"That lady has already paid for you, what do you want to drink?" "The bartender smiled, "The treasure of this store, the dragon's blood roars, a cup costs five thousand gold coins, do you want to taste it?"

Watching the bartender point to the bottle at the top of the wine rack soaked in the corpse of an unknown demonic beast, Downton was silent, although the neutral woman had a poisonous tongue, but she was very generous.

"Let go of me!"

The neutral woman raised her leg directly and kicked it in the crotch of the man who was about to grab her wrist.

Oh!

The man screamed, covered his crotch and knelt down, and the neutral woman kicked him in the chin, causing him to pop and fall backwards.

"You're good!"

These men are all magicians, and Downton didn't sense the fluctuations in magical energy, which means that the neutral woman killed him purely by reflexes.

"Hey, don't look at it, come here and help!"

The unisex woman greeted Downton, and even though she was caught, she was still struggling with punches and kicks.

"Forget it, adults don't remember villains!"

Downton shook his head and smiled, and with one step out, several men appeared in front of him, and with a pull of one hand, he swept away their arms, protecting the neutral woman behind him.

"Everyone, this matter is put aside, and I invite everyone to drink!" Downton snapped his fingers, "Bartender, give everyone a drink!"

"Whoever wants to drink your wine and get this woman up, I'm going to sell her into a brothel and let those men fuck her ass!"

A man roared.

Only then did Downton notice that there was a man squatting under the bar next to him with his crotch covered, his face full of pain, obviously plotted by a neutral woman.

"Forget it!"

A man comforted him, Downton's step just now, but he showed extraordinary strength, and these people didn't want to provoke.

"What are you afraid of? Who cares?" the man stared at Downton, "boy, if you know each other, get out of the way for me, or I'll clean up with you." ”

"You interrupted my inspiration, how are you going to accompany me?"

The neutral woman roared not to be outdone, as if she didn't know that she was going to be sold to a brothel ~ a hospital in the next moment.

"Do it!"

Several men walked over with the man in their arms. As a result, before he could make a move, the neutral woman rushed out and kicked him in the crotch again.

Click!

This kick was ruthless enough, and everyone present seemed to hear some kind of sound of broken eggs, and the men even stood on end, and subconsciously clamped their legs.

"What are you doing in a daze? Run!"

The unisex woman held her picture clip in one hand, pulled Downton's wrist, and ran wildly towards the outside of the nightclub.

"You two wait for me, I'm going to kill you!"

The man wailed. Like an injured lone wolf, he likes men, so he recognized the wrong neutral woman, so he accosted her, but he didn't expect to be beaten when he came up.

Bang Dang!

The neutral woman pushed open the door, and a wet and cold night breeze immediately hit her face, which made people feel refreshed.

When the street girls saw Downton, they immediately planned to come over to solicit customers. As a result, I saw a neutral woman dragging him through the street and rushing to the side alley.

"?"

"Damn. I was blind with that handsome face, I didn't expect it to be a gay~ sexual!"

The women on the street apparently didn't recognize the genders of the unisex women.

"Hehe, I'm so happy!"

The neutral woman chuckled, let go of Downton's hand, and trotted with brisk steps, like a cheerful fawn.

Suddenly. A branch sticking out of her stabbed obliquely scraped off her painter's hat.

Yes!

The girl exclaimed, and reached for the hat, but it was already hanging on the branch, so she slowed down and turned around!

The long black hair is like a waterfall like ink. Suddenly it poured down!

Downton stood still, as if he had been electrocuted, and suddenly froze.

The cold night breeze blew and lifted the girl's long black hair, and she stood there, one hand behind her waist, the other arranging her hair, and looked at Downton in bewilderment.

"Huh, what's wrong?"

The girl's face is an expression of inquiry, pure and delicate facial features, and a slender neck, so that every inch of skin and every edge and corner reveal a clear and clear beauty like snow-capped mountains and lakes!

Only then did Downton notice that the girl was wearing a pair of black-rimmed square glasses, and when she stood under the dim street lamp, she was surrounded by an air of intellectual elegance.

"Nothing!"

Downton looked away.

"See, this is the lethality of a literary girl!"

Homer exclaimed.

"What are you proud of?"

Downton complained, but quickly adjusted his feelings, he didn't want to admit that he would be tempted by a girl with no breasts and no ass.

"Hey, were you excited just now?"

The unisex woman put her hands behind her back, walked around Downton twice, and asked in a mocking tone, "Don't lie to me, I can read your mind with your eyes!"

"Shh

Downton gave a middle finger.

"Hey, in fact, this scene was intentional on me, and I have long wanted to try to pull a boy to run in the night!"

The neutral girl spread her arms and walked in a straight line step by step, "The silver glow of the bright moon, the silent streets, the green French plane trees on both sides, the dense branches and leaves are like a giant umbrella, making a subtle rustling sound, and the whispers of boys and girls are scattered, don't you think it is very meaningful?"

