Hero’s Creed

"Master, go check it out!"

　　 Arnold encouraged.

　　 Other barbarians are also hopeful. They came to the mainland from northern Iceland to survive. They have not enjoyed the night view of the big city. Coupled with the good treatment given by Downton, they have no money in their pockets, so they are eager to try.

　　 "You go!"

　　 Downton is empathetic.

　　 "Aren't you going?" Arnold frowned, "Then I and the First Guard stay to protect you!"

　　 "No, let's take a break today, let's go play!"

　　 Downton, of course, wanted to go, but he had to travel alone. There was no way. His face was too thin, and he went to nightclubs with a group of people to watch striptease~ and still couldn't do it.

　　 "No!"

　　Ano refused.

　　 "Go, do you think if you encounter a sneak attack, can you help?" Downton waved his hand and turned into the room. After the barbarian outside quarreled, and his voice disappeared, he ran to the window.

　　Don't say that Downton can dance the sky, it is purely physical ~ physical strength, and jumping down the five-story building is not a problem.

　　 "Why bother with this effort?"

　　Homer is puzzled. On a continent where half-slave and semi-feudalism is the mainstream, let alone watching a striptease dance, it is openly recruiting prostitutes, and no one is in charge.

　　 "Don't use your dirty thoughts to defile my pure soul, I'm going to get materials, yes, use these stories to create, criticize this society and system!"

　　 Downton runs like a night cat in the alley in the middle of the night, light and elegant.

　　 "嘁, you definitely just thought of it!"

　　Homer didn't believe it.

　　 "Are you going to call on the society to pay more attention to prostitutes~ women?" The cheap **** laughed, "This is the world. If you want to live, you want to live better, you can only rely on yourself!"

　　 "Can we stop discussing such a heavy issue? I'm not in a mood to watch the dance!" Downton rolled his eyes and stopped a carriage. Jump up, "Go to Crazy Horse Nightclub!"

"Twelve silver coins!" The driver said with a raspy smile, reminding Downton, "It seems that Mr. is a play, but he must bring enough gold coins. The dancers there are very expensive, bring them out for one night It will cost three hundred gold coins, which is much more profitable than the carriage I pulled for a month!"

　　 Downton casually admired the night view of Paris.

　　Neat and wide streets are filled with magic stone street lights at intervals on both sides of the street, with a dim yellow halo and a breath.

　　 This city is lazy and charming, like a young woman who is sleeping in the spring of Begonia, and there is an attractive style everywhere!

　　 "Sir, it's here!"

　　The driver opened the door. As soon as Downton jumped down, he realized that more than a dozen sights had been cast and looked at him.

Ding!

　　 Downton popped a gold coin, "No need to find it!"

　　 "Thank you for your reward!" The driver nodded and walked a few steps, chasing behind Dunton, "What time do you come out, I will pick you up later. No charge!"

　　 The driver is a discerning, generous guest like Downton. He naturally wanted to stifle, and he could see that the other party was a foreigner. If he could serve him during this time in Paris, he might earn a fortune.

"no need!"

　　 Downton doesn't know when it will come out.

　　 "Okay!" The driver was slightly disappointed, but he had already settled his attention and pulled a few more guests. Just come here and wait, "Yes, you don’t have to worry, those are all street girls, if you see which one you want to take away. Just look at their work card, which is issued by the government, take it, Prove your health!"

"what?"

　　 Downton was stunned, but I didn't expect the government to control prostitutes~women so tightly.

"Those dark prostitutes are cheap, but they are not safe. If they are caught by the security team, they will pay a large fine. By the way, these women, up to twenty gold coins a night, can play any trick. Expensive, just pitted."

　　Because of Downton's generosity, the driver introduced it tirelessly, eager to get the other person's favor.

　　 "Got it, I'm not looking for women!"

　　 Downton waved his hand across the street.

Station ~ Street girls originally wanted to come up to pick up guests, but after seeing Downton's goal as a crazy horse nightclub, they stopped and dispersed. The fierce bodyguards will not let them interfere with the nightclub business, but it came out The guests are okay.

　　 Those men who admire singing and dancing, can't call the dancers, they will come out and find a station ~ street girl to solve the problem, which is why there are many women gathered here.

Don’t look at just standing here, they pay a total of more than 30 gold coins every month, including the taxes collected by the sheriff, the brotherhood’s protection fee, and the gold coins that Xiaojing gave to the nightclub bodyguards, sometimes also You have to sleep with them, otherwise they will be blown away.

　　 Station ~ The world of street girls is also cruel, and you can make money without opening your legs.

　　 "Sir, do you buy flowers?"

　　 As Downton was about to walk up the stairs, a girl with a flower basket ran over. She was about fifteen or six years old. Because of her thin clothes and the freezing of the night, her nose was red.

　　 This job of selling flowers is generally done by girls, so they are also called Camellias.

　　 "Sir, buy one. Your female partner will be very happy if you see the flower you brought!"

　　 Seeing that Downton did not drive him out as rudely as other passers-by, Margaret continued to work hard and spoke very quickly.

