"The lady has already paid for you, what do you want to drink? Order whatever you want!" The bartender smiled widely, "Our store's flagship product, Dragon's Blood Roar, costs 5,000 gold coins per cup. Do you want to try it?"
Watching the bartender pointing at the bottle of red wine soaked with the corpse of an unknown monster on the top of the wine rack, Downton remained silent. Although he had a tomboyish tongue, he was very generous.
"let me go!"
The androgynous woman directly raised her leg and kicked the man who was trying to grab her wrist in the crotch.
Ouch!
The man screamed and knelt down, covering his crotch. The androgynous woman took advantage of the situation and kicked him on the chin, causing him to fall backwards with a thud.
"Not bad at all!"
These men are all magicians. Downton did not sense the fluctuations of magic energy, which means that the neutral woman killed him purely by relying on her reaction.
"Hey, don't look at it, come over and help!"
The neutral woman greeted Downton. Even though she was caught, she was still struggling with punches and kicks.
"Forget it, adults don't remember the faults of villains!"
Downton shook his head and laughed. He took a step forward and several men appeared in front of him. He pulled their arms away with one hand and protected the androgynous woman behind him.
"Everyone, let's put this aside. I'll treat you all to a drink!" Downton snapped his fingers, "Bartender, give us a drink!"
"Whoever wants to drink your wine, catch this woman, I will sell her into a brothel and let those men fuck her ass!"
a man roared.
Only then did Downton notice that there was a man squatting under the bar next to him, covering his crotch. His face was full of pain, and he was obviously plotted by a neutral woman.
"forget it!"
A man spoke to comfort him. Downton had shown extraordinary strength in his move just now, and these people didn't want to mess with him.
"What are you afraid of? It's just a woman. Who dares to take care of it?" The man stared at Downton, "Boy, if you are wise, get away from me, or I will take care of you too."
"You interrupted my inspiration. How are you going to accompany me?"
The androgynous woman roared not to be outdone, as if she didn't know that she would be sold to a brothel the next moment.
"Do it!"
Several men helped the man over and walked over. But before he could take action, the androgynous woman rushed out and kicked him again in the crotch.
Click!
This kick was so hard that everyone present seemed to hear some kind of egg breaking sound. The men's hair stood up and they subconsciously tightened their legs.
"Why are you still standing there? Run!"
The androgynous woman held her picture folder with one hand, pulled Downton's wrist, and ran towards the outside of the nightclub.
"You two, just wait for me, I'm going to kill you!"
The man howled. Like a wounded lone wolf, he liked men, so he mistakenly recognized the androgynous woman and struck up a conversation with her. Unexpectedly, he was beaten when he came up.
Bang!
The androgynous woman opened the door, and a moist and cool night breeze immediately hit her face, which made people feel refreshed.
When the girls on the street saw Downton, they immediately planned to come over to solicit customers. However, they saw the androgynous woman drag him across the street and rush to the alley next to him.
"gay?"
"Damn it. That handsome face has been ruined. I didn't expect him to be gay!"
The women on the street obviously did not recognize the gender of the androgynous woman.
"Haha, so happy!"
The androgynous woman chuckled, let go of Downton's hand, and trotted with brisk steps, like a cheerful deer.
Suddenly, a branch stuck out diagonally and scratched off her painter's hat.
ah!
The girl exclaimed and reached out to press the hat, but it was already hanging on the branch, so she slowed down and turned around!
The long black hair was like a waterfall of ink. It poured down immediately!
Downton stood there, suddenly stunned as if he had been shocked.
The slightly cold night wind blew up and stirred up the girl's long black hair. She stood there with one hand behind her waist and the other arranging her hair, looking at Downton in confusion.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
The girl's face has a searching expression, her pure and delicate facial features, and her slender neck make every inch of her skin and every corner reveal a beauty as clear and pure as the water of a snow-capped mountain lake!
Only then did Downton notice that the girl was wearing a pair of black-rimmed square glasses, her lips were pursed slightly, and when she stood under the dim street light, her whole body was surrounded by an aura of intellectual elegance.
"nothing!"
Downton looked away.
"Did you see it? This is the lethality of literary girls!"
Homer marveled.
"Why are you so proud?"
Downton complained, but quickly adjusted his mood. He didn't want to admit that he was attracted to a girl with no breasts and no butt.
"Hey, were you excited just now?"
The neutral woman put her hands behind her back and walked twice around Downton, asking in a teasing tone, "Don't lie to me, I can read your mind through your eyes!"
"whispering sound!"
Downton raised his middle finger.
"Hey, actually I did this scene on purpose. I've long wanted to try dragging a boy to run under the night!"
The neutral girl opened her arms and walked in a straight line step by step. "The silver glow of the bright moon, the quiet street, flanked by lush green plane trees, the dense branches and leaves are like giant umbrellas, emitting a subtle sound."
