The beautiful girl Angela was also holding on to the edge of the bed tightly, her eyes as clear as water were full of heart-wrenching anxiety, she thought to herself: "Poor Alexander, he must have fallen into a fool, right? Although he He's just an imbecile, but he won't be like now, unable to speak a single word..."
At this moment - "Alexander, I heard that you fell and injured, haha, let me come and see you..."
A voice that didn't hide his gloating expression came in from outside the hall arrogantly. Angela and little Lolita Jima's expressions changed at the same time. Fei looked up and saw a round meat like a fat pig The ball rolled in from the main entrance of the hall.
"Gejill, what are you doing here?"
The gentle black-haired beauty Angela suppressed the smile on her face, stood up and asked coldly.
Apparently, this fat piggy was not very popular.
"Haha, beautiful Angela, what do you mean? I'm not welcome? I heard that my good friend Alexander was injured, so I hurried over to have a look. What's wrong with that?"
The fat man named Gejir said that, without any explanation, he squeezed to the edge of the bed, and sat down on the bed with a big grin.
"Presumptuous, Gejir, how dare you sit on His Majesty's table?"
The blond-haired little maid, Jima, had a frosty face, and helped Angela and scolded.
The fat man sniffled and snorted, and glanced at the blond little loli.
There was undisguised viciousness and obscenity in his eyes. With a filthy light, he licked his plump lower lip and said, "You lowly slave, get the hell out of here, when you cry..."
After speaking, he turned around and looked up and down at Fei who was lying on the bed. Instead of observing his friend's injuries, his eyes looked like a superior master examining his pet.
Fei was also staring at Fatty.
From the fat man's eyes, he easily found a thick and undisguised look of disdain, contempt, joking, ridicule and other negative expressions.
Fei was a little puzzled, and couldn't help thinking: Is this dead fat pig really Alexander's friend? He is so ugly, how dare he look down on a king with such an attitude? Is it difficult to have a lot of background
Just as he was thinking, the fat man Gejir suddenly stretched out his big fat hand, and pinched Fei's cheek with his carrot-like fingers like pinching a ball.
It seems that this action is already familiar to Fatty.
"Alexander, it seems that there is nothing serious about you. Hehe, I have an appointment with some distinguished guests this afternoon. Please go and relax with them. How about it?"
The fat man laughed.
He squeezed Fei's face vigorously, and then patted it gently, with a playful expression on his face.
Gergil relished the feeling—the feeling of toying with a king.
I really can't figure it out, this idiot named Alexander can be king? The seventeen-year-old has only the intelligence of a three-year-old child. Why does the God of Creation favor this little idiot so much
However, before the fat man's playful smile had time to fully bloom, something that no one thought of happened—pop!
A loud and harsh slap.
The fat man covered his face in disbelief. On his greasy face, a bright red handprint was clearly visible like a newly painted pattern.
Meanwhile, the young girl Angela and the little maid Jima, who had looked restless since the fat man appeared, were completely stunned.
They couldn't believe what they saw.
That mentally handicapped idiot Alexander who had always been bullied by others actually raised his hand and slapped Gergil in the face? How can this be? At the same time, the two girls felt a sense of relief in their hearts. In fact, they had endured Gejir's dead fat pig for a long time, and Alexander's slap was really relieved.
"You... you dare to hit me?"
"Fat pig, dog day, if you dare to put your disgusting fat hoof on my face again, I will find a dinosaur to explode your ass..."
Fei looked at Fatty and sneered. No matter what, this fat man made Fei feel uncomfortable, and Fei has never been polite to people who make him feel uncomfortable.
The dead fat man was startled, and the muscles on his face trembled immediately. He was angry, shocked and unbelievable: How dare this idiot with an IQ of only three or four years old hit me? And dare to say such a thing
The fat man pointed at Fei, he didn't know what to do for a while, his whole body was shaking and shaking, like a patient with epilepsy, almost foaming at the mouth.
"You damn softie, how dare you hit me?"
The fat man growled over and over again.
Fei was half lying on the bed and didn't respond anymore, he was gathering strength.
This dead fat man dared to roar in the king's hall, but none of the guards who logically should have appeared in time did not show up, which made Fei feel a little bit suspicious, could it be that this dead fat pig is really big? Why, even the king can do nothing to him
Just as he was thinking about it, the fat man seemed to have finally made up his mind after being stimulated, he rolled his arms and wiped his sleeves, and rushed over viciously... It seemed that this fat man was about to do something.
"presumptuous!"
Angela's face was frosty: "Grenier, you little son of a clerk, how dare you disrespect the king like this?"
