While speaking, Downton raised his right foot and kicked the villain at the front directly in the stomach. The guy felt like he was hit head-on by a chariot. He screamed and fell back, knocking over his two companions.
.
It's better for Downton to show mercy, otherwise one blow would turn them into a puddle of flesh and blood!
Whoosh!
These thugs were the lowest-level gangsters on the streets, bullying the weak and collecting protection money to survive. They didn't realize Downton's strength at all, and actually pulled out daggers and rushed towards him.
"go to hell!"
The two gangsters looked ferocious. They saw that Downton and Lorraine's clothes were of good quality and that they should be descendants of a noble family, so they prepared to rob them. As for what they would do after the murder? The worst they could do was run away and go to the countryside to avoid the limelight.
"Hello!"
Seeing this scene, the eldest villain was startled and wanted to stop him. Why are the newcomers so violent? This is the royal city of Paris after all. If you kill someone, the security will definitely be tightened for a while, and most importantly.
What's more, those security guards have another excuse to blackmail these gangsters.
"Hard enough!"
Seeing the two villains' swords coming straight towards the heart, Downton was no longer polite and kicked out his right foot, directly smashing the knee of the one on the left. Amidst the cracking sound of fractures, one side of his body, one hand
He grabbed the head of the next one and smashed it against the wall.
boom!
The villain's face was covered with flowers, his nose was collapsed, blood flowed across it, and it became a flat surface.
"Run!"
Seeing Downton calmly deal with the two men, the older villain roared and ran away, not daring to cause any more trouble.
Downton snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the three villains seemed to be grabbed by a big invisible hand. They were thrown hard against the wall and smashed to pieces.
"Let you rob! Let you bully the weak!"
Lorraine trotted up to the defeated villain and kicked him around without thinking.
"We are members of the Brotherhood. If you beat us, you will be dead!"
The villain held his head and curled up into a shrimp shape. While defending his vital points, he showed no sign of remorse and threatened loudly.
"I don't care who you are, it's not right to bully others!"
Hearing the villain's words, Lorraine became even more angry. She squatted down, held a paper knife and stabbed him in the body.
The paper knife was thin and soft, so it couldn't kill anyone, but it hurt a lot when it pierced the flesh. The villain screamed subconsciously, but then he closed his mouth again, with a look of horror on his face, because Lorraine had quick eyes and quick hands.
It was at this moment that the paper knife was inserted into his mouth.
Woohoo!
The villain was frightened to death and stammered, obviously begging for mercy.
"I hate you scum the most!"
Scolding loudly, Lorraine swung her right hand to the side.
Zira!
Red blood spattered. A one-inch-long gash was cut at the corner of the villain's mouth, and the skin and flesh were turned out, making it look very scary.
"Scream again and I will cut off your tongue!"
Lorraine threatens.
The villain immediately closed his mouth and shook his head to indicate that he would not scream again.
"Bah. Coward!"
Lorraine spat, stood up and walked towards the next villain.
Seeing the bloody paper knife in Lorraine's hand, the villains all backed away on their hands and knees. If they hadn't been injured by Downton, they would have run away long ago.
"Hey. Hey, just hand it over to the security team. There's no need to lynching it, right?"
Downton was startled by Lorraine's violent behavior. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a shrill scream, and yet another villain had his cheeks cut open by Lorraine.
"I am Di Polo, this girl is so cruel!"
Cheap god complains.
"You are not from Paris, so you don't know. These guys are habitual criminals. They have no money to pay the fines, and the crimes they committed are not worthy of exile. They can only be imprisoned for a few days at most, but this will waste food and occupy the prison of the security team.
, so these guys are usually beaten up by the security guards and thrown out, and sometimes they are not even taken to prison."
Lorraine was helpless.
Downton nodded, and the same was true for Frankfurt. Ruffians like this were the biggest headache for the security guards. They were worthless if they were caught, but if they were not caught, they would be as disgusting as fresh skin.
Of course, the good villains all have a few security guards who are familiar with them. Occasionally, they can get a lot of accommodation by paying filial piety. Moreover, when encountering a big case, these guys may also become informants and sources of information, so
Most of the time, as long as they don't go too far, the security team will turn a blind eye. After all, after these villains are eliminated, there will be new ones to collect protection fees.
"The world is so dirty!"
Downton sighed, in this world, as long as there is light, there will be shadows.
"So, I have to teach them a profound lesson!"
Lorraine knows that this method treats the symptoms rather than the root cause, but as long as she encounters it, she will do everything possible to eliminate the evil.
"Just wait, the Brotherhood will definitely not let you go. Even if you are hiding in the ditch, we will dig you out!"
After a few thugs helped him away, they continued to roar.
Downton ignored them, picked up the money bag on the ground, and walked towards the girl.
The girl's flower basket was crushed and the flowers fell to the ground. Even though she was trembling with fear and in shock, she still tried to save the flowers because they were her job.
