The port of Calvi in Corsica is the last stop of the Lady Atoka. Not only do all the passengers have to disembark here, but there are also nearly a thousand passengers waiting to board the ship, plus other cruise ships and fishing catches.
There were many sea ships, and the whole port was full of sails and crowded with people.
There are too many important people on the cruise ship, and they must feel at home, otherwise the reputation of the Guise family shipping company will be ruined, so the boss is too busy to get away, but he still arranged for a servant to inform him
One sound.
"Tell the boss that I enjoyed this trip."
Downton gave a small gold ticket as a tip and continued to help carry the luggage.
"Your Excellency, there are really not enough manpower on the ship, otherwise I will definitely find some for you." The servant was very helpless. What do you think of a duke helping a third-rate opera troupe to move boxes? Even if he fell in love with the other party's female leader,
You don’t have to do it yourself, right?
"Go and do your work!"
Downton didn't hear his noise.
"You don't enjoy your blessings!" the servant slandered, "It's just crazy!"
"What do they mean?"
Seeing Downton put down the box and all the men from the opera troupe standing nearby, not even offering to help, Hu Tao became angry.
"Jealous!"
Juliet took a handkerchief to wipe Hu Tao's sweat. In fact, she wanted to help Downton, but the actresses gathered around him and showed their hospitality.
Even though Downton comes from a small third-rate country, he is still a Duke. As long as he marries him, he will fly up the branches and become a phoenix, so his attitude is very eager. This is why the male members are hostile to Downton.
There were noisy birds and birds all around, and the cheap perfume they sprayed on them was ridiculously thick. At this time, they all poured into Downton's nostrils, making him sneeze several times.
"Look at you sweating so much. Take a rest and let them move it!"
An actress forced Downton to sit down, her big breasts deliberately brushing against his arm, and she occasionally gave him a few winks.
"Oops, the group leader and the tax officer are fighting. Go and help!"
The actress who was following Madeleine stumbled back and roared with anxiety on her face.
No one hesitated and ran towards the scene of the incident in unison.
"A city entry tax of one thousand gold coins? Do you think I'm a fool?"
From a distance, Downton heard Madeleine scolding him. He thought she had suffered a loss. Unexpectedly, after squeezing through the crowd of onlookers, he saw the female leader kicking the tax collector, that unlucky guy.
He fell to the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, holding his head in his hands, twisting and dodging like a cocoon.
"How dare you hit me? You are dead. When the security team comes, you will all be taken to jail." Because of his position, the tax officer is a god at the dock. He is used to doing whatever he wants. Unexpectedly, today he was killed by a third-rate man.
It is simply unreasonable for the leader of an opera troupe to beat him.
"You still dare to threaten me?"
Madeleine kicked harder. In order to make it easier to travel, she changed out of her skirt and wore violet leather armor. Her over-the-knee high boots tightly wrapped her calves. At this time, she kept running in the tax officer's face.
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"Captain, calm down!" The female members were startled and quickly pulled her away, "The other party is a tax official, we can't afford to offend him."
"Are you afraid now? It's too late!" The tax officer was also a stubborn person. He yelled even louder, "If you dare, beat me to death, otherwise you will be dead."
Several tax collectors who had fallen to the ground were rolling around on the ground, wailing and beating. They had experienced too many similar conflicts. They were just pretending to be miserable now, so that they could swindle more money for medicine later.
"Don't stop me, I'm going to beat him to death."
Madeleine was very angry. She knew that for opera troupes like them, it was normal to pay more taxes, but this damn tax official dared to touch her ass. She couldn't bear it.
The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and in less than two minutes, a group of more than a hundred fully armed security guards pushed through the crowd and rushed over, with their swords and guns unsheathed, and surrounded Madeleine and her party.
"Smelly woman, if you have the ability, then let me be arrogant!"
The tax official got up and couldn't help but gasp because the wound was affected.
"what happened?"
The Sheriff frowned. Calvi is a large port with a large daily throughput, so there is a security team stationed there to deal with all conflicts in a timely manner.
"These people refuse to pay the city entry tax!"
The tax collector gave Madeleine a hard look.
"Take them away."
The Sheriff spoke, and the soldiers immediately took action and approached.
The troupe was all ordinary people, frightened by this momentum, they exclaimed and screamed, looked at Madeleine, and moved closer to her.
"Wait a minute, why did you conclude that we evaded taxes based on just his words?" the actress who had spoken to Downton shouted.
"Hurry up and restore order in the port as soon as possible."
The Sheriff didn't pay attention to the actress at all. They were all human beings with sharp eyes. They had already seen through the details of Madeleine and her group. Besides, if these people were powerful and they didn't need to argue with the tax collector, that kid would have already seen through it.
I knelt down and licked her while laughing.
When working at the dock, who can be cheated and who should be treated well? They are all well-connected.
