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Chapter 78 Ruth's Attention, You Are Professional

Carl had a bad time last night. When he returned to the room and Ruth saw his nose and face bruised, he was immediately ridiculed wildly.

Originally, Ruth was very dissatisfied with this marriage. Although she had a good reputation as a "noble noble bride marrying a new nobleman", it was actually an arranged marriage, no different from buying and selling goods.

Mother Fisher kept abetting her, even moral kidnapping, and her words were simply not what a qualified mother would say!She just treated her daughter Ruth as a commodity and sold it to Karl at a high price.

I am also afraid that the product will run away in the middle, and I will control my mind everywhere, and I am also afraid that Karl will suddenly return the product...

So Fisher has a very good attitude towards Karl, but she still feels that he is a nouveau riche. If she didn't have some spare money, she would not marry her daughter to him, but marry a nobleman with a higher status!

Ruth was disgusted, even disgusted, by Carl's attitude.

I think he is a man who is rude and violent, has no appreciation for art, is extremely controlling, has no gentlemanly demeanor, and is full of bad taste.

So, when she saw Carl and Spicer's faces were bruised and swollen, she laughed happily. This may be the happiest night for Ruth since she met Carl.

At the same time, he was also very puzzled and looking forward to who beat him up, looking forward to meeting this gentleman and seeing his face.

Carl walked into the dining room door, looked up and saw Fisher waving at him, and with only a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw Russell sitting beside Mrs. Brown.

He will never forget this familiar face until his death!

Ruth's laughter last night was like a sharp knife stabbing his heart deeply, and the endless humiliation made him feel unbearably aggrieved.

"It's you!!"

Carl ran forward with a grim look.

Everyone at the dining table was in a daze. They didn't know what Karl was going crazy, and their eyes were slightly puzzled and disgusted.

Ruth stood there and turned her head in a daze, only to see Carl running up to a handsome young gentleman, pointing at his handsome face.

"Do you dare to come here to eat? Do you know what this place is?!"

It's normal to meet Carl in the first-class restaurant. Russell was not surprised, but turned to stare at him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Carl, you are like a bull with raging hair. This is not what a gentleman should do. Please calm down and talk to him again." I'll talk, okay?"

"Oh, don't point your fingers at me, I said I only gave you one chance, please don't make a second mistake."

Karl's face froze. He was really impulsive just now. He ignored the other celebrities and nobles in the restaurant.

In other words, if Ruth hadn't taunted him crazily last night, he might have been able to endure until he disembarked.

But now the done deal, the anger drove him to the shelf, and Russell didn't give him a step down.

For a while, Karl stood where he was, and turned his head to glance at the celebrities and nobles sitting in front of the table. They were all distinguished and familiar faces, and Karl couldn't let him go easily.

"What the hell are you pretending to be a gentleman! Does a poor man become rich by wearing a high-end suit? Do you have a high status if you sit with aristocratic celebrities?"

Carl yelled hysterically.

Behind, Ruth saw Carl showing his true colors, moved curiously, and came to a position with a wide view.

At this moment, she was in a very good mood, her eyes kept looking at Russell who was sitting calmly on the chair, and curiosity sprouted in her heart.

His mother, Fisher, was also in a good mood. She didn't expect her son-in-law to confront him just after she got angry with Russell. It seemed that the son-in-law still had the upper hand, but it was just the wound on his face...

Astor, who was sitting in the main seat, frowned at Carl, angrily: "Carl, Walker is my guest, please be nice."

Mrs. Brown said: "Where did Mr. Walker offend you? If he did something wrong, I will wait for him to apologize to you, but if you make trouble..."

Carl gritted his teeth and pointed at his face, "See? That's why! He hit it!"

"what?"

The words fall.

Everyone at the dining table exclaimed, and immediately looked at each other, very puzzled.

Fisher was taken aback, and blurted out, "Why did he hit you?"

Karl was a little dumbfounded standing there, what kind of brain would ask such a question?

What's more, she is his mother-in-law...

Ruth laughed out loud when she heard this.

Everyone turned their heads to look, Ruth hurriedly covered her mouth, "Oh, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."

When Carl heard her words, his heart felt like a needle, and he turned his head and stared at Russell coldly.

Ruth's laughter eased the atmosphere, and it was no longer so full of gunpowder.

"This is a conflict between me and Karl, and it has nothing to do with everyone here. Please continue to eat. Sorry for the interruption."

Astor said in a deep voice: "If someone bullies you with wealth, I am willing to help you."

"Mr. Astor, this matter is indeed my fault."

Everyone froze and turned to look at him.

Karl said angrily: "Don't pretend to be a good person!"

"I shouldn't have blocked Mr. Carl and his personal bodyguard from going upstairs when I went down the stairs, and I shouldn't have fought back when Carl's personal bodyguard pointed a gun at me. I should have stood still and let him shoot..."

"Oh! Karl is so irritable." Isidor shook his head suddenly.

"When you go upstairs, you have to make way for those who go downstairs. This is what a gentleman should do. Carl is too arrogant to do so."

"He also ordered his personal bodyguards to use guns... so rude."

"..."

Carl was stunned when he heard the words. He didn't expect that Russell would be accused by the celebrities and nobles present for only telling the truth.

However, he always felt that something was wrong. Looking back on what happened last night, he seemed to be being led by the nose...

Looking at the contemptuous eyes of the celebrities and nobles, the already swollen face became like a fire.

"Fart! He's..."

Just when Karl was going crazy, Russell got up from his seat suddenly, scaring Karl to take a step back.

Immediately behind him, Spicer stepped forward, immediately pulled out the ordinary version of the Colt m1911 under his armpit, and pointed the gun at Russell.

