strictlysupreme Chapter 172 Elise
Chapter 172 Elise
Following the direction of Elise's finger, the waiter standing on the second floor thoughtfully moved the light to where his eldest lady was looking.
The bright incandescent light seemed to fall from the sky, falling on Jiang Fan like the male protagonist in a stage play, attracting everyone's attention and becoming the center of attention.
"The one holding the wine bottle in his hand...is Elise's last choice in the future?" A girl whispered to the sisters next to her, with surprise in her tone.
"She is quite good-looking. She looks like a dog, but her behavior is like a low-class person eating skewers on the street." The girl next to her put on a playful expression, "Elise's vision is very suitable for finding something. Smelly fish and rotten shrimps.”
"Your whole family is full of rotten fish and shrimps! You will be fried and no fans will be left." Jiang Fan thought to himself.
"Boxing champion? Master of ancient boxing? Where did he come from, a bluffing beggar." A man came back to his senses and sneered disdainfully, "One of my spaceships is enough to buy his life."
"Elise probably bought that suit for her pretty boy boyfriend, too. It's just a waste of money to gild shit." Someone else snorted coldly.
"A poor boy is a poor boy. Even if you put him in an expensive suit, it won't help. He has an aristocratic temperament that he can't accumulate with money. I don't think Mr. Moss will let Miss Elise marry this freeloader." gentlemen."
"I bet he doesn't even understand basic table manners. He should be drinking beer, not Obi-Ann, who is not of his class. He should not appear in the palace now, but a self-aware man. go out.."
Discussions in the hall continued one after another, and no one deliberately lowered their voices. Every word they said could be heard clearly in the ears of Jiang Fan and Kafka. Some people even sneered and looked at Jiang Fan. It's like looking at a beggar on the street.
Kafka and Jiang Fan were not far apart from each other. Even when they laughed and questioned Jiang Fan, some girls would say sourly that a woman who could chat with that kind of man was nothing. Good thing, I'm afraid she's not the mistress of some bald old man.
Jiang Fan was shocked by the speeches of those bold girls, and even cast a look of pity on them, but that look seemed to them like they were peeping and coveting their beauty, and they all muttered in unison. "Disgusting", and then turned away, feeling as if he had seen Wang Tianxin's paintings in Picasso's art gallery.
Jiang Fan looked back at Kafka and found that the woman was still calmly sipping her drink, with an indifferent expression, as if she had not heard the comments at all.
But after spending time with her for a long time, he was sure that this woman was definitely not a loser. Maybe she was thinking about how to make those women worse than death at this time.
"He even looks so handsome when he's drinking... This is what a real man should look like. I'm so happy." Elise nodded affirmatively, as proud as a white swan.
Moss kept a dark face and said nothing, but repeatedly looked at Jiang Fan, the so-called ancient boxing master and boxing champion, who was standing in the spotlight.
He admitted that the man was somewhat handsome, but the way he drank didn't have anything to do with handsomeness, okay? If you don’t know the way he drinks, you might think he’s a spirited young man blowing beer into bottles on the street. He’s not good enough for you at all, okay?
Compared with you, that boy is just a passerby. Your worlds are originally two worlds. Don't talk about hard work making up for weakness, and working hard to become stronger. Even if this boy goes out and picks up a mine, he is not worthy of half a hair of yours. .
Time passed by minute by second, Jiang Fan sighed. The incandescent light source made him want to close his eyes, but the discussion in the hall did not stop for a moment. Looking around, it seemed that only Elise was standing there. Staring at him with admiring eyes, maybe this is the legendary beauty in the eye of the lover.
But this so-called wedding banquet is the death anniversary I prepared for your father. Some things are very cruel. Now you can stare at me with adoring eyes and your heart is full of joy, but a few minutes or even seconds later , that full of happiness will also be swallowed up by fear and resentment.
