Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Because he was going to attend Audrey Hepburn's first Royal Opera House ballet performance in the evening, Fang Lang ended the new car test trip early.

After returning home, I put on a decent suit and took the bus directly to the Royal Opera House.

Because the environment of the Royal Opera House was not convenient for Fang Lang to lead a large number of guards, he could only ask the guards to protect him from a distance.

The Royal Opera House in Covent Garden, London, located on Bow Street in London, looks a bit resplendent under the light. This classical building was built in 1732. There are six huge marble Roman columns erected outside, which looks very majestic.<

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By the time he drove to the opera house, it was completely dark. Cars kept stopping on the road outside the opera house, dropping off well-dressed gentlemen and ladies one after another.

Because opera in this era was still a hobby of the aristocracy and was not open to civilians, most of the people who came here to watch the performances were prominent aristocrats or big businessmen.

This adds to the grandeur of the opera house out of thin air. Even the waiters checking tickets at the door are dressed in suits and leather shoes, looking like gentlemen.

Seeing this scene, Fang Lang just smiled slightly. Before he could push the door and get out of the car, a waiter came forward and opened the door for him. Fang Lang also didn't expect that the opera house now has such a good sense of service.

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Smiling and nodding to the other person, he was ready to give him a small tip.

But when the other party saw Fang Lang getting out of the car, he was obviously stunned. His face, which was full of attentiveness just now, instantly turned gloomy.

Before Fang Lang could take out the cash to reward him, this British gentleman who looked to be in his thirties said directly and unceremoniously:

"Hey! Yellow Monkey, are you in the wrong place?"

Fang Lang, who was lamenting the other party's good sense of service, was stunned when he heard this, and his face instantly darkened. It had been a long time since he had encountered racial discrimination.

I thought racial discrimination no longer existed! Now it seems that I am still too naive!

With his current identity and status, he would not be used to such a person. He gave the opponent a big slap without thinking, leaving a clear slap mark on the left side of this guy's face.

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize your language."

This superior white man obviously didn't expect that a lowly person in his eyes would dare to attack him. This is really intolerable!

The other party even said something about giving him a chance to reorganize his language. Do I need you to give me a chance? Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and prepared to fight back.

But who is Fang Lang? Not to mention that he has great skills, but as a professional soldier who has been on the battlefield, how can he give the other party a chance to hurt him?

He raised his left hand instantly, blocking the opponent's right arm that wanted to slap him. At the same time, he stretched out his right fist and hit the opponent's abdomen hard, knocking the opponent two meters away.

The movement here naturally attracted the attention of the people around, and the first person to react was Fang Lang's driver. Originally, according to Fang Lang's order, he had to drive away after delivering Fang Lang to his destination and look for a place.

Parking.

After all, there is no parking lot here.

But as soon as the boss got out of the car, he was discriminated against by the person who helped open the door. Who could bear this? So, he immediately stopped and continued to start the vehicle.

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He pulled up the handbrake, pushed the door, got out of the car, and walked around the front of the car to get behind the other person. But as soon as he walked around the front of the car, he saw the other person's figure falling directly in front of him.

How could he miss the performance opportunity that came to him?

He was a veteran who had participated in World War II. He was a very ruthless man, and his emphasis was on using his hands to kill. So, before the guy on the ground could react, he kicked the opponent's head directly with his big-leather shoe.

Just as the other person was holding his stomach and trying to stand up, he suffered such a violent blow to his head. His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

This situation immediately caused a commotion in the surrounding area. Other British gentlemen and opera house staff gathered around, surrounded a few people in the middle, and began to accuse.

Fang Lang's driver is a white veteran, tall and tall. He doesn't care who these well-dressed gentlemen are. As long as they threaten the safety of his boss, he dares to shoot them himself.

Therefore, when he saw so many people gathered around him, he took out his own gun from the holster under his ribs without hesitation, pointed it at the people around him, yelled at them, and drove them away.

These gentlemen came to watch the opera, and of course they would not carry weapons with them. Therefore, when they saw someone pulling out a pistol, they were all startled, hesitated, and did not dare to step forward for a while.

But in order to maintain their own dignity, they would not retreat directly, so they all stopped in place and pointed at Fang Lang.

Fang Lang is very aware of the character of these rough guys under his command. If anyone does anything extreme, he will definitely shoot them without hesitation.

If this is the case, things may get a little troublesome.

And he noticed that the guards around him had also gathered around, some were mixed in with the crowd, and several people were desperately pushing forward to squeeze in.

Seeing this, Fang Lang calmly waved his hand to the guards who were squeezing in.

His intuition was very accurate and he could easily feel that what happened this time was an accident. There was no danger around him, and he didn't want to make the matter too big.

After all, this is Audrey Hepburn's first performance at the Royal Opera House. If something really big happens, the performance will be ruined.

When the guards saw Fang Lang's gesture, they decided to stop moving forward and blended in with the crowd to observe the people around them vigilantly.

Although surrounded by the crowd, Fang Lang looked very calm and calmly said to his driver:

"Jason, put your gun away! These people are not a threat."

"Yes, boss!"

The tense driver heard this. Although he was puzzled, he was still very obedient and put the gun back into the holster. But he still waited for the British gentlemen around him with fierce eyes.

