伏不定的心思在众人心中盘旋，而太子却将目光锁定在理查德手中的火枪上，心中暗忖，那究竟是什么暗器？威力好大！
一枪奏效，理查德大喜，朝前走了两步，枪口仍旧对着公西楚，“Go to hell, you bastard!”
华容华急了，冲着理查德大喊，“Stop, he's my husband. What do you mean by holding a gun at my husband?”
理查德稍微愣了下，看看公西楚再看华容华，恼怒道：“So why did Mrs. Hua let your husband hurt the count?”
“It's just a misunderstanding. Count Smith, can I have a word with you?”华容华索性不和这个急性子的理查德说话，反而冲被番邦人围在中间的史密斯喊话。
史密斯刚开始被公西楚踹飞是有些懵的，随之而来的则是怒意，想他堂堂帝国伯爵，几时这样丢过面子？可他又对公西楚有所忌惮，刚刚那一脚可是险些把他的肋骨踹断了，现在胸口还疼的厉害呢！可后来见公西楚在理查德的火枪下受了伤，他才出了一口气，现在听到华容华喊话终于从各位族人的保护中走了出来。
“Mrs. Hua, do you think he's a husband?”史密斯有些惊讶，随后又满脸可惜的道：“How could you marry such a rude man?Why don't you come with me? I'm a gentle gentleman.”
华容华愣了愣，这是怎么回事？自己男人被打伤的同时，自己竟然被别的男人求婚了，刚刚那算是求婚吧？掩掉心里突然涌起的虚荣感，她上一步将公西楚受伤的右手抱住怒视史密斯，“Don't say things that are unrealistic. Why would you use such dangerous things to hurt my husband?”
“Oh, Mrs. Hua, you should see it. He hit me first.”史密斯严肃着一
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