In fact, the encounter between you and me was a mistake, but this mistake has continued. But in fact, you don’t have to be so sad. You only need to maintain anger and resentment, because some things do not belong to you in the first place, so there is no need to lose. So why be sad.
"Do you regret it?" Kafka said softly.
"I'm just wondering whether I should be proud or proud right now." Jiang Fan turned his head and said softly.
"What you have to think about now is how to face that...love-minded girl." Kafka put down the wine glass and put his hand on his waist, indicating something.
"Don't think about it." Jiang Fan shook his head, straightened up under the spotlight and the eyes of the audience, and placed the empty wine bottle on the dining table.
"Because all those who love each other in the world will always separate. After weaving a dream for three days, one day they will wake up. Love is the most twisted curse, isn't it?"
"I don't know. Your sentence seems to be asking a rich man what it feels like to be poor."
Kafka shook his head slightly, and several men in black silently walked down the stairs to the second floor, stood beside Kafka, and handed over the pistols attached to his waist, like puppets controlled by silk threads.
"The people in black and half of the snipers outside the palace have been controlled by telepathic magic. Just wait until I send the signal to detonate the bomb. I will show mercy to your little girlfriend. Of course, if she can avoid being killed, and What do you want to tell your little girlfriend?" Kafka checked the bullet in the gun chamber, "She seems to have a lot to ask."
"I loved her," Jiang Fan said. "I held her hand, kissed her lips, touched her face, and remembered the smell of her body. How could it not be love?"
"You have to know Kafka, one will meet many beautiful things in one's life. They are graceful and graceful, and a hundred flowers are blooming. They are all so beautiful that they make you obsessed. But many years later, the only things that remain in your memory are those illusory things. Like the smell of their perfume.”
Jiang Fan shrugged and walked through the crowd, his leather shoes creaking softly on the mahogany stairs. The distance between him and Moss was only a dozen meters. If Moss was willing, Moss could reach out and pinch Jiang Fan's neck in an instant, or He took Jiang Fan hostage and threatened the woman who was holding a gun in her hand and lowering her head while humming.
But Moss just stared at Jiang Fan's eyes, watching Jiang Fan walk past him, holding the hand of his daughter Elise like a knight protecting a princess, and leading her down the stairs and onto the red carpet. Go outside the palace.
It was surprisingly quiet in the hall, and no one dared to act rashly, let alone laugh at Jiang Fan like they did dozens of seconds ago, because at this moment, all the men in black who were originally responsible for protecting them had turned against them, dozens of them. The dark gun muzzles were aimed at their heads from all directions.
Elise is not afraid. She grew up here. She is the princess of Morka. She is familiar with guns and war. When children of the same age were still running around in crotchless pants, she was already touching a pistol. Study how to fire and shoot.
She wore a tight black dress made of lace, with a medal with a knight's head on her chest. It stands to reason that an expensive dress does not need any decorations.
No matter how expensive or rare any decoration is, it will only destroy the material of the dress itself, thereby destroying the overall beauty. As the princess of Morka, she naturally wants to make everything perfect to the extreme.
But this was given to her by Taki, a medal of the Vols Galaxy boxing champion. Taki said that this medal was his honor, and all bad guys would be frightened by his name, Taki, the ancient boxing master of the Vols Galaxy. After running away, she would pin this medal on her pajamas even when sleeping at night, just to feel at ease.
But in fact, the medal was just something Jiang Fan bought from a street stall when he was in Duolunwa. Choose one for 100 credit points, buy two and get one free. The medal is plastic wrapped with a layer of iron, with a silver-like paint surface. color.
It’s impossible for a young lady like Elise not to see the cheapness of medals, but women are like that. When they love you, they don’t use their brains at all. They are very stupid. She will believe whatever you say and she will find it for you. Excuse, especially for young ladies like this, they always think love is very simple, they always believe in fools who fall in love at first sight.
"They never dreamed that Elise, you are the boss who hired us. Fake Moss is dead, is it true?"
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Let me see who is not generating electricity?