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305 Sad Love Story

Dirty bomb attack, what Xiao Letian encountered now is the dirty bomb attack that made him the most headache. Once the political struggle uses the dirty bomb attack, it will completely break up.

Xiao Letian wanted to get the support of Protestantism, and Protestantism was willing to support him as a political star in East Asia, but Xiao Letian's two wives and a group of women became his biggest weakness because this was a serious violation of Christian doctrine. In this situation, even the bishop could not speak casually.

Looking at Viscount Alan's bad face, let alone Xiao Letian and Xinjun are furious, even the freelance writer who has been recording the cocktail party with cameras is in a dark fire. Don't think that I don't know your background. Your reputation in the Vienna aristocratic circle has long been bad. Who doesn't know that you are a playboy who seduces women? Now you dare to jump out and attack the benefactor of Hamburg City?

"Vissue Alan isn't it? I'm very familiar with the news practitioners in Vienna. I have also heard of some of your 'excellent' rumors. I heard that the two daughters of Count Samp had an affair with you. Isn't that wrong? You are not satisfied, and even hooked up with Countess Samp..."

"I really can't imagine that it's not enough for you to have an affair with your sisters. Do you still have to steal the mother and daughter flowers when you look back? Not to mention the rumors that you secretly have with the nuns of the monastery. I really can't imagine that a morally corrupt person like you actually has the face to attack the Prussian guest and the benefactor of Hamburg City..."

Leo is worthy of being an elite journalist. Not only is he very good at writing, but he is even more powerful in his mouth, he can reveal Viscount Alan's old foundation in just a few words. At that time, Europe at that time, although he was shouting about strictly abide by religious precepts, it was not as dirty as the Qing Dynasty.

It has become a popular aristocratic class in the European continent. Although they are monogamous, no one of them has no shame to appear in social occasions without a few lovers. Viscount Alan is even more a master in this field.

But even though everyone knows about sneaky things, it still makes people feel ashamed to be put on the table. Alan pulled off the white gloves on her left hand and threw them over to Leo's face.

"Bastard, how dare you, a pariah, insult the nobles? I want to duel with you, I want to use your blood to wash away your shame to me..."

Just as he shouted, just as the white glove was about to hit Leo's face, suddenly a flower appeared in front of all the guests present, and a figure flashed rapidly. Then he looked closely and saw that the white gloves in the air had actually disappeared.

"Oh, what's going on? What was that just now?" The crowd talked.

At this time, Viscount Alan discovered that beside Xiao Letian, a tall man in strange oriental clothes seemed to appear from the ground and suddenly appeared in front of everyone. What he grabbed was his white gloves.

"Xiao Hexin... Didn't this Viscount challenge you just now? Don't you have the courage to fight?"

"Haha, Master Long is kidding. I am the leader of a hundred honor guards now. Without the orders of the adults, how dare I leave at will?"

"Well, that's right. No matter what kind of provocation of the cat and the dog, the military order of the adults will always be the biggest. Now I'll take your post, you can fight..."

Mr. Long and Xiao Hexin, who had snatched the white gloves, changed their guards in public. The unruly temperament of the two of them moved Beismai.

One hundred honor guards, this is Xiao Letian's way of showing his military power. Long Ye and Xiao Hexin changed the number of people, and the number of people was 100, and the majestic aura did not diminish at all.

"Visson Alan isn't it? Hahaha, Master Long feels sorry for you, a little face. If he takes action, he will bully people. If I were to play with you... wouldn't you dare? Didn't you scream fiercely just now? Why are you going to go back? Will you bully people with cultural people?"

Xiao Hexin approached all the way, while Viscount Alan kept regressing, "No, no...you, you have just rejected my duel invitation, you are no longer qualified...Xiao Letian, don't avoid the important things, let others stand out for you, you have to give everyone an explanation..."

Viscount Alan knew from the moment Xiao Hexin showed his scars, and under the suppression of this veteran's powerful aura, he could only keep retreating.

At this time, Xiao Letian had to say "Return!" With an order, Xiao Letian stopped abruptly and sneered at the Viscount, and took three steps back on the spot.

Xiao Letian looked at the circle of people around him, facing countless doubtful gazes, he knew that he had to give an explanation, otherwise the good start he had just made would be ruined.

"Dear ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to let everyone see such an unpleasant scene. For God's sake, I really want to give you an explanation..."

"Sir, guests, I think there are two problems that are concentrated on me now. First, it is my wife's problem, and the other is the maid around me. Is it my concubine, and my harem..."

"Okay, this is a very long story. If you are interested, I will tell you. I hope you can be patient and I hope everyone can understand my English level..."

