No One Knows Ke Xue Better Than Me

Now let the distinguished guests see, what should I do?

He swallowed his saliva, wanting to make the big things small:

"The Lord Earl of Bu Lao is concerned, it is just a battle between the people."

A flash of coldness flashed in Hai Yuanai's eyes, and he repeated coldly:

"I ask you, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Earl Moriarty was so concerned, Adams realized instantly.

Many nobles who grew up under protection have never experienced human suffering.

They are generally pretentious and like to stand up for justice when they encounter bullying.

Adams had heard of several of these 'greenhouse flowers' and thought he understood the truth.

Quickly throw the blame on him, and clear the relationship:

"Lord Count, she's messing with people and pregnant with a child, so she should be punished. Come on, let's throw her into the woodshed!"

"Yes, Lord Adams!"

Hai Yuanai looked at her boyfriend, who shook his head slightly, signaling her not to act rashly.

Suzuki Takahashi used his body for cover, gesturing in areas that Steward and Adams couldn't see.

He pointed to himself first, and then pointed to the direction the woman left.

Hai Yuanai understood, touched his abdomen with one hand, and began to drag the time:

"Baron Adams, my stomach is a little uncomfortable."

Stomach discomfort just after eating.

Don't even think about it, it must be the food.

Seeing that Adams lost face, without the master's instructions, the butler retire on his own.

The maid who cooks in the kitchen today will be punished!

……

The four servants opened the firewood and threw Maria on the firewood like rubbish.

Blood spilled from the red dress, soaking the surrounding dry wood.

As for whether she can make it through tonight, it's not something they should care about.

If you want to blame it, blame it on being born in a poor family.

This is fate.

After a while, several maids opened the door of the woodshed.

"Maria, are you okay?"

They had just been reprimanded by the housekeeper for deducting their meager salary this month.

Not only that, but the next two months are also free of charge.

If Count Moriarty hadn't gone, these maids would have suffered from flesh and blood.

It didn't take long for intermittent cries to come from the firewood room.

The atmosphere in the house is very depressing, infecting everyone who suffers.

Adams slept with anyone with a little beauty.

That fat pig is too indulgent, and the sperm content is diluted, so it is not so easy to get into the soul.

If you are unfortunately pregnant, you can only abort the child like Maria.

This can cause irreversible damage to the body.

"Dong dong."

Suzuki Qiaoqiao knocked on the door and walked in voluntarily.

In the afternoon, a maid serving dishes recognized him:

"You...you are the count's squire?"

"That's right, I've heard of what happened to you. Now I'm here to ask you three questions for the count. I can guarantee that there is absolutely no nobleman who is more merciful than my lord and is willing to do justice for you."

The maids were very puzzled by such behavior and whispered.

Do nobles who think about the poor really exist?

Could he have been with the baron and come to entertain them on purpose?

Suzuki Qiaoqiao stood at the door, and after confirming that there was no one outside, he blurted out:

"First question, those who have been violated or bullied by Baron Adams, please raise your hand."

Maid you look at me, I look at you, very hesitant.

In the end, someone gritted their teeth and raised their hands first.

It's bad enough now, so how bad can it get?

Someone took the lead, and the other maids raised their hands.

Suzuki Joe Bridge looked around the house and found that everyone raised their hands.

Great, move on to plan A.

In order to complete this link, he has prepared several sets of plans and words.

"Second question, have you thought about revenge, or killing Baron Adams?"

The question terrified most people to respond.

Seeing everyone's hesitation, Suzuki Qiaoqiao reminded:

"Before you answer, you want to be clear, this is your chance and the only chance in this life."

Some people thought again and again and raised their hands.

one by one.

Everyone in the room raised their hands.

It seems that Baron Adams, really damn.

The development of things is advancing according to the plan preset by Suzuki Qiaoqiao:

"The last question, who is willing to sacrifice himself to solve Baron Adams?"

"..."

The hands of the maids were either under their skirts or folded.

In short, no one raised it.

After a long time, it turned out to be sacrificing himself to kill Baron Adams.

What about the basket that was stabbed afterwards?Is the count still in charge?

If you move your lips, is justice done?

That kind of justice is not worth it.

Youdao's voice was very weak, but it was particularly clear in the quiet woodshed:

"I come."

Everyone followed their line of sight and saw Maria struggling to get up:

"My lord, what can I...what can I do?"

Suzuki Qiaoqiao recognized the woman who was beaten just now, and looked a little pitiful:

"Actually, I still have a way of not sacrificing anyone, it depends on whether you are worthy of cooperation."

Chapter 321 Dalang, it's time to take medicine

In the end, Earl Moriarty left.

Adams clenched his fists as he watched the back of the away carriage.

He wrote to vent his anger on the maids:

"These ants make garbage like pig food, and I will punish them heavily!"

If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it.

Adams ignored his own problems and blamed other factors for his mistakes.

The hard-working maids in the kitchen suddenly became his emotional outlet.

The housekeeper stood beside him and said:

"My lord, it's best not to punish now."

Adams was puzzled and asked:

"Ah, what's wrong with doing that?"

The butler bowed and helped him analyze:

"The earl is a kind-hearted person. If I ask someone tomorrow and learn that the lord punishes the maid, the relationship will be more difficult to repair. It is best to get the doctor back and send it to Earl Moriarty's house. If he If you don’t accept it, it won’t be too late to punish you.”

"Well, that makes sense."

Adams touched his chin, thought for a moment and then ordered:

"Then send you there. I won't go to that kind of backcountry."

The butler looked bitter, really shooting himself in the foot.

"Sir, I..."

"What are you, I sent you there because I trusted you. Why, don't you want to?"

Seeing the stinky face of Baron Adams, how dare he refute.