Hero’s Creed

The port of Calvi in ​​Corsica is the last stop of the Lady Atoka, not only all passengers have to disembark here, but also nearly a thousand passengers waiting to board, plus other cruise ships and fishing catches The seaboats of the whole port are full of sails, all filled with people.

There are so many great people on the cruise liner, you have to make people feel at home, otherwise the reputation of the Guice family shipping company will be smashed, so the main staff can't get away from the busy, but still arranged a servant to notify With a cry.

"Tell the master, I really like this journey."

Downton tipped a small gold ticket and continued to help carry the luggage.

"Your Excellency, there is not enough manpower on the boat, otherwise I will definitely find some for you." The servant was very helpless. You said that a duke would help the third-rate opera troupe carry boxes. Even the female head of the other party doesn’t need to do it by hand?

"Go busy!"

Downton did not listen to his noise.

"Blessed, don't enjoy!" The servant slandered, "It's crazy!"

"What do they mean?"

Seeing Downton put down the box, the men of the opera troupe all stood beside them, not to mention putting their hands together, and Walnut was angry.

"Jealous!"

Juliet took a handkerchief to help the walnuts wipe the sweat. In fact, she wanted to help Downton, but the actresses gathered around him and showed great diligence.

Don't look at Downton from a small third-rate country, but he is a duke anyway. As long as he marries him, he will fly to the branch and become a phoenix, so his attitude is very eager, which is why the male team members are hostile to Downton.

Surrounded by Yingyingyanyan, no quarreling, and they were sprayed with cheap perfume thick, it was not plausible, at this time all poured into Downton's nostrils, let him sneeze several times.

"Look at you sweating so much. Take a break and let them move!"

An actress dragged Downton to let him sit down, his big chest deliberately rubbed his arm, and occasionally flirted a few winks.

"It's not good, the leader and the tax officer are fighting, go and help!"

The actress following Madeleine stumbled back. His face growled anxiously.

No one hesitated and ran to the place where the incident happened.

"Income tax of one thousand gold coins? Do you consider me a fool?"

From far away, Downton heard Madeleine's scolding. He thought she was losing money. After squeezing out the onlookers, she saw that the head of the female group was kicking the tax officer one by one. The nose and blue face fell to the ground swollen, hands clasped their heads, and twisted like silkworm cocoons.

"You dare to beat me. You are dead, and when the security team comes, you will all be caught in jail." The tax officer is a **** at the dock because of his job relationship. He has always been used to it. He didn't expect to be a third-rate today. The head of the opera troupe beat it.

"Dare you threaten me?"

Madeleine kicked even harder, in order to hurry up. She changed her dress and wore violet leather armor. The over-the-knee high boots wrapped tightly around the calf, and then kept running on the tax official's face.

"Leader, let down!" The female group members startled and hurriedly pulled her. "The other party is a tax officer, we can't afford it."

"I don't know if I'm afraid now? It's late!" The tax officer is also a breed. The roar was louder, "There is a kind of killing Lao Tzu, otherwise you will die."

Several fallen taxpayers are rolling across the floor, howling and screaming, they have experienced too many similar conflicts. It is miserable now, and more medicine will be scammed out later.

"Don't stop me, I want to beat him to death."

Madeleine was very angry. She knew that it would be normal for them opera companies to have some extra taxes, but this **** tax officer could dare to steal her ass.

Intensive footsteps sounded, and within two minutes, a team of more than 100 fully armed security guards squeezed the crowd and rushed over.

"Smelly woman, have the ability to arrogant to Laozi!

The tax officer got up because he pulled the wound and couldn't help but take a breath.

"what happened?"

The sheriff frowned, Calvi was a large port, and had a large daily throughput, so there was a police team stationed to deal with all conflicts in a timely manner.

"These people refuse to pay city tax!"

The tax officer gave Madeleine a hard look.

"Take them away."

The sheriff said, and the soldiers immediately started to approach.

All the people in the troupe were frightened by this momentum, exclaimed and screamed, looked at Madeleine, and moved closer to her.

"Wait a minute, how can you tell us we are evading taxes on his own side?" the actress who had talked to Downton shouted.

"Hurry up and restore order to the port as soon as possible."

The sheriff didn’t take care of the actresses at all. They were all elites. They had a pair of prickly eyes. They had already seen through the details of Madeleine and his entourage. Kneeled with a smile and licked.

Working at the dock, who can be pitted and who should be kind to them, these people are clear.

"Haha, do you know Lao Tzu's power?" The tax officer stared at Madeleine's slender legs wrapped in leather pants and grinned twice. The warden is his own friend. When the woman is put in prison, he spends a few. With little money, she can enjoy her body well.

