In just two hours, the four girls were completely integrated into the false and prosperous social life of European aristocrats.
One by one, the down-and-out nobles with different thoughts began to think about how to please the four young American capital upstarts. Like the first young nobles, there were also many dirty and dirty people who planned to attack the four little girls directly.
In any case, the four little girls with less than ten years of memory have become the focus of the crowd for the first time. Even other American capital upstarts are willing to give face to the four little girls who are also upstarts.
Even if the four little girls' words and actions were inconsistent with aristocratic etiquette, the other Junkers nobles would not notice and cooperated with the four little girls.
"Trump? Is there really a factory owner with this surname in America?"
"It's Smith. Their brother's German name is Friedrich Trump, and his English name is Tom Smith."
"Tom Smith? Is he the owner of the largest chemical plant in New York before the New York bombing?"
"Yes, I heard from the four little girls that Smith seems to be developing and building a factory in Houston now."
During this period, the down-and-out aristocrats and the emerging capital aristocrats robbed the four little girls of their past.
The down-and-out aristocrat also learned from the American capital upstarts how much potential these four beautiful girls have. They are the super American capital upstarts who made millions of dollars in one year.
More importantly, young!
According to the description of the new capitalists, Tom, a factory owner, is only around 20 years old at most. Compared with those American diamond kings and queens who are often in their 30s and 40s, Tom is more attractive to female Junkers.
There is no such thing as a party that never ends.
The four little girls, who had experienced being the center of attention for the first time, reluctantly left the party and walked towards the place where the bed sheet ropes had been put down.
"Sister Amy, the rope! The rope is gone!"
When the four little girls came over, they discovered that the rope where the sheets had been placed was no longer visible.
Looking at the windows above the four people's heads, they were also closed. In other words, in fact, the four people's actions had been exposed a long time ago.
The four little girls, who were afraid of being punished by their parents, instantly became panicked.
The three little girls all looked at Amy, the eldest of the four little girls.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry."
Amy, who was panicking, pretended to be calm, but she was also extremely panicked inside. The four little girls were once law-abiding underage employees of the vineyard. They had no experience of escaping from their parents' greenhouse and going out to play alone at night.
At this moment, four young Junker nobles, led by the young noble who first came into contact with the four little girls, walked toward the four little girls from the other end of the deck.
"Are we really going to do this?"
"Brother, that's a million dollars. We are not those old antiques anymore. In the new era, money is the most important thing!"
"That is, blood and honor are all lies. Those four little girls, since being picked up by their brother, have been living a life of eating sparrows, seagulls, matsutake and caviar every day."
"What, can you eat these things? My distant cousin, the count, can't even eat them a few times a year."
"I heard from the four little girls that their brothers also admired the German royal family since childhood. Which of us has an ancestor who has never served the Kaiser?"
"After the matter is settled, we are not unwilling to marry four little girls. If some of the four are pregnant, their parents will always have to consider whether their nephews and nieces have a father, right?"
"Stop talking and do it!"
Under the leadership of one person, the four Junker nobles finally made up their minds. In their fantasy, the American-style Junker noble life of the future was waiting for them.
The four young men walked slowly towards the four anxious little girls who were chirping.
"Four elegant ladies, would you please come and taste the wine my father left behind?"
"Wine? We're still young, so we can't drink."
"You can go and give it a try. Standing here is not an option anyway."
"Don't we eat grapes every day? Wine should be about the same."
"We promised you, let's go, take us there."
Under the dual pressure of fear and anxiety, the four little girls chose to escape. They could hide for a while. They followed four handsome young men and planned to taste the "taboo" of wine.
Four little girls who were inexperienced in the world had no idea what kind of pit they would be led into by the four polite "gentlemen" in front of them.
Fortunately, there is always a pair of eyes protecting them in the shadows.
Eight men and women, the oldest of whom were no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, stepped into an ordinary-looking cabin below the deck. Unlike the members of the Smith family who could live in the cabins on the deck, these down-and-out nobles could only live in the cabin.
This is a relatively resistant cabin.
Fortunately, the four little girls grew up in a filthier environment, so this not-so-luxurious cabin was not unacceptable.
After drinking glasses of white and transparent wine, the four little girls who tasted alcoholic drinks for the first time soon became a little confused.
The time also came to eleven o'clock in the evening, a time when the four little girls usually rested long ago. The four little girls could no longer hold on and fell asleep in a daze.
Among the five men present, four of them had already begun to take off their clothes, preparing to use their lower bodies with the high-sounding reason of "for the sake of prosperity and wealth in the second half of their lives."
But the eager eyes, flushed cheeks, and gasping throats betrayed these savages controlled by desire.
"bump!"
The fifth man who had been standing in the shadows in the wing took action, and his kick directly hit the vital part of the leading noble youth. The young man, who weighed 150 pounds, was kicked away like a football.
It flew upside down to the corner and stopped.
Let him never expect to use such despicable means to pursue ridiculous "glory and wealth" in this life.
The remaining three people also broke out in cold sweat, and then they realized that there was actually a strong man standing in the shadow, about seven feet tall and weighing more than two hundred and fifty pounds.
The strong man didn't say any nonsense, and directly punched two of the remaining three scum with his hammer-like fists, knocking them unconscious.
Look carefully, you can see that the strong man's left hand only has three fingers.
He is the nicknamed the Three-Fingered Devil - John Mueller.
The only sober nobleman left was so frightened that his legs weakened, and a group of ancient people sat on the floor.
"You can't hit me, I'm a noble."
"My cousin is a count."
"I have met His Majesty Ludwig II and talked to him. If you touch me, the Kingdom of Bavaria will partially let you go."
While backing up, this nobleman poured out his "network of connections" as if pouring beans.
While eager to escape from this demon, he also placed his hope in the deterrent power of the "network of relationships".
Not to mention Ludwig II, it was okay. When he mentioned this name, John trembled all over. The nobleman who fell to the ground thought he had frightened the "executioner" in front of him.
"Hahaha, I knew that no one could..."
"bump!"
"bump!"
"bump!"
The strong man directly punched the nobleman on the head, three punches, so that the young nobleman's eyes were split open, black beads burst out, it was like opening a colorful silk shop, red and black.
, all the purple ones will bloom.
"Pooh!"
John spat on the noble's corpse. After recalling why his parents died under the ridiculous rule of the mad king, John became furious.
John opened the cabin window and neatly threw the bodies of the four nobles into the North Atlantic Ocean.
Sharks in the North Atlantic can eat more snacks again.
The strong man wiped the dirt on his hands and quietly carried the four little girls back to the luxurious cabin on the top floor of the cabin.
Except for the smell of blood in the air, no one knew that there were four not-so-high-quality "goods" for sale missing on the ship.
John had already asked the Irish sailor who was driven away. This old sailor had seen countless "commodities" and "buyers", and no one would care about the down-and-out nobleman who only bought tickets for the cabin below the deck.
