Coming out of the Notre-Dame church at the top of the Fourvière hill, John and his family went to a restaurant on the banks of the Rhône for dinner. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoFounded in 1836, Bouchon is a well-known restaurant in France. John: They poured early, and there weren't many guests in the restaurant. They chose a table by the window and enjoyed the street view while tasting the local dried red sausage.

While the Johns were enjoying their families, three people were whispering at a table not far behind them.

"Bauer, that's the girl you saw on the boat, she looks good, but she's a little older, and she has children." A fat man with pockmarks on his face said while chewing on meat sausages.

"Cut, you know what. What's the meaning of a little girl, such a mature woman is enough to taste. The mustache next to him retorted.

"Be quiet." The big-nosed man who had been staring at Adele's back frowned, stopping the two of them from talking nonsense. If John and Adele look back, they will find that this big nose is the same Ball Duvier who gave Adele flowers on the "Normandy" before.

"You can't do it, you haven't taken it for so many days on the ship. I went to the United States and lost all my housekeeping skills. The mustache took a sip of red wine and expressed disdain for Duvier's "poor performance".

"You know what. You're a weaver in your father's factory, and you'll crawl into your bed with your fingers hooked. Duvier glanced at the mustache, "I've inquired, and her husband seems to be quite rich." Her father is the Degano who used to open a bank, the one who was cheated by your third uncle before. ”

"Didn't that old man run away to the United States, his backers have stepped down, what are you afraid of?" The fat man wiped his oily mouth, "We can't kill an American nouveau riche?" ”

"That's why you're the least interesting." Duvier pretended to taste the red wine elegantly, "What is the urgency of this kind of thing, what you enjoy is the process." ”

"And what are you going to do?" The mustache asked.

"Let people follow them and see where they live." After saying that, Duvier got up and went to call someone to keep an eye on him.

When John woke up the next morning, he was in a terrible mood. Because the hotel waiter brought them a large bouquet of irises.

"What's that guy's name, it's really ghostly." John threw the flowers on the ground with a grim face, if he had been in the United States, he would have had someone to clean up the daring fellow.

"It seems to be called Bauer Duvier, but I didn't expect to run into him again." Adele was also very unhappy, "By the way, he seems to have said that he lives in the area of Hugo Street, I'll ask Uncle Pierre later." ”

"What are you going to do?" John asked.

"Find him to make it clear to his face, what's going on." Adele lost her temper rarely, "I should have warned him on the ship at the time, but now it's okay, and they're all chasing here." ”

"I knew I'd meet him again." John also regretted it a little, he shouldn't have spared face and chose to settle down at that time.

"Bauer Duvière, he's back to Lyon?" Listening to John's inquiry, the owner, Pierre, was a little surprised. "Duvière's family is also a well-known family in Lyon, whose ancestors were generals in the Napoleonic era, and now his uncle is the vice-president of the National Assembly of Lyon."

Pierre told John that this Bauer Duvier had been a gentleman since he was a child. He was once expelled from the University of Lyon for messing with flowers, and was later sent by his family to join the army, serving in the French colonies of North Africa. During these years, Duvière had been doing business in Algeria and rarely returned to Lyon. Every time he came back, he was single, mingling with a few of Lyon's famous "evil boys" all day long, and I don't know if he was ever married.

After inquiring about Duvier's address from Pierre, John decided to warn the playboy in person. "Don't go anywhere in the hotel today, I'll go to him and come back after making it clear." After giving an explanation to Adele, John went out.

In his previous life, John was a good boy and a good student from childhood to adulthood. In this life, he has received an orthodox elite education since he was a child. Although the major families in the United States are also rich in gentlemen, John and them are almost two circles of people. John doesn't have a good time with those gentlemen, and they won't take the initiative to provoke John.

Therefore, John, who lacks experience in dealing with gentlemen, obviously overestimated the bottom line of these people's actions this time.

When John went out to Rue Hugo, Bauer Duvier was sitting in the café opposite the hotel with a few of his fox friends. Seeing John go out alone, Duvière and the others turned and entered the hotel.

Perhaps fearful of these "wicked young men", or perhaps greedy for the tip given by Duvière, a hotel waiter soon took them to Adele's room.

"My beautiful rainbow goddess, it's such an honor to be able to see you again." As soon as he entered, Duveille made a noble salute to Adele and pulled out a beautifully packaged jewelry box from his bosom.

Adele was startled by Duvier who suddenly came in, "How did you get in, please go out." She snapped a scold.

"Don't do that, dear ma'am. It was the great Aphrodite who had brought me here......" Duvier began to express his admiration to Adele in the tone of his poetry.

"I repeat, please get out. You're not welcome here! Adele cried out, and Ella, who was playing with toys, was so frightened that she cried.

