is his immediate boss, and he is determined to punish you, and there are many ways to do it.
"Calm down!" Downton wanted to resign, but thought about his sister's tuition fees, so he endured it. "Besides, leaving like this, wouldn't it make him even more proud?"
"That's enough, let him go!" Downton took a deep breath, calmed down, exhaled and shouted loudly.
The clerk was suddenly frightened and trembled. He never dreamed that a bastard postman would have the courage to yell at him.
"Calm down and think of a solution!" Facing Ballmer's furious gaze, Downton's mind was racing. He knew that if he couldn't find an excuse, he would definitely face a storm of blows from the other party.
"What are you still doing? Break this bastard's legs!" Ballmer turned around and roared at the postmen in the hall. After all, he was not so stupid that he couldn't help but knew how to use his position to oppress people.
The postmen looked at each other and hesitated to move forward. Downton's popularity prevented them from taking action, but they could not disobey their superiors' orders.
"Give it your best, this is a good opportunity to join the team. If you climb onto the clerk's lap, I might be promoted!" Matt's eyes flickered, calculating the risks of gains and losses, but as soon as he took a step forward, he saw Downton's glance.
When he came over, his body suddenly stiffened. After all, his postman qualifications were the oldest in the post office, and he had even mentored him.
"I had no choice. I reported him and drove away Du Lun. There is no way out!" Cold sweat broke out on Matt's forehead, but looking at the secretary's figure, he immediately made up his mind.
"Downton, who are you, how dare you contradict an adult? Why don't you kneel down and apologize!" Matt shouted cunningly at his colleagues, "Do it, don't let him run wild in the post office."
Someone took the lead, and ten postmen who had a similar relationship with Downton immediately stood up and pounced on him. Not to mention that this was an opportunity to pledge allegiance to the clerk. If he didn't do it, he would definitely be beaten in the future.
Without entering the soul level and activating his talents, Downton would not be a match for the ten postmen. The secretary seemed to have seen the miserable state of him being beaten into a dead dog shape, so he smiled proudly.
"What a pity. If you were such a good talent, if you weren't a close confidant of your predecessor, I would definitely appreciate you!" Ballmer also acknowledged Downton's ability, but this guy is so ignorant that he didn't say anything about filial piety and respect after taking office for two months.
If you don’t flatter me, who will you punish?
Seeing that the situation was over, two more postmen rushed out.
"Haha, bastard, have you seen it? This is the charm of power!"
The clerk smiled ferociously, enjoying the pleasure of ordering others, but then he saw that the other person's handsome face was still calm, which made his pleasure drop sharply. He couldn't help but curse, "Smash his face!"
"Stop, I belong to Melissa, if you want to die, just touch me!"
Although he was in crisis, Downton's self-esteem prevented him from escaping from the post office and roared with a flash of inspiration.
"Wait!" The secretary was startled, stopped his subordinates, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"I serve Melissa!"
Ballmer was a naughty man who often harassed female post office clerks, but Downton never saw him molesting Melissa.
Downton's current attitude confirmed his judgment. No matter what Melissa's status was, as long as he was afraid of her, it would be fine.
"Are you lying to me?" Ballmer's face looked uncertain as he stared at Downton. After all, he was an official and would not be coaxed by a civilian's words.
"You can go and ask for confirmation!" Downton put on a calm attitude, but deep down he was impatient. As soon as Melissa came to the post office tomorrow, he would be exposed.
Of course, the clerk wouldn't think that Downton was Melissa's man. At best, it was a master-servant relationship, but it was still very troublesome.
Two months ago, he first arrived at the Morning Mist Post Office. The moment he saw Melissa, Ballmer wanted to get her into bed.
This woman has a lazy aura all over her body. She is more beautiful than the courtesans who roam the upper class society in the world, and is so coveted.
Ballmer had heard rumors that she was the mistress of a baron, but he didn't care. A helpless woman would inevitably resort to some means to ensure her own safety.
One rainy afternoon, Ballmer called Melissa into the office and was about to take action. However, before he could touch those two plump buttocks, a letter was thrown in his face.
After seeing the content, Bowerman was sweating profusely, changed the topic, and did not dare to attract her attention again.