"Something to say, this is a misunderstanding!"

Downton stood up, but before he spoke, he was interrupted by the tax officer.

"Which woman's crotch wasn't clamped and exposed you? Go away, or I will beat you up with you." The tax officer glanced down at Downton's costume, presumably an aristocratic nobleman, or would he move things without servants? So instead of thinking about it, he walked in front of Madeleine and threatened in a low voice, "Aren't you not letting Lao Tzu touch your butt? Wait for being turned!"

Talking, the tax officer also reached out to grab Madeleine's chest.

Madeleine was anxious and was about to die this time, but Downton moved faster and grabbed the tax officer's wrist.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

The tax officer was about to threaten Downton, and as a result, there was a snapping fracture sound, followed by a sharp pain in his wrist.

what!

The tax officer screamed like a chrysanthemum exploded by an ogre, but the Wailing was blocked in his throat the next moment, because Downton punched out and hit his cheek.

boom!

The tax officer flew out with blood. The sky is full of spreading teeth.

The people around were frightened. The tax officer twitched like a dead dog. His jaw and nose were shattered, and the saliva and blood flowed.

"Is this kid crazy, dare to make trouble in Saint Laurent?"

"Listening to the accent is like a northerner."

"No wonder, I heard that the people over there are savage and rude. Just like the orcs, today is an insight."

The local dock workers listened to Downton's accent, full of a sense of superiority. Of course, the tax officer was beaten. They are also very happy. Let this group of noble dogs bite the dog.

"Catch him!"

The sheriff gave a roar, his face black as the bottom of the pot.

"Hey, if you still want to keep the sheriff's seat. Hurry and apologize to him."

Seeing this scene, a noble lady greeted Downton with a smile. Behind her were a group of servants carrying suitcases. There were twenty people in full force.

Seeing the noble lady chatting with Downton, the sheriff suddenly sighed in the heart and quickly waved her hand to let her men stop.

"If you dare to lie to me, Lao Tzu can't let you kid walk around."

The sheriff was glad that he was not reckless. In just such a short period of time, he discovered that there were a dozen nobles waiting for the gift box to sit idle. Simply come down from the carriage to talk to Downton and invite him to go with him.

"My emperor Polo, Xiao Bai's face is popular!"

The soldiers muttered as the ladies covered Fan's mouth with their fans and laughed at Downton.

"To shut up!"

The sheriff stared at his subordinate, wondering how to insert the topic and figure out Downton's identity. He found that the luxury carriage of the Guice Chamber of Commerce rushed to the pier, followed the chairman of the Corsica branch to push the door, and ran down anxiously.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you disperse them?" The chairman questioned and immediately took out a dv crystal and showed it to the sheriff. "Notify me immediately after seeing this person."

"Who is he?"

The sheriff asked in a low voice, and glanced down at Dunton. In the crystal, his appearance and posture were so vivid that it was absolutely impossible to admit his mistake.

"It's Andrea's proud disciple, our VIP!"

The servant next to him interjected, and as a result the chairman gave him a stern look.

"Remember, you must receive him with the highest standards, and the platoon escorts him to the chamber of commerce." The chairman scolded, "Have you heard? If you do something wrong, don't do it as a sheriff."

There was a cold sweat behind the sheriff, thanking that he had not provoke Downton, otherwise let alone losing his official position, there was no way to guarantee his life.

Although Corsica is not the territory of the Guice family, it is actually under their control. The words of the chairman of the chamber of commerce are more effective than the city owner.

"Damn homing pigeon, there was a problem halfway, and it was delayed for many days. If I didn't receive Downton, how would I tell Andrea?"

The chairman wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained.

"Chairman, that Downton, no, His Excellency Downton, has arrived."

The sheriff reports arrogantly ~www.readwn.com~ ah? where? "

The chairman who walked a few steps was startled, looked around, and then saw Downton following the sheriff's instructions, as if changing his face, his face immediately showed a most brilliant smile, and then hurried away past.

"Your Excellency Downton, I will be responsible for all your actions in Corsica." The chairman laughed, "If you have any requirements, please mention them."

Not waiting for Downton to answer, the chairman looked at the guards around him again, "Go away, didn't it grow?"

"It's all troubles for tax officials."

The sheriff quickly explained and cleared himself. He knew that the injured hapless ghost was over. Not only did the medical expenses fall, but even the position had to be lost.

"Where is he? Receiving treatment at the infirmary? Go, grab him out, break the limbs and throw it into the stinky ditch." The chairman finished and looked at Downton, "What do you think of this treatment? If you are not satisfied , Can also be aggravated." (To be continued...)