As Patch spoke, a brightly dressed Catgirl happened to pass by, and Patch, who hadn't opened the meat for a long time, suddenly had her eyes lit up, and directly took the Catgirl over, hugged her in her arms and drunkenly flirted: "Hey, beauty, what perfume did you use today?" Does it smell good? ”

Patch made a mistake here, he habitually thought that this was his own house, and he could nibble on any beautiful woman he could hug and nibble on, but in this kind of peach-colored bar, the act of hugging and flirting without making any monetary representation was very unpopular.

A trace of anger flashed on Catgirl's face at first, but in a blink of an eye, she saw that Patch was a Federator, her anger receded a little, she snuggled into Patch's arms, and said with a smile: "Guess what~"

Patch lewdly poked her head out, buried herself in Catgirl's big breasts, took a deep breath, looked up in enjoyment, and said, "No doubt, no need to guess, this is the classic Chanel No. 5." ”

Catgirl showed a little surprise on her face, thinking that this Patch was probably a woman who had read countless women, and she could smell it as soon as she smelled it, and just as she wanted to say something, Patch added: "It's just an imitation." ”

Catwoman was a little unhappy in her heart, Patch was right, the Chanel No. 5 she sprayed was indeed an imitation, and this perfume was not cheap in the old generation, in this era of total collapse, how could the peach girl in the bar afford this kind of luxury? It's just the collusion of those experienced black businessmen.

However, Catgirl is also an old man, she rubbed Patch with her leg intentionally or unintentionally, and said coquettishly: "You are so experienced, when can you give me a bottle~"

Patch and the Marquis Charles both laughed when they heard this, with the financial resources of the Invid family, let alone a bottle of perfume, buying back all the perfumes in the world is a matter of rubbing their fingers, and this little money Grand Duke does not bother to ask.

Pache took advantage of the wine and said proudly: "Don't say give you a bottle, you will serve me comfortably, I will charter a factory to make perfume for you." ”

Catgirl looked at the civilian attire of the two, and thought that this was a drunken bragging, so she didn't take it to heart at all, and quipped: "I'm not so greedy~ I'm very satisfied if you can give me a bottle~"

"Little things! I'll buy it for you in two days. As she spoke, Patch put her hand between Catgirl's thighs and smiled lewdly, "Now, let me be cool first." ”

"Huh!" As soon as Catgirl was touched on the sensitive part, she immediately left Patch's embrace, brushed her hair behind her ear, and said silently, "Handsome guy~ We have to charge here first." ”

Patch was a little unhappy, and his face suddenly fell: "Charge?" What are the fees? ”

Catgirl said: "There is a charge for everything, just now I saw that you are good, so I didn't mention it, and if you continue to do so, you will have to be charged." ”

Marquis Charles was very clever, for fear that Patch would be angry, so he hurriedly smiled and said: "No problem, give it, young master, I'll go and help you cover the night." ”

"Stop!" Patch snorted, stopped the Marquis de Charles, looked at Catgirl coldly, and said, "Charge?" It's always been women who stick to me! Make me comfortable, give you a lot of Berry, and if you don't feel well, don't talk about money, I'll slap you! ”

The girls of the peachy bar, or any service industry in Dawn City, generally look down on the citizens of the Empire, and are inclined towards the citizens of the Federation.

But this tendency is not unlimited, if you are a federal official, of course, it is brainless, but if you are just a federal civilian, it may just be polite, give some small favors and so on, it is impossible to post unconditionally, what is the difference between that and charity? It's all played like this, and the bar has long gone out of business.

Catgirl's politeness to Patch was also because of his obvious federal face, but when she saw that Patch didn't even mean to pay the money, her politeness was naturally gone.

Catgirl no longer pretended to be on her face, and directly showed a look of disdain, looking up and down at Patch and Marquis Charles, who were dressed as civilians, and sneered sarcastically: "It means that the prostitute is here?" Two poor ghosts who can't even come up with money, are they coming for the first time? Don't look at this place either! ”

The muscles on Patch's face twitched, and she got up from her seat, stretched out her finger and pointed at Catgirl's nose, and said with a grimace, "What did you just call me?" ”

Catgirl recognized that she had read countless people, and judging from her dress, words and deeds, that Patch was just a small citizen of the Confederacy, she immediately spat and mocked, "Call you a poor ghost!" Aren't you a poor ghost? You can't afford to pay a few thousand bells, and you told me what kind of factory to pack, it's really funny. ”

The anger on Patty's face was so thick that when he reached the top, all expressions suddenly collapsed and turned cold, and Patch left his seat and staggered past Catgirl.

Catgirl thought that Patch was pretending to be pierced, and wanted to run away, but the thought of being touched for no reason just now, she felt a little unbalanced in her heart, and just wanted to turn around and taunt two more sentences to vent her anger, when she suddenly felt something heavy hit her head, her eyes were black, and her legs were weak.

"Bang!!" To the exclamations of the other drinkers, Patch grabbed the bottle from the next table and slammed it on Catgirl's head, splashing glass shards and stabbing into her scalp, gushing out a mixture of beer and blood.

"I'm Brigadier General of the Federal Heavy Industries Corps! I am the son of Grand Duke Invid!! I am the next ruler of Dawn City!! I'm Patch!!! Patch grabbed the new bottle like crazy and slammed it down on the head of the cat girl who was limp on the ground, screaming like crazy, "You dare to look down on me?!" Dirty Imperial Dog, you dare to look down on me??!! ”

Patch smashed frantically, at first Catgirl would scream miserably, but it didn't take long for the skull to be smashed, the brain burst, collapsed on the ground and the limbs convulsed, and the lower body also flowed out of the incontinence liquid, but Patch still didn't stop, screaming desperately, smashing desperately, venting all the grievances and grievances he had received in recent days, and finally even raised his foot and stepped on the miserable head, until the whole head became thin and did not stop.

The bar owner and the security guard noticed the noise here early on, they wanted to use force, but they heard Patch's announcement of their identity, the bar owner is a well-informed person, not like the catgirl who was stoned to death, he quickly noticed that this was really the eldest son of the eldest duke, Patch was traveling in civilian clothes, and he was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy: "Master Patch!" Damn the villain, there are too many guests, I didn't notice that you were there, damn the villain, damn the villain! ”

Facing the bar owner who kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, Patch grabbed a new bottle, pointed at him and said fiercely, "Come here." ”

The bar owner was frightened, and when he saw the wine bottle in Patsy's hand, and then saw Catgirl's head smashed by the wine bottle, he cried out in fear: "Master Patch, the villain knows that he is wrong, you can spare the villain's life!" ”

"I called you here! You dare not stop my orders??!! Patch roared and took the gun from his bosom, pointed at the barkeeper with a twisted face, and said, "Now, in the name of the Invid family, I sentence you to death!! ”

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