Chapter 22: The Three-Fingered Demon

In just two hours, the four teenage girls were fully integrated into the falsely prosperous social life of the European aristocracy.

A down-and-out aristocracy with different hearts began to think about how to please the four young American capital upstarts, and there were many dirty and filthy people who planned to attack the four little girls directly like the young aristocrats at the beginning.

In any case, the four little girls who have memories of less than ten years have become the focus of the crowd for the first time, and even other American capital upstarts are willing to give the four little girls of the same upstart a face.

Even if the four little girls violated aristocratic etiquette in terms of words and deeds, the rest of the Junker nobles didn't want to find out, cooperating with the four little girls.

"Trump? Does America really have a factory owner with this surname? ”

"It's Smith, and their brother's name is Frederick Trump in German, and Tom Smith in English."

"Tom Smith? Before the New York bombing, was the owner of the largest chemical plant in New York? ”

"Yes, listening to the four little girls, Smith seems to be building a factory in Houston now."

During this period, the down-and-out aristocrats and the emerging capital aristocrats set up the old bottoms of the four little girls.

The down-and-out aristocracy also learned from the upstarts of American capital how much potential the four beautiful girls are, and the super American capital upstarts who have earned millions of dollars in a year.

What's more, young!

Listening to the description of the capital nouveau riche, Tom, the factory owner, is only about twenty years old at most, compared with those American diamond kings who are often in their thirties and forties, Tom is more attractive to female Junker aristocrats.

There is no such thing as a party that never ends.

The four little girls, who had become the center of the crowd for the first time, reluctantly left the party and walked to the place where the bed sheet rope had been put down before.

"Sister Amy, rope! The rope is gone! ”

When the four little girls came over, they found that the rope was no longer visible where the rope of the bed sheet had been put down.

Looking at the window above the heads of the four people, it was also closed, that is, in fact, the actions of the four people had already been exposed.

The four little girls, who were afraid of being punished by their parents, instantly panicked.

The three little girls looked at Amy, the eldest of the four little girls.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry."

Amy, who was panicked, also pretended to be tidy, but her heart was also very flustered, the four little girls used to be underage employees of the vineyard who kept to themselves, where did they have the experience of escaping from their parents' greenhouse and going out to play alone at night.

At this moment, four young Junker nobles, led by the young nobles who had first come into contact with the four little girls, walked towards the four little girls from the other side of the deck.

"Are we really going to do this?"

"Brother, that's a million dollars, we're not those old antiques, in the new era, money is the most important!"

"That is, all the blood and glory are false lies, and those four little girls, since they were picked up by their brother, have been eating sparrows, seagulls, matsutake mushrooms and caviar every day."

"What, to eat these things? My distant earl cousin doesn't eat more than a few times a year. ”

"I heard from the four little girls that their elder brother also longed for the German royal family since he was a child, which of our ancestors did not serve the German emperor?"

"When the matter is settled, it's not that we don't want to marry the four little girls, if a few of the four people are pregnant, their parents will always have to take into account whether the nephews and nieces have fathers, right?"

"Say no more, it!"

Under the leadership of one person, the four Junker nobles finally made up their minds, and in the fantasy, the future American Junker aristocratic life awaited them.

Four young men walked slowly to the four anxious little girls who were chirping.

"Four elegant ladies, I wonder if you can enjoy the wine left by my father?"

"Wine? We're still small, we can't drink. ”

"You can go and try it, it's not an idea to stand here anyway."

"Don't we eat grapes every day? The wine should be about the same. ”

"We promised you, let's go, take us there."

Under the double pressure of fear and anxiety, the four little girls chose to escape, and they followed the four handsome-looking young people, intending to taste the taste of the "forbidden taste" of wine.

The four little girls who are not deeply involved in the world have no idea what kind of Longtan tiger's den they will be taken by the four polite "gentlemen" in front of them.

Fortunately, in the shadows, there is always a pair of eyes to protect them.

Eight men and women, the oldest of whom were seventeen or eighteen years old, stepped into a plain-looking cabin below deck, and unlike the members of the Smith family who could live in the cabins on deck, these down-and-out nobles could only live in this kind of more resistant cabin.

Fortunately, the four little girls all grew up in a dirtier environment, and this not too luxurious cabin was not unacceptable.

A glass of white and transparent wine went down, and soon the four little girls who tasted alcoholic drinks for the first time were a little confused.

The time also came to eleven o'clock in the evening, when the four little girls had already rested, and the four little girls couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep in a daze.

Of the five men present, four of them have already begun to take off their clothes and prepare to use their lower bodies for the high-sounding reason of "for the glory and wealth of the second half of their lives".

But the anxious gaze and flushed cheeks, and the gasping throat betrayed these savages controlled by desire.

"Bump!"

The fifth man, who had been standing in the shadows in the wing, made a move, and the kick was directly hit at the vital point of the leading aristocratic youth, and the young man, who weighed one hundred and fifty pounds, was kicked like a football, and flew upside down to the corner of the wall before stopping.

So that he can't expect to use such a cheap means to pursue ridiculous "glory and wealth" in his life.

The remaining three also let out a cold sweat, only to find that there was a strong man about seven feet tall and weighing more than two hundred and fifty pounds standing in the shadows.

The strong man didn't say any more nonsense, and directly beat two of the remaining three scum into a coma with his fist like a heavy hammer.

If you look closely, the strong man's left hand has only three fingers.

He is nicknamed the Three-Fingered Demon - John Mueller.

The only remaining sober nobleman was directly frightened and his legs weakened, and a group of Gu sat on the floor.

"You can't beat me, I'm a nobleman."

"My cousin is an earl."

"I have met His Majesty Ludwig II and spoken to him, and if you move me, the Kingdom of Bavaria will partially spare you."

The nobleman retreated like a bean, revealing his "network".

While longing to escape from this demon, he also pinned his hopes on the deterrent power of the "network".

Not to mention that Ludwig II was fine, as soon as he mentioned the name, John trembled, and the nobleman who fell to the ground thought that he had frightened the "executioner" in front of him.

"Hahaha, I knew that no one could ......"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

"Bump!"

The strong man directly smashed the nobleman's head with one punch, and three punches went down, so the young nobleman was directly beaten to the crack in his eyes, and the black beads burst out, as if he had opened a colorful silk shop, and the red, black, and purple ones were all about to bloom.

"Phew!"

John spat on the nobleman's corpse, and after remembering why his parents had died under the ridiculous reign of the mad king, John was furious.

John opened the window of the cabin and threw the bodies of the four nobles neatly into the North Atlantic.

The sharks in the North Atlantic can eat more small snacks again.

The strong man wiped the filth from his hands, and quietly carried the four little girls back to the luxurious compartment on the top floor of the cabin.

Except for the smell of blood in the air, no one knew that there were four less high-quality "goods" for sale on board.

John had already asked the Irish sailor who had been driven away, and the old sailor had seen countless "goods" and "buyers", and no one cared about the down-and-out aristocracy who only bought tickets for the cabins below deck.