Chapter 3: Riots (1)
Through several corridors, Carvin and Hawley Sr. took the elevator to the door of a noisy bar on the second basement level, led by Hervey.
Truth be told, if it weren't for wanting to see the wolf Hervey was talking about, Calvin really wouldn't want to be here. As for the reason, I think anyone can understand the tooth-chattering noise coming from the two closed doors......
Taking the lead to the door of the bar, Hervey pushed open the two doors of the bar for the old butlers, Holly and Calvin. However, the moment he pushed open the door, to Hervey's surprise, a fruit knife suddenly flew out of the bar. The target of the attack was Calvin.
The sudden appearance of the fruit knife made Hervey stunned for a moment. And just when he was stunned, Holly, the old butler who was originally walking behind Carvin, suddenly appeared in front of Carven. In the blink of an eye, the fruit knife that caused the accident had been caught in old Holly's hand.
"Humph! ……”
Old Hawley's muffled snort woke Hervey. Looking at the fruit knife that was grabbed in the hand of the housekeeper Hawley Sr., and then at the Calvin standing behind him, Hervey's body suddenly shook like chaff. In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly complain. You know, if this flies to the point of injuring Carvin, then he, the guy who opened the door, will definitely not be able to escape the relationship.
"Poof! ……”
Without waiting for Old Hawley to speak, Hervey suddenly weakened his knees and knelt in front of Old Hawley. "Your Excellency, yes, for this matter...... Please punish me......"
"Hervey! If I were you, I would never kneel here and beg for mercy. Because, that's useless. If it were me, I'd go in and get the situation under control. In that case, that's what a true nobleman should do......"
To Hervey's surprise, the butler Old Hawley did not scold him as usual. Not to mention, teach him how to do it like he does now. So, after hearing old Hawley's words, Hervey glanced at old Hawley gratefully, then jerked up from the ground, turned and rushed into the bar.
Seeing Hervey rush in, Old Hawley turned to look at Calvin.
"Calvin, I guess we're going to stand here for a while? You know, right now the guys in there who drank too much are doing something to talk about. And we're standing here just in time to have a good look inside. And I think now if you go in, those guys who have drunk too much might come up to you. As for the Chinese and his strange wolf, if they wanted to leave, they couldn't leave the bar at all except here. ”
Hearing Old Hawley's words, Carvin smiled at Old Hawley: "Okay! My housekeeper! Like you said, let's just stand here and see what's going on inside! But I hope the guys inside will sober up soon. I don't want to stand here for too long. Moreover, I really want to see what kind of wolf the Chinese brought with me. ”
Standing at the door of the bar, Calvin couldn't wait to see the wolf Hervey was talking about. However, he never thought that the riot in the bar today was also related to the wolf he cared about. It can be said that the riot was caused entirely by the wolf that Carvin wanted to see......
"Oh my God! Am my eyes spent? Or are these people all crazy? When Hervey rushed into the bar, he couldn't help but pat his forehead bitterly when he looked at the crowd in the bar and the various guys flying all over the sky. Supposedly, it's normal for chaos to happen here. And Hervey also knows who the people who come here to play, and it can be said that these people are all people who are afraid of chaos in the world. However, even if tables, chairs, knives and forks flew all over the sky every time, it was just a small commotion. It only takes a few minutes, and his men will get this place in order in no time. But now, he actually saw a few guys pull out their guns. There was even a guy who pointed a gun at his head.
The guy with the gun to Hervey's head was a big Russian man. He stood right in front of Hervey. Behind Hervey, an Englishman, also with a large waist and a round waist, was holding in his hands from which table he did not know from, and there was no table top, only a thick iron rod and a large tire welded to the iron rod as the base of the table. Looking at the blood stains on the Russian's head, it should be that the Russian suffered a loss, so he took out his gun. It's just that the hapless Hervey coincidentally stood in the middle of the two people and became an obstacle to the revenge of the Russian.
"You bastard! What do you want? Do you want to kill a French nobleman? Looking at the Russian's large-caliber pistol aimed at his head, Hervey was so angry that he almost jumped off the ground.
However, what Hervey didn't expect was that even as he reprimanded the Russian, the Englishman he was holding back seemed to be a little unhappy that he was hindering himself from teaching the Russian a lesson. At this time, he actually held the iron rod with a big tire welded on the other end. The tires welded to the irons, with a black glow, went around Hervey's head.
"Bang! ……”
As the tires collided heavily with Hervey's head, Hervey's body flew out like a kite with a broken string. With a "bang", Hervey's body slammed into a table full of wine bottles. Red blood oozed from Hervey's forehead, body, and wounds on his hands and feet......
The people in the way disappeared, and the Russian and the British looked at each other again. The next moment, with the sound of a huge gunshot, the British turned into a rotten watermelon that had been broken......
The gunfire of the British was like a fuse. Before he fired, although some people took out their guns, due to the rules here, they only scared each other, and no one dared to really shoot. However, when the overheated Englishman really fired, the guys who had already held the pistols in their hands when they heard the gunshots reacted instinctively, and subconsciously pulled the trigger of the pistols they were holding in their hands.
"Smack! Bang! Bang bang ......"
After several successive gunshots, the gunfire in the bar suddenly became intense, except for a few unlucky guys who fell to the ground. For a while, the whole bar was full of gunshots, and there were guys who were hit by bullets everywhere.
However, a little out of place with the riots in the bar, in one corner of the bar, a Chinese sits quietly in a very elaborate two-person elegant seat, drinking beer as if no one is around. And in the seat opposite him, a huge white wolf, at this time, was leisurely eating snacks on the table......
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