“我要是出身高点，这么个美人我不就可以留下了。”

想到气愤处，他手底下用力，被细细捆成粽子一样的美人发出··································································································································································上流社会的下流行为，嫉妒，不想写··············································································································································································································································

强者才有资格抱怨，弱者乖乖等死就是了。

他是强者，所以可以愤怒的在这里抱怨一句——这社会真～！＠＃￥％…＆＊（的—－不公！

而这些弱者，乖乖的打包成货物，作为他往上爬的祭品就是了。

出身差是事实，哪怕他现在的势力已经比小贵族还大，比起那些破落贵族更是高到天上去。

论势力是如此，论能力，就是那些大贵族子弟难道就比我厉害吗？

但是出身，就是一道迈不过去的门槛。

他要是敢对任何“贵人”动手，沾亲粘故之下，可能就有一个贵族亲自持剑来找他聊聊人生——比如他想怎么个死法！

所以，他只能拼命讨好贵人。

但这并不容易，哪怕是破落贵族，那也是贵族。