　　 "Sir, are you in trouble?"

　　 A bodyguard stepped down the stairs and gave Margaret a fierce glance. These camellia women were all from poor families. Sometimes, they lived part-time as prostitutes for livelihood.

　　 Margaret is very pure. The bodyguard worried that she would take the guest away, so she came out to chase him.

　　 "Well, give me one!"

　　 Downton didn't want to be troubled. He took out his pocket and found that there were no more gold coins, so he took out his wallet and took a gold ticket and handed it to Marguerite.

　　 "Sir, do you want a rose? This is all I picked up from the riverside early in the morning today. It's very bright, as long as ten copper plates!"

　　 Margaret sold a flower and was very happy, so that his brother would have one more loaf of bread for breakfast tomorrow, but after seeing a gold ticket with a denomination of 100 gold coins handed out by Downton, his small face was bitter.

　　 "Sir, I can't find it. If you wait, I'll try it at the perfume shop next door. Can I find it?"

　　 Margaret begged that she didn't want to let the transaction fail because of insufficient change.

"keep the change!"

　　 Downton handed the gold coins to Margaret, took the rose, and walked to the nightclub.

　　 "Hey? Sir!"

　　Marguerite chased a few steps and was blocked by the bodyguard. This guy stared at the golden ticket in the hands of the camellia girl, with greedy eyes, a hundred gold coins, but his salary for two months.

　　 "You don't need to use your brains, otherwise I will make you die terribly!"

　　 Downton's soul pressure pressed the bodyguard, and suddenly let him hit him with a smile and lost his smile.

　　 Several stations nearby~ When the street girl saw this scene, her jealous eyes were red and she vowed secretly. This big fat sheep must be eaten tonight.

　　Crazy Horse Night Club is worthy of being the most luxurious gold-selling cave in Paris. One ticket costs 500 gold coins, not counting drinks and fruits.

　　 When Dunton stepped into the hall, he felt a warm air wave coming in, which was mixed with the smell of alcohol and fat powder, and coupled with the light of the colorful chandelier, it immediately created an atmosphere.

　　 Deafening music roared, following the lead dance of the dancer on the high platform in front. The men and women on the dance floor are also twisting their bodies frantically.

　　 This is the interval between cabaret shows, next. Will enter the highlight.

　　 Downton took a seat at the bar and was immediately greeted by a bartender.

　　 "Whiskey!"

　　 Downton reported a wine name, which caused a few laughs from the women next to him.

　　 "Haha, the first dumplings!"

　　 "Do you want to tease him?"

　　 "But he looks really handsome!"

　　 whispered, except the guests in the hall. There are also some prostitutes~women who belong to the nightclubs. All they have to do is to do everything possible to drain the guest's money.

　　 "I don't like this place!"

　　 Downton took a sip of wine and frowned, and the messy atmosphere was uncomfortable.

　　 "Mr. Alone?"

　　 A woman wearing a violent ~ Lu sat next to her, raised Erlang's legs, because of this action, she could only cover the buttocks slipped up to reveal the edge of the garter, and even see the underwear.

　　 "Sorry, I want to be quiet!"

　　 Downton directly refused.

　　 "Don't care, stay with me, you won't be lonely anymore."

　　 The woman looked down at Downton with a wink, his left hand touched his thigh, and slowly moved upward.

　　 "I said quietly, it's a woman!" Downton snapped the woman's hand, "Do you want my girlfriend to break up with me?"

　　 "Ah?" The woman was dumbfounded. "Don't you say you want to be quiet?"

　　 Downton looked away and no longer ignored him!

　　Poof!

There was a chuckle next to him. Downton turned his head and saw a handsome boy. He was wearing a painter's cap and a large white shirt with some stains on it. Obviously it was left after eating. The lower body is a pair of blue overalls.

　　He was sitting there~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a picture clip with heavy wear marks in front of him, inside was a stack of parchment paper, beside it was an ink bottle.

"male?"

　　 Downton asked Homer because he listened to the sound alone, without distinction between male and female, and the outline of his face was soft, very neutral, and more importantly, his chest was flat.

　　 "It's a girl!"

　　 Homer gave a positive answer.

　　 "No?" Downton didn't believe it. "What are women doing here?"

"how could I know?"

　　Homer wanted to roll her eyes.

　　 The neutral girl seemed to think of something, immediately dipped the ink with a pen, and began to write with excitement!

　　 A few minutes later, the girl looked up, compared her thumbs to Downton, and made a mouth shape, apparently admiring the idea of ​​‘I want to be quiet’.

　　 "Writer?"

　　 Downton nodded, his mouth twitching slightly, his eyesight was good, and he could see that the girl was taking notes and writing the names of some characters.

　　 probably noticed Downton's gaze. The girl suddenly spread her hands and lay on the table, covering the writing, seeming to be worried about being seen by him.

　　 Downton shrugged his shoulders, at this time the music was over, the men and women left the dance floor, the host walked onto the stage and announced the start of the performance. [Unfinished continuation text provided by Flash God Shadow Team@影承Bring @听风的狼@字书文@伤感滴滴@仙波]