"what!"

Fisher yelled in horror, and hurriedly dodged backwards, for fear of accidental injury by stray bullets.

Astor and the others frowned and stared at Carl and Spicer.

Except for Fisher who was panicked, everyone else was calm and calm. They were celebrities who had seen the world. If they were frightened by a gun, what face would they have to go back to the United States and not be laughed out of hand by others?

Ruth was startled, and she hurriedly looked at Russell, but found that his face was flat, as if he wasn't the one who was pointed at by the gun.

Captain Smith got up and knocked on the table. "This is my ship! Put your guns down!"

Mrs. Brown ran directly in front of Russell, blocked him with her body, and said firmly: "Mr. Walker is not wrong, Carl was beaten entirely at his own fault! If you dare to shoot Mr. Walker, then shoot me to death first!"

"Ms. Brown, do you think I dare not?" Spicer said indifferently.

"Again, this is my ship, put your gun down! Otherwise I'll call the security officer to shoot you dead!"

Spicer turned his head to look at Captain Smith, frowned and gritted his teeth: "Captain Smith, you are too eccentric..."

At this moment, Russell behind Mrs. Brown moved.

He quickly rushed to Spicer, and Spicer noticed something before he finished speaking, and when he was about to turn his head and aim at pulling the trigger, Russell squatted up, raised his hand and inserted his thumb under the trigger to prevent Spicer snapped.

Then he swung his elbow forward, and Spicer's jaw was hit by a heavy hammer, and he fell backwards inertially.

And Russell grabbed his wrist and knocked the gun out of his hand in an instant. With a clang, the gun fell to the ground. Instead of picking it up, Russell kicked the gun to Carl's feet.

During the process of slamming Spicer's face, Russell kept staring at Carl from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he didn't pick up the pistol, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Has the irascible Mr. Carl regained his head?

At that moment, Karl really wanted to pick up the gun and shoot him twice, but as the heir of the steel tycoon family, he shot and killed people in front of many celebrities and nobles, and it was a scandal in the United States!

He and his family will be caught in public opinion, and he will also be imprisoned for murder.

rich?useless.

What Astor said should not be ignored. He said that Russell would help if he was in trouble, and he would definitely help.

No matter how rich the Carl family is, they can't compare to Astor, let alone powerful.

In just a moment, Spicer was knocked unconscious, his body fell to the ground with a dull sound, his nose was crooked and his eyes were slanted and bloody.

Russell stood there and scanned the crowd, and said, "I'm sorry everyone, if he pointed a gun at me, I would rather be killed by him. But he pointed the gun at my boss, Mrs. Brown, as a professional security guard Consultant, I smell the crisis of my employer, and I have to do it under the watchful eyes of everyone."

Astor glanced at Carl with a sullen face, raised his hand and slapped his hands, and said, "Well done, Walker, you are the most professional security consultant I have ever seen!"

"It is indeed very professional." Isidore nodded.

Captain Smith was smoking his pipe, "Mr. Walker, you solved a crisis for the passengers on board."

"..."

With Astor and Isidore taking the lead, the celebrities and aristocrats all spoke positively of Russell.

Although some people felt that Russell's attack was too ruthless and beat the helpless Spicer into a pig's head, they didn't dare to show it, after all, their status and status were not as high as Astor's.

"Mrs. Brown, are you all right? Are you frightened?"

Mrs. Brown is a kind woman, but she has seen the world. When she and her husband participated in gold mining in the United States, there were often fights and deaths.

"I'm fine, are you hurt?"

Russell was about to shake his head when he heard an exclamation in his ear.

Looking back, Ruth was not far from him, staring at his right hand.

"Oh! Sir, the back of your hand is wounded, and it is bleeding!"

Fisher frowned and hurriedly grabbed Ruth, and whispered in his ear: "Ruth, don't make trouble, Karl is watching you."

Ruth ignored it, and broke free from her mother's hand and stepped forward, "Sir, if you don't mind, I can bandage it for you."

"No." Russell immediately refused.

Ruth's expression froze. Originally, she thought that Russell would agree. After all, who would refuse a girl's unsolicited favor?

Astor got up to speak, but was grabbed by his little wife and sat on the chair again.

"Don't meddle in such nosy business."

Astor was puzzled: "Why, our nurses are very professional."

"How did you get close to me?"

Aster suddenly realized, and whispered: "You women are still sensitive."

Chapter 79

Under the watchful eyes of all the nobles and celebrities, Russell rejected Ruth's kindness.

He went to the dining table, took a napkin and wiped his blood-stained hands, the blood was Spike...

Russell frowned as he wiped his right hand, staring at the flesh-studded teeth on the back of his hand.

"Oh! Mr. Walker, you..." Mrs. Brown said anxiously with heartache.

Before she finished speaking, Russell raised his hand and pulled out the tooth embedded in the flesh, and threw it into Spicer's mouth.

Everyone looked at this scene, the hairs on their bodies stood on end, the cool wind suddenly poured into the pores, and they shivered.

"..."

Russell threw the blood-stained napkin onto the plate lifted by the waiter, and turned to look at the celebrities and nobles.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone's dinner. Can Captain Smith send someone to send Mr. Carl's personal bodyguard for treatment? He only suffered some skin trauma and his life is not in danger. I just acted harshly to protect my employer. .I apologize if I disturb you.”

Astor shook his head and said: "Walker, don't be so polite. We have seen what Carl and his personal bodyguards did. It is not your fault. It is also your responsibility to be forced to take action."

Ismay said: "Yes, Mr. Walker, you are really professional as a security consultant. If I do business in the United States, I will definitely use you."

"Thank you, Mr. Ismay..."