Chapter 7 Unreasonable [1]

Portsmouth is very close to the overseas Plangry Island, which is the fief of the Earl of Plangry. The whole Plangry Island and the nearby reefs belong to the Earl's territory, and the Earl Plangry is the lord here.

Like most traditions, the successors of Phangir Island have a tradition that both men and women spend at least three years in their studies before the age of 20 at Portsmouth College. This tradition is not only an experience of the Count Plangli family, but also an influence of Portsmouth on the surrounding environment.

So anyway, over the years, the Prangley family and Portsmouth College can be so closely linked. In general, it also reflects the strength and uniqueness of the actual influence of the whole college.

The old Count Plangli has three sons, two daughters, and several nephews. The eldest son and second son have begun to engage in territorial affairs many years ago. Only one youngest daughter and the youngest son are still studying in the college. But what is a little admirable is that his youngest son was born the day before his sixtieth birthday. Of course, while people admire the sexual ability of Count Plangli, they are also very interested in the inheritance of this count.

In this damn place in Estonia, the eldest son inheritance law does not apply. Although the Slavic Empire and the Roma Empire have made great achievements in this regard, the Count Plangry family still adheres to the legacy of their ancestors, that is, they would rather give the future of the family to a smart person with improper character than the future of the family. He was buried in the hands of a good old man with a bad mind.

And the old Count Phangali even shouted publicly: who is the most insidious and despicable and who is the heir.

With this unique way of teaching, it is not difficult to figure out what kind of virtue the personality of this family will be.

Therefore, at Portsmouth College, the old count's youngest son has always been criticized, and even, in many cases, it is basically the best negative textbook in the dark. He is incompetual in learning, his swordsmanship is extremely poor, his tactical course credits are always zero, and his academic semester examination is always the penultimate. The only penultimate place was because it was too late to take the exam on the day of the original penultimate exam, so...

The reality is that the old count believes that these behaviors not only affect the youngest son's inheritance of the family, but also feels that this bad and troublesome behavior is a necessary quality to revitalize the family.

"We are count, and we don't need superb swordsmanship at all. If we are already level 15 swordsmen, why do we need bodyguards? Do we still need a small island to send troops to fight these days? Just pay for the food. Those damn tactical classes don't need to exist at all, because we will never appear on the battlefield. The penultimate number one is never a problem. Those who take the first place in the exam need to work hard for the penultimate number one, because if he is not the first, he can't attract the attention of us at the bottom number one. If he is not the first, it means that he is not qualified to be regarded by the bottom number one by us. You see, we just need to be able to eat, drink, sleep and run, and have a little ** ability to pass on from generation to generation, which is enough!"

When he said this, Count Plangli was entertaining guests. Those viscounts, barons and lords, all thought that what the count said was really right. As for those aristocratic etiquette, the gentleman's dogma is simply a stifling of the self. Therefore, incompetentness became an important criterion for Count Plangley to measure the heir of the family, so that the eldest son, who was extremely stable and old, became stunned.

But no matter what, no one can blame this family for how to select its successors. It doesn't matter to them!

"This school is like my child, you know, it feels great." Saxon nodded with a little emotion, pouted his mouth, and the long beard on his upper lip trembled, which was extremely funny, but this style made Boss Ma feel very kind, as if this dress should be specially made by the old man Saxon. If others change into this beard, they may not have the feeling of wisdom in this recklessness.

"Just like I like my own weapons, not the strange guy handed to me by others." Boss Ma leaned against the railing, looked at the scenery in front of him, looked sideways at the old man, and said.

Saxon's unexpected feeling of Boss Ma was stunned for a long time, and then his strong body leaned forward, holding the wine glass in his hand, and the strong fragrance of vodka inside overflowed, making the old man sniff comfortably. Suddenly, he looked at the street scene in front of him and said, "If there is a war, this place will be depressed like a cemetery. . "

"Are you sentimental?" Ma Hu smiled and turned his head to look at the old man and asked.

Saxon sighed deeply, blew a small whistle, and smiled, "When you are old, you may think so. After all, this is not decades ago. After being stable for so long, there has been no kind of madness at the beginning.

"Sometimes it's not a bad thing to be crazy." Boss Ma took a sip of vodka. The smell of wine seemed to directly get people drunk. He shook the crystal ** in the glass. On the reflective cup surface, he saw the twinkle behind him. Totti led a group of drunkards to drink wine with the fierce men of Portsmouth. A young student dressed as a guy and Totti kept touching each other. The cup. The two of them were soaring, and the whole hall was stunned, watching the two crazy guys compete with alcohol there.

Boss Ma smiled and asked, "Who is that little guy? It's very interesting."

Saxon turned his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "Interesting? Oh! He is the son of the old man Plangeri. His name is Terry, but we call him Little Plangeri more. He is the guy who makes the whole school restless. How dare you say he is funny? Damn it, this world is really strange. You are the first person to praise him when you meet him.