"Since I met you on the boat, I've only done two things every day, breathe and miss you. How can you bear to break this fiery heart? "I can't help but say that this playboy is really thick-skinned.

"Waiter, ask them to come out." Adele picked up the crying Ella and ordered the eviction again.

"Yo, in Lyon, we have always driven people out, and we have never been driven out." The fat man who followed behind Duvier said with a hippie smile.

"What the hell do you want. My husband has gone to Rue Hugo to look for you, so please don't come and pester us again. Adele was frightened by this weird fat man and hugged Ella tighter.

"Don't be afraid, dear lady. I just wanted to invite you to the ball tonight at my house, and please enjoy it. Duvier glared at the fat man and whispered softly to reassure Adele.

"Mr. Duvier, please don't harass my niece." Pierre, the innkeeper who had arrived on hearing the news, walked into the room and stopped them.

"Old Pierre, you dare to mind our business. I remember that you still owe a lot of money to our bank, and you don't want to open your hotel. The mustache, who had been watching the play next to him, threatened.

Just as they were getting into a fight, John, who had just eaten a closed door, returned. Fortunately, Hugo Avenue is only one street away from Ampère Square, and it only takes four or five minutes to make a round trip.

"What are you doing, get out of here immediately!" John shouted angrily.

Duvier didn't expect John to come back so soon, and said angrily: "What do I want to do, do you care?" This is Lyon, not you America. ”

harassed his wife, and said that he couldn't control it. John's lungs were about to explode, and he punched Duvier in the big nose.

Although John didn't have much experience in fighting, he practiced a few hands on a whim when he formed the White Mountain Brigade before, and Du Weier, who was hollowed out by the wine, was not his opponent at all. Du Weier's two fox friends hurriedly came up to help, and several people fought in the room.

This time it was not only Ella, but even Adele was scared to cry. By the time she and Pierre and a few waiters were scrambling to separate John and the others, several of them were wearing colors.

John's glasses shattered, his face was pulled down, and blood was dripping down the corners of his eyes. Duveille's nose was broken and his face was covered in blood. The fat man's forehead was knocked out by the corner of the table, and the mustache was blue at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know whether it was a broken tooth or a tongue that was bitten by himself.

For the first time in his life, John fought with someone, and he was able to win a small victory against three, which is not bad. But at this point, John was not at all proud. He has been regretting it, he knew that he would encounter this kind of bullshit, so he brought two people from the Baishan Brigade over. It's a shame that an elite member of the Vanderbilt family has been reduced to fighting like a street thug.

Just as Adele was carefully wiping John's wounds, the police arrived. Duvière's gang is worthy of being the head snake of Lyon, and the speed of police dispatch is quite fast.

Fortunately, John had a U.S. passport, and the police were polite to him, and did not handcuff him, but only asked him to follow him to the police station for a "visit". As for the three "victims", they were allowed to seek medical treatment before going to the police station to record their own statements.

After living for two lifetimes, John entered the bureau for the first time, and he was still quite curious about the French police station in this era. He was taken to an interrogation room where he was questioned by three police officers. But John wouldn't bother with them, he didn't know much about French law, and he wouldn't answer any questions without a lawyer present. Anyway, he's a "foreigner" and pretends he doesn't know French.

Several policemen asked for a long time but didn't ask anything, and they didn't take John for granted. No matter what country the police are, they still have a little bit of eyesight. This Yankee looks like a rich and powerful man, and they don't want to offend too much. Anyway, you are immortals fighting, so don't embarrass us little ghosts.

Soon, John was left alone in the interrogation room, waiting for someone to bail him out. By this time, however, John had no intention of continuing to study the interior of the police station. He suddenly thought of a question just now, Adele would not contact the US Embassy in a hurry.

Before leaving, she should have told her to call Cousin Consuelo. John scratched at his hair in frustration, it would have been bad if Adele had contacted the U.S. Embassy. Since speaking to Congress at the beginning of the month, he has become a celebrity in the United States. If the news spreads that he got into a fight with someone in France and was imprisoned in the police station, how can he still mix in the circle in the future. Even Henry Ford's "strongman" was planted in the hands of a few French thugs, which is really a shame.

Alas, it's still not calm enough when it comes to trouble. John blamed himself and thought: There are 10,000 ways to kill that Duvier, why did he choose the most useless way to do it directly. It's good now, I don't say anything about entering the bureau, and I can't clean up the other party immediately after I go out. Those bastards will be suspected of him if something happens to them, so why bother?

However, it is useless to regret it now. Now that you've already done it, you have to kill the other party completely. Just as John pondered how to clean up Duvier in the future, a memory of his past life suddenly flashed back. He remembered who the damn Bauer Duvier was.