Fang Lang stepped forward and patted Jason on the shoulder, signaling him to take a step back and stand behind him. He himself stepped forward and stood in front of the waiter who fell on the ground.

By coincidence, the leather shoes on his feet accidentally stepped on the waiter's fingers. But Fang Lang looked up as if he didn't realize it and looked at the well-dressed British gentlemen around him.

Slowly he said:

"Okay, gentlemen, please don't accuse others casually before you understand what's going on."

If Fang Lang was the only one here, people around him might have stepped forward and yelled at him, but Jason's performance made everyone understand that the Asian in front of him was not an ordinary person.

This white man named Jason is obviously the Asian's bodyguard, and he behaves like he obeys him. As long as he is not a fool, he will not rush directly to argue with Fang Lang.

After listening to Fang Lang's words, a stocky old white man who looked to be at least fifty years old walked out of the crowd with a civilized staff, nodded to Fang Lang and said:

"Sir, no matter what happened, you and your bodyguards should not beat others like this."

Fang Lang didn't want to say anything to this kind of person who always stood on the moral high ground and accused others, but looking at the eyes of the people around him, he also understood that if he didn't respond, he might make people around him uncomfortable.

People are even more dissatisfied.

Therefore, he suppressed his anger and raised his eyes to look at the old white man.

"You mean, even if the other person insults you, you should choose to tolerate it, right?"

When the old white man heard this, he frowned slightly, a trace of imperceptible disgust flashed in his eyes, and continued to speak without hesitation:

"Young man, we should be more generous. Judging from your appearance, you should be a gentleman. Why bother arguing with a waiter?"

Fang Lang was really speechless at this moment. He looked at the old white man with eyes like he was looking at an idiot. This kind of eyes is not very harmful, but it is extremely insulting.

The old white man was not a fool, so how could he not understand the meaning of Fang Lang's eyes? His face suddenly fell, and the eyes he looked at Fang Lang began to become unkind.

Without waiting for Fang Lang to speak, he continued:

"Young man, no matter who you are, please understand that this is Britain. If you look at me like this again, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life."

This kind of double-standard behavior gave Fang Lang a lesson.

"I thought this gentleman was so generous, but it turned out that he couldn't stand even a look. So why are you trying to persuade me to be generous? Is it just because you are shorter than me?"

The old white man was stunned when he heard this. Can he be persuaded only if he is shorter than him? Soon, he realized that he was insulting him because of his height!

The whole person became extremely angry and raised the civilized stick in his hand, apparently wanting to poke Fang Lang in the body.

The driver Jason, who had been standing behind Fang Lang, was always on high alert. After noticing the old man's intention, he rushed out from behind Fang Lang without hesitation, grabbed the other man's civilized stick and moved it to the side.
Before the old white man realized what had happened, he was pulled off balance by the force and fell heavily to the ground. This made a lady in her thirties who was following him scream in fright.

Get up.

"Ah!" Fang Lang was so shocked that he unconsciously took out his little finger and picked out his ears.

The people around him were obviously startled by this sudden change and took a step back.

The noble lady turned into a shrew, and while bending down to help the old white man who fell on the ground, she loudly accused Fang Lang and the two of them:

"You barbarians, what on earth do you want to do? Get out of the UK, you are not welcome here."

Fang Lang curled his lips when he heard the words, not caring about the barking of the other party, and he didn't even have any interest in appreciating the white snow that the other party showed when he bent over.

Just when the people around him were about to step forward and join in accusing Fang Lang, a piercing police whistle sounded in the distance. Obviously, the movement here attracted the attention of the police.

This was far beyond Fang Lang's expectation. He didn't expect that the London police would respond so quickly, and that there would be people on duty even after dark hours. He didn't expect for a while whether this would be the result of someone calling the police.

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Seeing the police coming, the surrounding gentlemen seemed to have found a backbone, and they all got out of the way and gave directions to the police.

Fang Lang looked through the gap that everyone gave way and discovered that there were as many as ten police officers coming over. This should not be the configuration of a patrol team! Fang Lang just wondered in his heart and stopped thinking about it.

Soon, a group of police officers walked through the crowd and came to Fang Lang. After seeing the person lying on the ground and the surrounding situation, the police officers already had a rough judgment in their minds.

The leader, a middle-aged police officer who should be the police chief, looked at Fang Lang and Jason with an unkind expression and said:

"Two gentlemen, what is going on? I think it is necessary for you two to come to the police station with me and explain."

Fang Lang looked the police chief up and down with interest, smiled, shook his head and said:

"I'm not free now. I'll talk about it after I finish the show."

These words made the surrounding policemen stunned. They looked at Fang Lang with a smile on his face, and they didn't even react for a while.

The surrounding British gentlemen looked at this arrogant guy in bewilderment, somewhat confused about Fang Lang's mind.

The leading police officer's face instantly turned ugly, and he said to Fang Lang in a serious tone:

"Sir, I think you have misunderstood something. I am not discussing with you, but informing you. If you are unwilling to cooperate with my work, I may have to take coercive measures against you."<

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Fang Lang didn't want to continue wasting time with the other party here. After all, the performance inside was about to start, and Audrey Hepburn might be sad because she couldn't see him by then!

Just when he was about to ask his men to communicate with the police, the old white man who had just been pulled to the ground by driver Jason suddenly shouted to the police:

"Be careful,"