Chapter 2033： He's so fierce, I'm so scared

Alden was stupid.

It's just a show of official power in a tavern, and I never thought I would provoke the smiling tiger Abraham.

His face was swollen, a little painful, and there were a few pig ears hanging on his face. The red oil flowed down his cheeks into his neck and dripped onto the official robe, but he did not dare to reach out and wipe it.

Abraham is known for his good temper, but as long as he is old or who has achieved a certain position, he knows that he killed two elder brothers with his own hands in the past to help his majesty ascend to the throne. A very ruthless man.

"I dare not... I dare..." Alden shook his head quickly, dripping sweat from his forehead.

As an old fritters in officialdom, he still has the basic ability to observe words and colors. He could see that Abraham was in a bad mood at this time.

Joseph also hurriedly said: "My lord is joking, how can you let you pour us wine? I didn't notice that you were in the tavern before, otherwise we should all come to you to toast."

The officials of the Ministry of Law also responded one after another, panicked one by one, and had lost their previous arrogant appearance.

"It turned out to be Lord Abraham's lord. I didn't expect him to drink here too."

"Yes, these adults kicked the iron plate."

"So, the backstage of this tavern is not small, even Lord Abraham is backing them."

The guests in the restaurant have come over, shocked at Abraham's identity, and at the same time watched Alden and the others with a theater mentality.

How arrogant they were before, how embarrassed they are now, this reversal is likable.

Abraham looked at Alden who was kneeling on the ground, and sneered: "I think you are used to being officials. Everyone has to bow their heads to you when you go out, right? Even such a small, such a cute girl. , Have to pour you wine?"

"Master Duke, listen to me..."

"Hey... he's so fierce, I'm so scared..." At this moment, Amy, who had been dragging her cheeks to the side to watch the play, suddenly turned and hugged McGonagall's arm and said softly, tears shining The twinkle in the big eyes is distressing.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." McGonagall glanced at Amy.

"Look at what it scares the little girl, and what are you quibbling about." Abraham kicked Alden to the ground, even more angry.

Originally, there was a fire in his heart, and this incident even agitated his temper. Alden just came up to find something to extinguish the fire.

Alden was beaten and dared not fight back during the whole process. No matter dodge, even the screams could only be lowered and snorted.

Joseph and others watched from the side, their expressions changed slightly, but no one dared to stop and persuade them.

As Abraham, even if they were officials of the Ministry of Law, they would be beaten if they were beaten. At most, they would ask for a few scoldings from His Majesty. It is impossible for them to really treat the Lord Duke.

Alden could be regarded as causing trouble because of a mouth, at least Abraham would not kill him on the spot.

Abraham himself was a little tired, so he stopped and glanced at Alden who was lying on the ground with his crotch, and said: "Today this matter, just forget it, let me tell you, in the future this pub, I If you need to pour wine, come to me and I will satisfy you."

Everyone shook their heads quickly, who would dare to find this evil **** to pour wine.

McGonagall also looked at Abraham with some surprise, but he didn't expect Abraham to be so aggressive after returning to the home court.

But having such a Duke covered it is a good thing for Saipan Tavern.

"Unexpectedly, I can hug my thighs so quickly." McGonagall nodded, not needing to solve some small problems personally, it is naturally the best.

With Alden’s lessons learned, it is estimated that no one would dare to make trouble in the tavern for a long time.

"I wasted a plate of cold pig ears. I took this one." Abraham took a cold pig ears from the table, thought about it, and walked aside the cold pig tongue.

Naturally, Joseph and others dare not say much.

"Little girl, don't be afraid, there is a fat grandfather, no one in this place will dare to bully you in the future." Abraham walked to the counter and said while looking at Amy with a smile, without his previous domineering appearance.

"Well, thank you Fat Grandpa, Fat Grandpa is mighty and domineering." Amy nodded his little head, looked at him with a little admiration, and her mouth was as sweet as honey.

"Hey." Abraham returned to his seat contentedly, and said to himself with a smile: "The little guy speaks really nicely, if only Amy's little boss talks half way."

Alden was lifted up from the ground. Someone took out a silk scarf and wiped off the pig ears and red oil on his face. There was a clear plate mark on his face, one green on the east and purple on the west. Look It looks quite miserable.

"Um...I...I won't pay you all the adults for drinking today." Alden lost his face, and he hurts everywhere, so he wanted to quickly find a healing magician to treat him.

"I'll send Lord Alden out." An official assisted Alden and walked out.

Others also know that Alden must be unable to sit still now, but they can't go. If this goes, isn't it a clear dissatisfaction with Abraham?

Abraham took the mop and dispose of the marked oil on the floor to prevent other guests from slipping.

Joseph and others looked at McGonagall, their eyes were a little different.

A mysterious tavernkeeper, his daughter dared to call the Duke of Abraham Fat Grandpa. Who is this guy?

"Speak out and scare you guys." McGonagall's mouth curled slightly, and he naturally knew what these adults were thinking.

Alden left, Joseph and the others were drunk in a restrained manner. Although the wine was in hand, they were not tasteful.

Abraham was drunk, alone, drank half a bottle of Moutai, and ate six dishes of wine.

"This Lord Duke helped a lot earlier, so this meal will be waived." McGonagall and the butler who was about to check out said.

The butler glanced at McGonagall, nodded and said, "Alright, I will tell the Lord Duke."

McGonagall smiled and watched the four big men come in and carried Abraham out.

This is the benefit of a powerful fat man going out. If he is drunk, someone can help carry it back.

Abraham was gone, and the half-drunk Joseph and others also settled off.

At half past nine, McGonagall sent the last drunk guest out of the restaurant, flipped the plaque hanging on the door, and announced the end of business today.

"Boss Mai, can we still go in for a drink?" The young and old standing at the door looked at McGonagall and said with a smile.