"Bastard, let me let you be proud for a few more days." Ballmer grabbed the mail on the table, threw it at Downton, and said harshly, "Do you think I can't deal with you with Melissa's support?"
The postmen didn't know why the clerk changed his mind, but Downton obviously stayed, so his expression changed completely. After all, this was a complete fall out with him. Thinking of the nickname of the Fox of the West, everyone shuddered and felt that in the future
My days are going to be sad.
"I'll wait and see!" Downton sorted out the letters and glanced at the hall where he had stayed for three years. He refused to admit defeat, but sighed in his heart.
The excuse will be exposed tomorrow and he will never come back.
"Untouchables are untouchables. They don't understand any etiquette. I heard that your sister is a student of St. George's Academy of Magic? Huh, how can a commoner bastard be admitted to such a key academy?" Looking at the calm Downton, Bowerman became angry.
His orifices were filled with smoke, and he couldn't help but sarcastically say, "You must be a prostitute. If you don't receive 180 men every day, you won't be able to earn enough for tuition!"
"Sure!" The postmen subconsciously looked at Downton. They all knew that Elaine was his treasure. Ballmer's words undoubtedly stoked a hornet's nest.
"You are looking for death!" Downton's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he rushed towards Ballmer like a hurricane rolling up from the ground.
"Stop him!"
Looking at Downton's falcon-like sharp gaze, Ballmer's hair stood on end, he subconsciously stepped back, and the tone of his shout changed.
It was too late. Downton leaned forward, kicked the ground hard with his right foot, and rushed to Ballmer's side like a cannonball. Then he exerted force with his knees, his back stretched like a big bow, and his right fist was like a powerful arrow.
, hit the clerk hard on the chin.
Bang, Bowerman's head was thrown back after being hit, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Several blood-stained teeth fell to the floor.
Downton withdrew his right arm and punched, hitting the clerk's face continuously with such a crack that the bridge of his nose collapsed. Blood spurted out like a fountain, soaking through his chest and clothes.
Several postmen with good connections rushed up and stopped Downton firmly.
"Stop, you will beat him to death, and you will have to go to jail when the time comes!" Will hugged his waist and was extremely lucky. Fortunately, he did not enter the soul level, otherwise Ballmer would have been killed with one punch.
With a bang, Ballmer fell to the floor like a mountain of meat.
"You are dead. I swear, I will sell your sister to the lowest-grade brothel and let those sweaty slave workers ravage her every day!" Ballmer's limbs twitched in pain, and his face was full of pain.
Staring at Downton with hatred, he wanted to tear this kid into pieces.
"I'm waiting!" Downton licked the blood from his fist, spat it out, and left the post office without looking back.
The postmen looked at the messy hall and remained silent. They were all frightened by Downton's outburst. They suddenly realized that falling out with this kid seemed to be the worst decision.
Standing on the long street of Chenwu Town, Downton raised his head and let the rain wash over his face, gradually calming down.
"I'm just the new secretary of a border town. I haven't established any connections yet. How powerful can he be? He's just spending gold coins to hire those bloodthirsty, knife-headed and down-and-out mercenaries to cause trouble for me!" Downton walked slowly, carrying his cloak.
, thinking about what actions Bowerman might take.
The border of Sequoia County is adjacent to the Dragon Hills and Sunset Wasteland, which are home to ruthless bandits. Coupled with an inactive border guard, the security situation is a mess.
There are unscrupulous people in poor mountains and rivers, and there are many ogres and orcs who dare to kill people in the street for a silver coin. They are bound by the laws of the empire? Can that thing fill the belly? Before starving to death or being hanged after committing a crime, even
Even the little ogre cubs with low intelligence know how to choose!
"I'm still short of money, otherwise I could have entered the soul level within a month." Downton touched his money bag. He really didn't want to use the tuition money he had saved, but the magic energy needed to advance to the level was too huge. He could only rely on natural absorption.
It will take at least half a year.
"Ten thousand bounty?" Passing by the Golden Ivory Tavern, Downton saw the reward notice posted on the bulletin board. The bright red gold coin pattern seriously irritated his eyes.
