Chapter 233 Let's See How Noble You Can Pretend!
It was five o'clock in the afternoon at the Houston Train Station Square.
There were usually many ragged beggars gathered near the west exit.
Most of them were elderly or disabled, but there were also some physically abled individuals.
Thanks to technological progress, there were not only cash boxes in front of the beggars. There was also a QR code image. If you didn't have cash, you could just scan it to give them money.
Although they came from all over the country, they all had one thing in common - they were familiar with each other.
Each person had their own small territory, and they didn’t interfere with or invade each other.
But at this moment, they discovered a new face they had never seen before. A clumsy female beggar had sneaked into the begging group.
This female beggar had a complete body and a decent figure.
She was just covered in dirt all over and had mud on her face, which made it impossible to see what she looked like.
This person was Elena.
Elena felt uncomfortable as so many beggars stared at her.
She had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth. Normally, if her clothes got a little dirty, she would just throw them away. She never dressed like this and exposed herself to the public.
Beggars from the lowest social class were staring at her.
That spoiled girl’s temper immediately flared up, and she yelled, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beautiful woman before?! If you keep staring, I'll gouge out your eyeballs!"
That made the group of beggars look at each other, followed by harsh rebukes and mockery.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You’re a newcomer beggar, and you’re shouting at us? Take a look at yourself in the mirror! Do you think you're a high-class person in society?"
"Get lost! This is our territory, don't interfere and ask for money! If you provoke me, I'll bite you!"
"Hehehe! Your body looks good, it's been seven or eight years since I touched a woman. My legs don't work that well, come over and let me touch you!"
"..."
A series of filthy words made Elena's chest rise and fall in anger.
But so what?
Could she really fight with a group of beggars?
That would be truly embarrassing!
Therefore, she had to angrily move to a place where there were slightly fewer people.
According to the agreement, she reluctantly took out her phone and opened the live stream. "Um... hello everyone, I am..."
At the same time, in a hot pot restaurant in Houston, Ryder, Lily, and Rex were eating hot pot!
Rex was eating silently with his head down!
Lily looked at her phone and couldn't help but sigh. "Wow... the effect of this live stream is amazing, right? It's been less than twenty minutes since it started, and there are already fifty thousand people watching. Ryder, are you trying to create a popular internet celebrity?"
Ryder ate the lamb skewers and chuckled. "So you mean we got a bargain with her?"
"Most of the people watching are criticizing her! You need to have strong mental resilience to become this kind of internet celebrity. I think any ordinary person wouldn't want to become famous like this! It's quite sad when you think about it!"
Ryder looked meaningful and said, "It's all her own fault! I have no sympathy for her."
"I'm not sympathizing either, I'm just worried that she'll seek revenge on you in the future. Women like her are jealous and hateful, what if..."
Ryder Clark interrupted confidently. "Don't worry, I can handle it!"
With that, Ryder turned to Rex, who was next to him, and asked, "Rex, have you ever learned any martial arts before?"
Rex shook his head.
"Did you used to get into fights often?"
Rex shook his head again.
"Then you must be really strong! Four people were no match for you!"
Rex raised his head and smiled, and said in a low voice, "Hehe! Actually, I'm quite scared!"
Ryder asked with interest, "Oh? What are you afraid of?"
Rex nodded seriously, then answered hesitantly, "I'm afraid of losing control of my strength and accidentally killing them..."
Ryder and Lily were speechless.
As the three of them were enjoying their meal, they suddenly heard a loud noise not far from their table.
Crash!
It sounded like something had been knocked over.
The crash was followed by an angry shout from a familiar man. "Damn it! I can't stand you anymore! Who do you think you are, pretending to be noble? If it weren't for you, would I be in this state today? Can you explain yourself?"
Crash!
It sounded like something else had been knocked over!
The customers in the restaurant all looked up in the direction of the sound.
Ryder and others also turned curiously to look.
A hot pot was placed for two people at a table diagonally opposite. The meat and vegetables on the table were scattered and messy, and the dishes and utensils were all over the floor.
A man stood up, his eyes red, glaring down at a woman who had fallen on the ground opposite him, full of anger.
Ryder knew both of these people.
It was Chris Garcia, their high school class president, and the popular Charlotte Thompson.
Why would they be here?
A hint of confusion flashed in Ryder's mind!
He remembered that a month ago, right after inheriting his father's inheritance, he had attended a high school reunion.
At that time, Chris had not only acted arrogant and bullied him, he had also publicly proposed to Charlotte!
Later, Ryder had ruthlessly slapped Chris in the face, and his shameful past of stealing girls' underwear in high school was exposed, leading to a tarnished reputation. Ultimately, he lost his job at the Good Group.
However, after that incident, Ryder hadn't heard any news about Chris and Charlotte.
To his surprise, they had unexpectedly run into each other here today.
At this moment, Chris and Charlotte had not yet noticed Ryder.
Chris, who had had a few drinks, stared at Charlotte and yelled, "You disgusting slut! I'll ask you one more time, will you agree to this?"
Charlotte stood up unsteadily, her eyes turning red, and choked, "Chris! Don't be like this, please? Can't we talk about it at home?"
As she said that, she tried to reach out and hold Chris's arm to calm him down.
"You disgusting slut! Don't touch me!"
But Chris angrily pushed Charlotte away.
Charlotte Thompson stumbled in her high heels and fell to the ground, hitting her head on the nearby table, which left a cut.
Despite this, Chris didn’t seem sympathetic. He grabbed a handful of baby bok choy from the table and threw it at Charlotte's face, saying, "Is this what you want? Will you force me to get violent before you do what I ask you?"
Charlotte held her head and curled up, sobbing.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Sob..."
Meanwhile, the customers at the nearby tables, including the staff from the two hot pot restaurants, were scared and stayed several meters away. They didn’t dare to come forward to stop him or help.
"An apology is not enough! I’ll me ask you again! Will you agree?"
Charlotte shook her head.
"Fine! Fine then! You asked for this!"
As he spoke, Chris picked up the boiling hot pot of soup from the table, with a menacing expression on his face . "Since you won’t agree and insist on pretending to be noble, from now on, you can keep pretending with your disfigured body!"
Then, he waved his hands, preparing to throw the hot pot of soup...
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