Traveling through time, I'm making pancakes in Warhammer

Chapter 385 Bullying

Howard kicked Alexandra away and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

It was stained with blood.

Alexandra seemed to be unusually happy after being kicked to the ground by Howard. He laughed wildly and rolled on the ground:

"Hahahahahaha... I still win! You're not as good as me! You're not as good as me!"

ten minutes later

Howard and Alexandra came out of the bathroom. Howard changed his pants and shoes because his pants were wet by the overflowing water from the sink, while Alexandra changed her top which she had torn open herself.

As the possible future head of the Gunther family, Alexandra's every word and action was watched by countless people, so this situation naturally could not be hidden from their eyes. They added one or two more points in their research on the future successor of the Gunther family.

As for the person next to him who was a little older than him... continue to observe...

"Mr. Howard, you said you wanted to meet the rest of our family, right?" Alexandra put her arm around Howard's neck, as if they had become good friends. "Of course, but I have to warn you in advance. They're all bastards. If they make you unhappy, just step on them. Don't even think about saving my face."

Howard: "..."

"But this place is so big, where can we find them?" Alexandra let go of Howard, took out a chip he had taken from the gambling table from her pocket and threw it into the air. After the chip landed, it rolled in one direction and disappeared.

"This way!" Alexandra pointed forward, then pulled Howard into the reveling crowd.

Alexandra and Howard rushed through the crowd, and many people were knocked to the ground by him before they could dodge. However, his eyes never stayed on those he knocked into. His eyes wandered in the crowd, constantly searching for his target.

Finally, he locked the direction, slowed down his pace, pretended to "encounter" by chance, and patted the back of a big man who was lowering his head to choose food.

"Brother Todd!" Alexandra slapped the man named Todd on the back, scaring him so much that he almost jumped up.

"I'm glad to see that you still have such a good appetite, but please pause your meal and allow me to introduce you to a distinguished guest."

Alexandra then pulled Howard over and continued to introduce him to Todd by putting her arm around his shoulders: "Howard Sisyphus, Mr. Howard, the lady's messenger."

When Todd heard the word "that lady", a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and the plate full of desserts in his hand fell to the ground.

"Todd Gunther." Alexandra pretended not to notice the other's fear and introduced him to Howard, "One of my brothers... As you can see, his greatest characteristic is his good appetite."

Then he leaned over to Howard's ear and said, "Another characteristic of his is that his thing is longer than my arm."

Alexandra gestured to Howard as she spoke.

"If he were to serve Ms. Irene...if he were to be chosen..." Alexandra took a long time to organize her words, but in the end, she couldn't help but burst out laughing while clutching her stomach.

"Hahahaha, please forgive my loss of composure...hahahaha..." After barely stopping laughing, he wiped the tears from his eyes and said to Howard, "It would be very interesting if he is chosen. Perhaps Ms. Irene will be interested in his unique strengths."

Faced with his brother's ridicule, Todd looked afraid. He avoided his gaze and dared not say a word.

"Ah! I seem to have disturbed your meal, right?" At this time, Alexandra saw the plate fallen on the ground again, so he bent down, picked up the plate, and then grabbed the cakes and desserts that were stuck to the ground with his hands and put them back on the plate.

Although the floor of the banquet hall was swept clean as a mirror, the cakes and desserts had long been deformed due to being dropped, and some of them fell on the carpet and were covered with dirt particles. In addition, Alexandra had kneaded the food with her hands when she picked it up from the ground, so what finally appeared on the plate was a large lump of half-melted cream mixed with dirt, which was unappetizing.

"Come on, show Mr. Howard what you're made of." Alexandra handed the plate to Todd. "Eat it."

Todd looked at the plate Alexandra handed him, and at first he was reluctant to take it.

"Didn't I make myself clear? Eat it in front of that lady messenger." Alexandra further brought the plate under Todd's nose.

"Okay, let's go see the next person," Howard said.

Although he had no intention of interfering with the future development of this family from the beginning, his existence itself affected the people in this family. For example, in the current situation, if he were not there, Alexandra probably would not let his brother eat garbage, because Howard still tried to eliminate the influence he brought.

"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Alexandra stopped Howard and said, "It's not too late to leave after the show."

Then he urged Todd, "Didn't you hear? Mr. Howard's time is precious."

Howard did not make any further attempts to stop this. If the parties involved chose to remain silent, what was the point of his speaking out?

After taking a few deep breaths, Todd reached out his trembling hand and took the plate from Alexandra's hand. Then, he used his hands to pick up the frosting and cream that had melted beyond recognition and put it into his mouth.

When Dan Todd really swallowed the first mouthful of garbage, a trace of pain and ferocity flashed across Alexandra's face, as if his brother's obedience to his request had hurt him.

So he frowned and snatched the plate from a guest who was watching without saying a word, then grabbed a full plate of food from the table, piled it high, and handed it to Todd after he finished eating the garbage.

"Keep eating." Alexandra gritted her teeth and smiled. "How can you only eat this little?"

Todd took the plate again and stuffed food into his mouth with his hands as usual. Soon the plate was empty.

But Alexandra did not let him go, but handed him the third plate of food, then the fourth, the fifth, until the empty plates piled up high on the side.

Finally, after forcing food into his mouth for who knows how many times, Todd couldn't fit any more food in.

His cheeks were swollen to the point of bursting, saliva and juice dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his stomach swelled like a basketball, including his esophagus, which was filled with food and could no longer fit even a bean.

Todd's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and he kept whimpering, as if begging his brother to let Alexandra let him go.

But how could Alexandra stop there? She picked up a drink and hugged Todd's neck.

"Brother, it seems you are choking. Let me help you."

After saying that, Alexandra grabbed Todd's nose and forced the drink into his mouth.

Todd's body finally exceeded its limit and he began to vomit. The food covered with mucus, which had not even been chewed, let alone digested, flowed all over the floor.