"Maron Liszt, you are indeed a slum demon who does not understand the superiority and will never be a top-notch person. Take back your vicious words and apologize to my father! Quickly follow what I said!"

Before the Bronzebearded Pastor had time to speak, a voice with a strong sense of superiority in his anger sounded from behind, which made Ma Long feel a little familiar.

Following the voice of his speech, Ma Long just looked up and saw a guy who should be considered an acquaintance - Evena's ** and petty fiancé, Descartes von Stein.

"Oh, Ri'an, Mr. Descartes."

For Evena's sake, Malone ignored Descartes' words full of command and insults, and casually expressed his generous greetings.

"Idiot! Didn't you hear me? Take back your disgusting and vicious words and apologize to my father! Immediately!" Unfortunately, the young Descartes Vonstein regarded the face given by Malone as a sign of weakness. He even tried to threaten Malone: ​​"You are just a stinky writer held up by my fiancée. Who knew what you were two months ago? Believe it or not, I will let Evena terminate the contract with you later? Let you become a little devil with nothing again?!"

Descartes von Stein was both anxious and happy, and he was sure that it was his Benjamin von Stein, who had no time to stop him. Of course, this is forgivable. Who made Benjamin in a trance because of Malone's "respecting the elderly and loving the young"?

So, there is no doubt that Descartes, a slut, is stabbing a hornet's nest.

Because if Malone could have farted what Descartes von Stein said just now, now he just wants to say... It's really shameless, then don't blame me for trampling your face into the mud.

"Indeed, I, Malone, is just a stinky writer, so Mr. Descartes vonstein, you can go to Miss Evena now and ask her to terminate the contract with me." Malone, whose expression had completely turned from sunny to dark, looked at Descartes vonstein with a sarcastic look, and relied on her body that was still young, so she continued in a cute and cute tone: "Dear... whoever doesn't go will be raised by (bitter)."

Obviously, Descartes von Stein had never expected that Malone, who was originally very "humble" to him, would suddenly say such words, so he stood there.

Just like when he was talking to Benjamin Von Stein just now, Malone's words were once again expanded by the amplified magic crystal, allowing the onlookers to hear it clearly.

Perhaps because no one has ever cursed people in such a cute tone, the onlookers laughed one after another, and the laughter continued to spread.

Even some of the onlookers of the Vonstein family were hiding in the crowd and laughing at Descartes Vonstein, who was scolded by Ma Long, and Benjamin Vonstein, who had been defeated before.

"Fonstein, the family education of your family seems not very good. The 97th Mayor's Order of the Year, which was just issued and announced in major newspapers, has clearly stipulated that the slum evil spirits should not be used. This insulting title refers to the orphans of war. But your son is now using this insulting title to insult a respectable genius young writer. Do you really... don't feel ashamed or ashamed?"

Therefore, the deputy director of the police station, Isolde Alve, who was scolded by Benjamin Finstein in public, took advantage of this great opportunity to avenge the revenge on the spot in an exaggerated tone.

Then, something even more bizarre happened in front of everyone - the anxious and angry Descartes-Fonstein suddenly turned pale, and then his whole body suddenly trembled like a ghost, and he fell to the sky with a burp... He was unconscious!

No way?

This unlucky child has such a fragile psychological endurance?

Isolde Alve blinked in confusion. Although he had heard of the rumors that Descartes of the Vonstein family were weak, it would be a bit overwhelming to this extent?

This sudden situation made Benjamin Von Stein panic. He first half-squatted down and reached out to explore the tip of Descartes' nose that was fainting. After confirming that he was just fainting rather than being angry, he immediately turned his head nervously and shouted: "Pastor! No matter what sect it is, it's good. Come and help me, this poor child!"

At this time, the status of the rich family of the Feng Stein family in Baisha City was finally revealed. Although the onlookers were thrilling just now, with Benjamin Von Stein's shout, three priests from obviously belonging to different sects soon left behind.

With the joint efforts of the three priests, Descartes von Stein, who was so angry that he fainted by Maron's words, finally slowly opened his eyes again.

After his eyes that had not recovered from focus, he turned around in a daze for several times, Descartes von Stein finally completely recovered from his awakening. He understood how embarrassed he had fallen into.

So, Descartes, whose eyes had just returned to focal length, burped again, rolled his eyes and became dizzy.

"Sorry, we can wake up the coma caused by external causes just now. Now we can't help with this kind of self...well, coma. Mr. Feng Stein - you should arrange someone to send the young master to the Danfeng Villa to rest."

A priest reached out and opened Descartes' eyelids to look at it, and then he spread his hands at Benjamin Vonstein with regret, saying that he was powerless.

When he spoke, the pastor was obviously vague. He seemed to want to say words such as "voluntary coma" or "autonomous coma".

Benjamin Vonstein wanted to call someone to help carry his unconscious son away, but when he looked up, he saw Risp's bronze beard staring at him with a meaningful face. It seemed that as long as Benjamin Fenstein opened his mouth to call him, Risp's bronze beard would immediately attack.

"Bronzebearded Elder Pastor, I, I..." Benjamin Vonstein, whose team was already in chaos, gritted his teeth and continued in a pleading tone: "I admit that I am indeed old and ignorant, so my previous words and deeds inadvertently offended the great contract and the majesty of the God of Machinery. I am willing to accept Malone Liszt's way of atonement, and use the way of cleaning this square for a week to plead with the great contract and the God of Machinery for forgiveness of my disrespect!"

There is no doubt that this is Benjamin Vonstein begging for mercy, and he has been defeated in this debate about the invention of the virtual glorious duel....

"In addition, I, a stupid son who is ignorant, have said many stupid things just now, so when he recovers from health, I will ask him to come to the door with a gift to apologize to His Excellency Malone Liszt in person!"

Benjamin Vonstein, who seemed to be afraid that Ma Long would pursue the victory and was already begging for mercy, said to Ma Long in a more humble tone.

Now, Benjamin Von Stein has completely realized that the young man Ma Long looks weak as Wenwen, but - it's not easy to mess with! It's definitely not easy to mess with!

Therefore, this "great kindness and great virtue" can only be repaid later!

Benjamin Fenstein carefully hid the infinite resentment in his heart under the expression of begging.

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I recommend this book again. Book friends who like the refreshing little article can read it. [bookid=2379197, bookname="Rebirth of the Urban Alchemist"]
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