Seeing that the fat man was furious like a bear in heat, the two girls, Angela and Gemma, screamed angrily, and rushed over in a little panic, desperately trying to hold the dead fat pig back, apparently to Protect Sun Fei.
But two smaller women, where are the opponents of this fat pig with a height of 1.7 meters
Snapped!
The fat man, who became angry from embarrassment, slapped Gemma's face mercilessly with his backhand, and sent a little blond loli flying straight away. A pretty little face, at that time, became a big steamed bun, and immediately Tears again and again called people pity.
Then, the fat man who had been stimulated to go crazy grabbed Angela's white and smooth wrist with one hand, and put his greasy and disgusting fat face with a sneer to Angela's soft and white neck like a swan Nearby, he pretended to enjoy sniffing, gave Fei a provocative look, and said with a lewd smile: "Beautiful Angela, Alexander, an idiot with an IQ of only three or four years old, how can he be worthy of the noble and beautiful you? See for yourself, does he look a little bit like a king? How long has it been since he inherited the throne, and the city of Chambord is in chaos? He also attacked a group of enemies who don’t know where they came from... Hehe, you might as well marry Give me… "
The fat man grabbed Angela's wrist, and there was a burst of warmth and slipperiness, which made his heart flutter, and his lust suddenly became aroused. He opened his mouth and moved towards it...
Just then - bam!
A metal helmet hit him hard on the forehead.
The smash was hard and sudden. The dead fat pig was so immersed in lust that it didn't have time to react. The chestnut-haired head was spattered with blood. With a scream, it couldn't help but let go of the fat pig that was holding Angela. hand, and fell to the side in a daze.
After Angela turned her head to see everything clearly, she was completely dumbfounded and stood aside blankly.
I saw that Fei didn't know when he was holding the smashed and deformed helmet in his hand, as if he was holding a brick, standing on the bed condescendingly, pointing at the fat man's nose and yelling: "Dare to touch my woman? How dare you touch me?" Pointing fingers at me? Blind you, the dog eyes of a dead fat pig, the son of a little clerk, who pretends to be a big-tailed eagle, dares to disrespect me, I beat you so hard that you can’t take care of yourself, fuck your second uncle!”
The scolding is called hearty.
Fei scolded while secretly thinking in his heart: Damn it, I was almost bluffed by this grandson just now, and I thought it was some big man, but it turned out to be just a fucking idiot, the second generation of an official, and I am a majestic king. I can't kill you. Uh, by the way, I don't know if the king calls himself "I" in this world
For a moment, the entire hall was so silent that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
Angela and Gemma's beautiful little faces were filled with shock and disbelief: what happened? so possible? The two beautiful girls looked like frightened fawns, looking at Fei with big round eyes, and their mouths unknowingly became a big O-shape: that Alexander who has been mentally handicapped for seventeen years and obeyed Gegil, he... It seems to have changed!
Fat Geerma, who was lying on the ground like a dead pig, was also completely dumbfounded at this moment.
Alexander suddenly became strange to him, as if he was a different person. The slap and metal helmet just now were so fierce, he looked like a complete desperado, which made the fat man a little scared.
After a while, the fat man will finally come back to his senses.
Think about the purpose of coming to the palace this time.
He decided to go all out.
Stretch out your fat hand.
A strange and mysterious incantation floated out of the fat man's mouth.
A group of bright red flames was slowly forming in his hand, and the scorching breath began to spread silently throughout the hall.
The fat on the fat man's face trembled, he regained some courage, and sneered viciously: "The king? Ha, besides you, a foolish and self-righteous idiot, who else in Chambord regards you as the king now? How dare you Hit me? Hey, Alexander, you will witness the wrath of a noble magician!"
Fei was still standing on the bed with a pose.
His eyes were fixed, his pupils shrunk: "Ma... magician?" Fuck me, this fat man who likes to pretend is actually a fucking magician? And it looks like there are still two brushes, what the fuck, what should I do now? Impulse is the devil, if I had known that I had just talked well, don't rush to do it...
Fei's eyeballs began to roll around.
He looked at the increasingly hot fireball in Gejir's hand, and at the deformed helmet in his hand. He was speechless for a while, and thought that even if it was a duel, he would give me a sword... Dun After a pause, Fei suddenly shouted at the top of his voice: "Guards... Guards! Come on, there are assassins, someone is going to assassinate the king!"
"It's useless! Hehe" the dead fat pig smiled disdainfully, and almost said "little girl, no one will come if you call your throat broken." Then he waved his hand imposingly, and the fist-sized fireball was like Like a bullet shot from the muzzle of a gun, it roared and hit Fei's handsome face.