Located in north-central Mississippi, bordered by the Mississippi River, the world's fourth-largest river, and Tennessee to the north, Condon Plantation covers more than 7,000 acres of fertile land with a sandy soil structure suitable for the cultivation of subtropical plants, and is also the fourth largest cotton production base in Mississippi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This undeveloped land is full of primeval jungle, flowers and plants of all colors abound, flocks of unnamed wild birds fly in the dense woods, and gray rabbits burrow through the grass without any scruples.

In addition, John actually saw the tricksters endemic to the Americas - the jungle raccoon on a bush tree.

This strange scenery brought an extraordinary visual experience to John, who had lived in the city since he was a child, and he discovered for the first time that there was such a vivid side to the world.

As John walked, he stepped over the cornfield and suddenly appeared in front of him a manicured lawn area, with several huge banyan trees scattered in twos and threes, like a lid to bring a little autumn shade to this unpowdered green area.

The main house of Conton Manor is located in the middle of the lawn, and from a distance, the thick walls, semi-circular arches, solid piers, vaulted domes, huge towers, and layers of arches are typical of the Romance style.

John walked to the front of the villa, and the housekeeper Andrew Tolan hurriedly greeted him, bowed down and said,

"Young Master, breakfast is ready, do you want to enjoy it now?"

"Hmm!"

John nodded, tossed his coat, hat, and cane to the black maid on the side, and walked straight to the dining room on the left side of the first floor.

After taking a seat at the table, two black maids brought the prepared breakfast for two, and then quickly withdrew.

The lid is opened, and a rich aroma hits the face.

Golden toast bread, four slices of bright fried egg, juicy potato bacon, sausages, baked beans in tomato sauce and a bowl of fragrant mushroom soup are all neatly put together, with color, aroma and taste, and the only fly in the ointment is the place to eat.

There was a huge dining room, empty, and there was only John at the five-meter-long table.

This aristocratic loneliness made John, who had adapted to living in a group, feel like a gorilla sitting in a glass enclosure and being watched by someone.

This is the so-called aristocratic life!

John sighed, a little bored, turned around and hooked his hand to the butler standing at the door, and said,

"Go to the checkroom and get me $100, I'm going to use it?"

After saying that, John tied his napkin and began to process the food on the table, but after half a sound, the figure next to him was still standing there, not moving,

John couldn't help but look up and asked,

"Something?"

"Young Master, your withdrawable amount this month is less than $100."

Less than $100!

John frowned and said suspiciously,

"I remember the amount I withdrew this month, and I really thought I had never used it."

"Yes, young master."

"Then why can't you withdraw it?"

"I'm sorry, young master, at the beginning of the month, Master Condon handed me a document that said that your monthly withdrawal limit has been lowered from $150 to $80, so you can't withdraw $100 now." The butler said quietly, word by word, board by glance, and he didn't even look at John from beginning to end.

Despise, ignore or target!

John was silent, put down his knife and fork, clasped his hands together, and looked at the white old man who was over half a hundred years old and still in good spirits.

A moment later,

He burst out laughing, and the hearty laughter spread far and wide through the empty room, and even the few maids standing in the living room couldn't help but cast curious glances.

John laughed unscrupulously, no one noticed, when he squinted his eyes, a blue circle of light suddenly appeared in his pupils, and after the aperture disappeared, he gradually put away his smile and sat there calmly, his expression was very quiet, and his eyes were very quiet, as quiet as the water in a cold pool makes people feel cold.

"Any idea why I'm laughing?" John asked with a smile, and without waiting for the other party to reply, continued,

"I just thought of a fable - [The Difference Between a Wolf and a Dog], do you know what the biggest difference between a wolf and a dog is?"

The butler remained silent, but the hand behind its back trembled slightly.

"Alright! If you don't tell me, I'll treat you as if you don't know! ”

John cut a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth, and while tasting the delicious gravy, he muttered,

"The biggest difference between a wolf and a dog is ......

The dog does not bark when it bites, and the wolf does not bite when it barks,

Your expression is both like a wolf and a dog, and I can't even figure out what you are. ”

The butler finally raised his head, a pair of dark blue eyes with extremely suppressed anger, but what was surprising was that he actually endured it alive, not at all like a citizen of a free country, but like a heroic figure in Chinese history.

"The young master said that he laughed, Andrew is a human, not a wolf, nor a dog, young master, please use it slowly, I will go and get the money for you." Andrew said calmly, but the tremor in his tone could be heard by anyone,

After saying this, he turned around and left directly, without even bowing the courtesy.

John looked at him nonchalantly, and only turned back when his back was completely gone, took a bite of the soft bread, and said to himself,

"Zero, you say, how many people in this manor want me to die."

"I'm sorry, but that's beyond my means."

"Then will you be able to be as unpredictable prophet as you are today?"

"It's possible in principle, but if the other person closes his eyes or deliberately hides the mood swings in his eyes, I can't tell if he has malicious intentions towards you."

"Oh! That's a pity. ”

John shook his head, he originally wanted to use this ability to find out all the people in the manor who were hostile to him one by one, but unfortunately Goldfinger was not so invincible.

A moment later, a white maid came to the dining room and handed John the envelope in her hand, saying,

"Young master, this is what the housekeeper asked me to give to you."

John took the envelope, nodded slightly, and after the maid left, tore open the envelope, revealing 16 five-dollar bills side by side.

"$80, no more, no less, I thought I would deduct a little bit from this miscellaneous in order to retaliate, but I didn't expect him to be an honest person."

John pursed his lips, a little disappointed, swallowed the last bite of mushroom soup, got up and left the restaurant, and after greeting the butler outside the villa who was dressed in a deep chrysanthemum, he walked directly to the storeroom where the guns and ammunition were placed.

He needs a weapon for self-defense, preferably a gun.

I don't know if in this era, the portable revolver has come out?