The rustling and the chatter of boys and girls drift away, don’t you think it’s very artistic?”
"Are you okay with your brain?"
Downton's mouth twitched.
"I admit, I am an esthete, otherwise why do you think I would drag you along on a whim?" The neutral girl put her feet together, turned 180 degrees, and stretched out her right hand towards Downton, "
Meet me, my name is Lorraine Sasha, a writer destined to become a world literary giant!"
"A literary giant in the world? You are so brazen!"
Downton joked that after the scene just now, he no longer had any ill feelings toward the vicious-tongued Lorraine Sasha. He found that this girl was the type to say whatever she wanted. She was straightforward and would not hide her emotions. "
If you have any masterpieces, tell me and let me read them?"
"That...this..."
Lorraine Sasha's eyes drifted to the sky, avoiding Downton's gaze.
"Not even one?"
Downton smiled. As for her name, which was exactly the same as that of the Saint, he didn't mind. Many parents of Saint Laurent liked to name their daughters this name, hoping to get the protection and blessing of the Saint.
"Humph, I will become famous soon, just wait and see!"
Lorraine Sasha glared at Downton, waved her fist at him in demonstration, and turned to leave. However, after walking a few steps, she found that Downton had not caught up with her, so she stopped again.
"You still have to give your name!"
The girl curled her lips.
"Downton!"
Downton showed his white teeth and smiled brightly.
"Are you the Duke of Downton who wrote Notre Dame de Paris, Hamlet, and The Killer Not Too Cold in Snowman Empire, who is hailed as a new generation of literary giants?"
Ignoring Downton's teasing title, Lorraine Sasha asked. She clasped her hands together and looked into his eyes anxiously and expectantly.
"I wrote the book, not the writer!"
Downton scratched his hair, feeling a little embarrassed to be praised like this.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Lorraine Sasha suddenly screamed, each sound getting louder and longer.
Before Downton could ask what happened, Lorraine Sasha ran over and hugged him.
"ah?"
This time it was Downton's turn to be dumbfounded.
"I finally met a real person. Woohoo, it's exactly what I imagined. You are a handsome, talented man!"
Lorraine Sasha was so excited that she even cried.
"Tsk tsk, crazy fans!"
Homer teased.
"I'm sorry. I lost my temper. Mr. Downton, I'm a fan of your books. I've read all of your novels. They're so great!"
Lorraine Sasha wiped away the tears on her face, raised her head, and looked at Downton with admiration, her eyes almost made stars pop out.
"Isn't that true?"
Abagong was responsible for organizing and publishing the Downton manuscripts. His original intention was to flatter his master, but he did not expect them to be an unexpected hit.
"No, no, in my heart, you are a literary giant!"
After Lorraine Sasha finished speaking, she suddenly took two steps back, placed her arms on the outside of her thighs, and bowed 90 degrees with a serious face, "I'm sorry for the offense just now, please forgive me for being rude!"
"it's okay!"
Downton waved his hand. When he met a book fan for the first time, he didn't know what to do. Although Grand Duke Vivien Leigh also liked his script, she would not do it because of her status.
"I apologize again!"
Lorraine Sasha is very sincere.
"Hey, hey, Your Highness the Saint, do you want to be so formal? Treat me as a friend, so don't be so polite!"
Downton joked.
"Let's go have coffee together?"
Lorraine Sasha invites.
"Um!"
Downton hesitated whether to introduce the artistic Homer to the Saint. They should have a lot in common.
"Please, this money is not mine, you can't take it away!"
A girl's pleading sound drifted vaguely into Downton's ears with the night wind, and there was also crying in it, like crying!
"Wait here for a moment!"
Downton frowned and followed the sound.
"Eh? What's wrong?" Lorraine Sasha, who had picked up her hat, followed closely, "Just call me Lorraine!"
After turning two corners, Downton saw five men blocking a young girl in a dark alley, blackmailing her in evil ways.
"La Traviata?"
Downton noticed that the girl was the girl who sold him the rose just now.
"Hey, you two, are you ashamed of bullying a girl?"
Before Downton could take action, Lorraine had already rushed out.
"Haha, two more unlucky guys came to my door!"
A man laughed playfully, walked over, and reached out to grab Lorraine.
Lorraine ducked to avoid the big hand, took out the paper knife from her pocket, popped out the blade with her thumb, and slashed the villain's cheek.
Seeing the silver light flashing in the dimness, the villain was startled and instinctively took a step back. However, his face still hurt and there was blood sprinkled in the air.
Lorraine was about to attack, but Downton grabbed her shoulder.
"Break their hands and feet!"
The villain let out a low growl and pounced on Lorraine. Several companions immediately rushed up with ferocious smiles. (To be continued...)