"Haha, you know how powerful I am, right?" The tax officer stared at Madeleine's slender legs wrapped in leather pants and chuckled. The warden is his good friend. When this woman is imprisoned, he will spend a few dollars.
For a small amount of money, you can enjoy her body.
"Speak carefully if you have anything to say. This is a misunderstanding!"
Downton stood up, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by the tax officer.
"Which woman's crotch is not clamped and you are exposed? Get out of here, or I will beat you up too." The tax officer glanced at Downton's clothes. He was probably a down-and-out nobleman, otherwise he would move things and have no servants? So he
He didn't take it to heart, but walked up to Madeleine and threatened in a low voice, "Don't you want me to touch your butt? Just wait for someone to turn you around!"
While talking, the tax officer reached out to grab Madeleine's breasts.
Madeleine was furious and wanted to kill her this time, but Downton moved faster and grabbed the tax collector's wrist.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Just as the tax collector was about to threaten Downton, there was a cracking sound and severe pain in his wrist.
ah!
The tax collector screamed as if his anus had been popped by an ogre, but the next moment his screams were choked back in his throat, because Downton punched out, hitting him right in the cheek.
boom!
The tax official flew out spraying blood. The sky was filled with teeth.
Everyone around was frightened. The tax official was lying on the ground twitching like a dead dog. His jaw and nose were broken, and saliva and blood were pouring out.
"Is this kid crazy? He dares to cause trouble in Saint Laurent?"
"The accent sounds like a northerner."
"No wonder, I heard that the people over there are savage and rude. They are almost the same as orcs. I have seen them today."
The local dock workers listened to Downton's accent and were filled with a strong sense of superiority. Of course, they were also very happy when the tax collector was beaten, and let these aristocratic dogs eat dogs.
"Get him!"
The Sheriff roared, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
"Hey, if you still want to keep your position as Sheriff, then apologize to him quickly."
A noble lady saw this scene and greeted Downton with a smile. Behind her was a group of servants carrying suitcases, numbering twenty in total.
Seeing the noble lady chatting with Downton, the Sheriff's heart suddenly shivered and he quickly waved his hand to tell his men to stop.
"If you dare to lie to me, I will make you walk around without food."
The Sheriff was glad that he was not rash. In such a short period of time, he found that there were about a dozen nobles waiting to pack gifts and boxes with nothing to do. He simply got off the carriage, exchanged greetings with Downton, and invited him to accompany him.
"I, Di Polo, am a pretty girl!"
Seeing the ladies covering their mouths with fans and teasing Downton, the soldiers murmured.
"Shut up!"
The Sheriff glared at his subordinates, and was thinking about how to interrupt the conversation and find out Downton's identity. He noticed that the luxury carriage of the Guise Chamber of Commerce rushed onto the pier, and followed the chairman of the Corsica branch to open the car door, with an anxious look on his face.
ran down.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you disperse them?" the chairman asked, and immediately took out a piece of DV crystal and showed it to the sheriff. "Notify me immediately when you see this person."
"who is he?"
The Sheriff asked in a low voice and glanced at Downton. In the crystal, his appearance and figure were so lifelike that it was absolutely impossible to admit his mistake.
"He is Andrea's proud disciple and our honored guest!"
The servant next to him interrupted, but was given a sharp look by the chairman.
"Remember, we must receive him with the highest standards and line up a whole team to escort him to the Chamber of Commerce." The chairman scolded, "Did you hear that? If you take responsibility, you, the peace officer, should stop doing it."
A cold sweat broke out behind the Sheriff's back. He was glad that he had not provoked Downton. Otherwise, not to mention losing his official position, his life would not be guaranteed.
Although Corsica is not the territory of the Guise family, it is actually controlled by them. The words of the Chamber of Commerce Chairman are more effective than the city lord.
"The damn carrier pigeon actually had a problem on the way and was delayed for many days. How could I explain to Andrea if I didn't receive him at Downton?"
The chairman wiped the sweat from his forehead with a look of complaint on his face.
"Chairman, that Downton, no, Mr. Downton, has arrived."
The Sheriff bit the bullet and reported.
"Ah? Where?"
The Chairman, who had walked a few steps, was startled, looked around, and then followed the Sheriff's instructions and saw Downton. As if his face changed, his face immediately showed the brightest smile, and then he hurried away.
past.
"Your Excellency Downton, I am responsible for all your actions in Corsica." The chairman smiled apologetically, "If you have any requests, just ask."
Without waiting for Downton to answer, the chairman looked at the guards around him again, "Get out of here, don't you have any eyes?"
"It's all the tax collector's fault."
The Sheriff quickly explained and removed himself. He knew that the unlucky guy who was injured was doomed. Not only would he lose his medical expenses, but he would also lose his position.
"Where is he? Is he being treated at the medical clinic? Go, pull him out, break his limbs and throw him into the stinking ditch." After the chairman finished speaking, he looked at Downton, "What do you think of this treatment? If you are not satisfied