"Aha, that is to say, this little guy is a little bad guy?" Boss Ma drank half of the vodka in his glass.

The old man glanced at the wine in the glass painfully, and then said, "It's really a little bad guy."

"It's no wonder."

"What's the wonder?"

"No wonder I feel comfortable at the first sight." Boss Ma ignored Saxon with a strange face and walked forward with a wine jug. As he walked, he said, "Men who can drink a lot are not bad men."

Saxon heard Boss Ma's words and muttered to himself, "Isn't a man who drinks a lot of wine a bad man? What the fuck is this bullshit theory?" He cursed and cursed, and so much wine in his heart was poured into the stomach by Boss Ma, but the slightly fat and short and fat old man still followed Boss Ma back to the hall.

The crowd in the hall came and went, looking noisy. People who knew gathered in a group, and then discussed trivial things there. As for the beautiful women, they were gathered together, and the ladies gathered in front of Ruth and Daphne. After all, there were only two women who could shine in the whole hall. Amorous and charming to the bone. Another heroic and valiant, just like a sonorous rose! Although the beauty of the two women is not necessarily unique in the whole continent, it is still counted in the Kingdom of Estonia.

Totti stared at the young man in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a sneer, "Little guy, your drinking capacity is still far worse. I'm invincible in Sicily. How dare you compare with me with the alcohol level of a small miscellaneous fish?"

As soon as Totti finished speaking, his men shouted. There were many strong people who patted the table with wine bowls. Everyone cheered for Totti and cheered Totti!

"Captain, drink this boy to death!"

Captain! Let them see what Tamsalu's man is! Hahahaha..."

"The dick in the crotch can make it, that's a man!"

The nonsense of his subordinates attracted more laughter. The young man on the opposite side looked thin, but very lean, and his eyes were a little stubborn and stubborn, which seemed to be extremely unyielding. At this time, he had drunk too much, his face was ruddy, and he was not far from getting drunk.

"I won't lose to you, a jerk who doesn't lift his pants. Even if he lifts, he won't ejaculate!" The young man's clothes have been torn apart, revealing the thin bones inside. The white skin is very white. Those not white places are all small scars. They seem to have a few differences, but they are also more weak and not too tough.

Boss Ma walked with a smile. When he heard Little Plangli's words, he immediately felt happy to laugh, and the mercenaries around him had already laughed. In the laughter, Totti turned red and roared, "Drink to death, you little bastard! I must drink you to death today!"

After saying that, a few wine pots were brought up from left and right. When the little Plangli saw the wine pot, he was obviously embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and roared, "Come on, who is afraid of who? Today, I must let you, a Sicilian countryman, know what drinking is!"

When Boss Ma saw Little Plengli, who looked like an aggressive cock, he immediately smiled and said to himself: This little guy is really unconvinced.

"I'll come first!" Totti's neck roared and picked up a big wine pot, and poured it into his stomach. The sound of the wine jar was like a donkey and a horse full of water.

It was just three or five minutes. Totti wiped his mouth, smashed the wine pot on the table with a crack, looked at little Plangli proudly, then picked up a wine pot, handed it over, and said, "Son of a bitch, whoever can't drink it is a fucking bastard!"

"Do not fart! I'll show you!"

Terry's temper doesn't seem to be ordinary stubborn. Although he doesn't know how he fell in love with Totti, Boss Ma still thinks that this young man is very interesting and a comfortable guy. Although the reputation in the school is not good, what does it hinder? Although little Plainguly may still be a gangster with the title of count, now, he is just an aggressive little rooster. When he sees Totti, a tiger, he still plunges down, and is not afraid of being peeled and bones by Totti.

Little Plangli was also tough. Although he didn't have the pleasure of drinking like Totti, he poured these strong vodka slowly. The women beside him were looking at them from afar. The flamingo feather fan blocked his chin. While snickering, he also left his eyes on Totti's body. The resentful women were all extremely It's not too much to say that he is hungry and thirsty. Now that he happens to see a strong man, how can he not be moved?

So the ladies who were just discussing how to take care of women suddenly left around Daphne and Ruth, and approached a lot in the direction of Totti.

When Boss Ma saw that Little Plangli poured a pot of wine, he immediately shouted with admiration, "Beautiful! Well done!"

Little Plainguly turned his head and was about to be complacent, but he immediately felt that the world was spinning, his eyes were dazzled, swayed twice, and fell to the ground like a dead dog.

Totti and Boss Ma looked at each other in consters and laughed!

"I like this little guy, haha, what an impressive guy!"

Boss Ma pointed to Little Plangli and said to Totti.

Totti also nodded and said with a smile, "This boy is still tough."

Saxon said disdainfully, "Is it possible to drink?"

Boss Ma and Totti looked at each other, shook their heads with a smile, and said to the old man, "You don't understand."