"You're not sick in the head, are you?"

The corners of Downton's mouth twitched.

"I'll admit it, I'm an aesthete, otherwise why do you think I'd pull you along on a whim?" The unisex girl put her feet together, turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and stretched out her right hand towards Downton, "Meet me, my name is Lorraine Sasha, a writer destined to become a world writer!"

"The world's literary heroes, what a shame to say!"

Downton teased, after the scene just now, he didn't have any ill feelings towards this venomous Lorraine Sasha, he found that this girl is the type who wants to say what she wants, she is straightforward and fast-talking, and she won't hide her feelings, "What great work do you have, say it and let me read it?"

"That...... This ......"

Lorraine Sasha's gaze drifted to the sky, avoiding Downton's gaze.

"Not a single one?"

Downton smiled, as for her name, which is the same as that of the saint, he didn't care, many Saint Laurent parents. They all like to give their daughters this name, hoping to be blessed and blessed by the saints.

"Hmph, I'll be famous soon, just wait and see!"

Lorraine Sasha glared at Downton, waved her fist demonstratively at him, and turned away. However, after walking a few steps, he found that Downton did not catch up, and stopped again.

"You still have your name on it!"

The girl pouted.

"Downton!"

Downton bared his white teeth and smiled brightly.

"Downton, you're from Frankfurt?"

Lorraine Sasha's expression instantly became solemn.

"Well, what's wrong?

Downton nodded.

"Are you the Duke of Downton who wrote Notre Dame Cathedral, Hamlet, and created this killer in the Snow Man Empire, who is not too cold, and is known as a new generation of writers?"

Ignoring the teasing of Downton's title, Lorraine Sasha asked. She clasped her hands together and looked him in the eye apprehensively and expectantly.

"I wrote the book, but not the writer!"

Downton scratched his hair, a little embarrassed to be complimented like this.

Ahh

Lorraine Sasha suddenly screamed, one louder and longer than the other.

Without waiting for Downton to ask what was going on. Lorraine Sasha ran over and hugged him.

"Huh?"

This time it was Downton's turn to be dumbfounded.

"Finally met the real person. Woo woo, sure enough, as I fantasized about, you are a handsome and talented man!"

Lorraine Sasha was so excited that she cried.

"Tsk, crazy fans!"

Homer teased.

"I'm sorry. I'm out of shape, Mr. Downton, I'm a fan of your books, and I've read all of your novels. It's just amazing!"

Lorraine Sasha wiped the tears from her face, tilted her head, and looked at Downton adoringly, her eyes almost bursting with stars.

"Not really, right?"

Downton's manuscripts were all sorted out and published by Abagon, and the original intention was to pat the master's ass, but he didn't expect to be an unexpected big seller.

"No, no, in my heart, you are a writer!"

After Lorraine Sasha finished speaking, she suddenly took two steps back, put her arms on the outside of her thighs, and bowed ninety degrees with a stern face, "I'm sorry for the offense just now, please forgive me for being rude!"

"It's okay!"

Downton waved his hand, the first time he saw a book fan, he didn't know what to do, although Grand Duke Vivien Leigh also liked his script, but because of his identity, he wouldn't do it like this.

"Apologies again!"

Lorraine Sasha was sincere.

"Hey, hey, Your Highness, do you want to be so formal, treat me as a friend, don't be so polite!"

Downton quipped.

"Let's go for coffee?"

Lorraine Sasha invited.

"Hmm!"

Downton hesitated whether to introduce Homer, who was literary and artistic, to the saints, who should have a lot of common language.

"Please, this money is not mine, you can't take it!"

The cry of a girl drifted into Downton's ears with the night wind, and there was also a cry among them, like a cry!

"Wait here!"

Downton frowned, and chased after the voice.

"What's wrong?" Lorraine Sasha, who had retrieved her hat, followed closely, "Just call me Lorraine!"

Turning two corners, Downton saw five men blocking a young girl in a dark alley, blackmailing her in a vicious manner.

"La Traviata?"

Downton noticed that the girl was the girl who had just sold him roses.

"Hey, you two, are you ashamed to bully a girl?"

Before Downton could make a move, Lorraine had already rushed out.

"Haha, there are two more unlucky eggs sent to the door!"

A man laughed and walked over and reached for Lorraine.

Lorraine dodged her big hand and pulled the paper cutter out of her pocket, her thumb popping out of the blade and slashing at the villain's cheek.

Looking at the silver light flashing in the dimness, the villain was startled and instinctively took a step back, but his face still hurt, and blood was spilled in the air.

Lorraine was about to attack, but Downton grabbed her shoulder.

"Break their hands and feet!"

The villain let out a low roar and pounced on Lorraine, and several of her companions immediately rushed up with a sinister grin. (To be continued......)