It's a pity that the flowers are all damaged and withered.
When the girl thought about the severe beatings she would receive after returning home, and facing her brother's hungry eyes, she couldn't help but feel sad. She squatted on the ground, holding her head, and sobbed softly.
"Why don't you go home so late?"
Looking at the girl who was burying her face in her knees and crying, Downton knelt down and helped her pack the flowers. It was strange that she was still wandering on the street so late. Nothing happened.
"Ah, money, sir, here's your change!"
The girl screamed in surprise and felt relieved when she saw that the purse was not thrown away. She quickly took out a stack of change and handed it to Downton.
"Have you been waiting for me?"
Downton didn't answer, but looked directly into the girl's eyes.
"Well, my mother said that no matter how much sweat you put in, how much you get in return, your tip is too much. I can't take it!"
The girl stubbornly gave the money to Downton, then stood up, "It's too dark, I have to go home, my brother is waiting for me to cook!"
Lorraine was very sensible and did not disturb them. Instead, she opened the painting folder and wrote quickly on the parchment. She felt that this scene was very graphic.
"Wait, now, you deserve it!"
Downton grabbed the girl and forced the money back.
"No, I can't have it!"
The girl waved her hand and refused.
"You waited for me, that's what you paid for!" Downton smiled happily and took out his wallet without counting it. He stuffed it directly into La Traviata, "Your kindness is my happiest harvest tonight!
"
"No sir, I can't ask for your money!"
Looking at Downton's handsome smiling face, La Traviata blushed, but she was soon frightened because the wallet in her hand was very bulging. It must be full of golden tickets!
"gone!"
Downton didn't look back, he just waved his arms as a goodbye.
"I found you to be a good person!"
Lorraine walked beside Downton, tilting her head and looking into his eyes.
"I'm not a bad person in the first place!" Downton rolled his eyes.
"Where should we go next?" Lorraine suggested, "How about going to the Eiffel Tower to see the night view?"
"Is not you going home?"
Downton was stunned and glanced at the sky.
"How could I be willing to go home with such a good atmosphere?" Lorraine looked excited. "Tonight, I feel that inspiration is constantly coming out of my head. I will continue to work hard and save them all, maybe soon.
A great work will be published."
"When I saw that girl just now, I was reminded of a story about La Traviata!"
Downton joked.
"Speak quickly!"
Lorraine looked at Downton, with a pair of eyes full of admiration under her black-framed eyes.
…
"Sister, why did you come back so late?"
Hearing the opening of the door, an eight-year-old boy immediately opened the quilt and ran out.
"Busy, are you hungry?"
Margaret put down the flower basket, smiled and rubbed her brother's hair, "I'm going to cook now, and I bought a piece of ham today!"
"Not hungry!"
The boy said he wasn't hungry, but his stomach was growling, especially after hearing the ham, and his mouth was watering.
"Where's dad?"
Margaret asked the doctor and went into the kitchen.
"Shh, he lost money gambling again today, it's best not to wake him up!" The boy glanced at the bedroom door. If his father woke up, he would probably beat his sister again to vent his anger.
Because she received a huge tip, Margaret hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to be extravagant and buy meat to replenish her brother's health.
The boy was lying on the kitchen counter, looking at the golden and sizzling ham on the plate, inhaling the aroma.
“Eat first when you’re hungry!”
Margaret felt distressed when she saw her thin brother. She thought of the last time she ate meat, half a year ago.
"No!"
The boy refused.
"There are a lot of them!" Margaret picked up a piece with a fork and handed it to her brother's mouth, "Is it delicious?"
"Well, it's delicious!" The boy was very sensible and only bit a little, then handed the rest to his sister, "Sister, eat it too!"
"Sister is not hungry!"
Margaret looked tired after working all day, but looking at her brother's smiling face, she felt that all her efforts were worth it.
"Damn it, these flowers are all rotten, Margaret, get out of here!"
A female voice with a rough voice suddenly sounded, so harsh that it almost cut through the ceiling.
The little boy looked frightened and subconsciously hugged his sister's thigh.
boom!
A woman opened the kitchen door and rushed in. She took a chicken feather blanket and slapped Margaret hard on her head and face.
"You, a prodigal daughter, do you know how much those flowers can be sold for?"
The woman is the stepmother of these two children, and she is horribly disgusting.
"My sister went to the river early in the morning and picked it back!"
Little boy arguing.
"How dare you talk back!"
The woman's eyes widened and she raised her hand to hit him.
Margaret squatted on the ground and protected her brother with her body.
"Stop fighting, sister made money today!"
The boy burst into tears.
"Money? Where is it? Ah, and there is ham, you prodigal girl, who asked you to spend money randomly?" When the woman saw the ham on the kitchen table, she threw away the chicken feather blanket, reached for a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.
Because it was too hot, I screamed in pain. (To be continued...)