Xiao Letian said a few words in self-deprecatingly, took another sip of champagne, and began to talk about his legendary adventure when he just returned to China.

"It was late autumn of 1864. I traveled alone across the Mongolian grasslands and returned to my motherland. When I ran out of all my coins and ate all my food, I fainted next to the stream in the Taihang Mountains. When I woke up, I saw my wife Hu Niu next to me..."

Xiao Letian is a master of storytelling. It is impossible for a person who can become a small leader in a public relations company in his previous life to be a bad eloquent person. In his story, the relationship between himself and Hu Niu is completely a wonderful drama of a knight saving the princess.

The ambush of bandits on Taihang Mountain Road, Hu Niu's miserable life experience, the passionate battle in the mountain temple... Everything about everyone made these Europeans stunned. Finally, when Xiao Letian bravely negotiated with the bandits, and when Hu Niu gently sorted out military uniforms for him appeared in the women's minds, countless women sobbed.

Viscount Alan felt the change in the atmosphere around him. He suddenly found that the oriental man had a devil's tongue, and he could actually affect the psychology of the people around him. He really wanted to interrupt Xiao Letian's bewitching, but he didn't dare because Xiao Hexin was staring at him with a murderous look.

"Dear ladies, the love between Hu Niu and me was established on a dangerous battlefield. How could I abandon her? And my other wife, her story is even more bizarre..."

Fuhui is a woman from the Fucha family. As the daughter of a high Manchu noble, she is considered a princess by European customs. This princess' first half of her life was extremely miserable. Her three failed marriages were depicted in Xiao Letian's mouth. In addition, the family's increasing decline made the nobles present empathize.

Although everyone is aristocratic, their family has experienced ups and downs in history, and has seen many families that are in a slump and hopeless revival. It can be said that the sense of crisis has always been with everyone and the life experience of Fuhui. Even if the people present have not experienced it, people have all been illusory.

The princess of the declining family experienced three failed marriages and depended on each other with an unsuccessful brother. This story definitely earned enough tears.

"Yes, we are in love, I confess to God. I have indeed cut the love in my heart into half like a cut an apple. This is unfair to Hu Niu, and this is also unfair to Fuhui, and this is even more a betrayal of God... But what can I choose? The Chinese said, the palms and backs of hands are flesh. When love comes to me, I really cannot give up..."

Xiao Letian is now possessed by the Oscar actor. The sadness, the entanglement, and the twisted view on his face were all heartbroken. They were eager for a passionate love, and they were simply unable to resist such tragic stories and cried on the spot.

"Sir, please forgive me, I am willing to repent to God..." Speaking of this, Xiao Letian actually knelt down in front of the bishop on one knee, with two tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Damn Alan, you guys are waiting, you force me to kneel down. When I turn around, I will send someone to break your legs. I will let you kneel down for the rest of your life.

Of course the bishop has to cooperate with the acting. His pity for the Lord is as merciful as the Lord's mercy. His palm gently caresses Xiao Letian's head. "Lost child, the Lord hears your confession, the Lord will forgive you..."

"No, no, I violate the teachings, and I should accept punishment... I, I, I, I swear to God that when I return to the country, I will divorce one of my two wives..."

Before he finished speaking, many crying women in the crowd exclaimed, "No... this is unfair, this is unfair to your lover!" These noble ladies who were brainwashed by love have been infected by two legendary love, and they stood in Xiao Letian's camp in one go.

Just in the midst of chaos, Hu Niu was so excited that she was so excited that she was rosy. Her eyes were plucked and she pulled Jonas's sleeve. "Please translate it for me... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Hu Niu covered her face and cried loudly, turned her head and ran towards the villa. The crowd did not dare to stop her and immediately left an alley. At this time, Xiao Letian, who was kneeling on the ground, had his face buried in his chest and his shoulders kept rising and falling, as if he was crying.

But Xiao Hexin and the others knew that the boss of the ghost spirit would never cry because of this. He must be laughing now. The couple cooperated well and this was acting for the big noses to see.

Everyone guessed nothing wrong. Xiao Letian's shoulders were swaying and laughing. He secretly gave Hu Niu a thumbs up in his heart, thinking that everyone who married my wife was a ghost spirit.

My love story will be polished by Leo tomorrow, and I can open another topic, called "Oriental version of Romeo and Juliet" or simply called "Love Executioner from Austria". Hahaha, this topic will definitely be very popular, and my reputation will probably be higher.

[This book was first released from 17k Novel Network, and you can read the genuine content as soon as possible!]
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