Seeing that the third person was being beaten, the two people who were fighting were stunned for a moment after they came to their senses.
"Fuck, didn't I tell you to step back!" This was the furious Glover.
"You guys don't look good." This was the cloaked prostitute who was gloating about his misfortune.
Their eyes met again, and they became even more angry.
Before Thales could say anything, Glover pounced again!
"Fuck you!"
Not to be outdone, the cloaked prostitute also punched back:
"Fuck you too!"
With a bang, the figures of the two big men were mixed together again, splitting and reuniting, fighting happily.
"Listen carefully, if your dirty hands dare to touch a hair of Lillian again - hiss!"
"Does it hurt? Hehe, if you come to harass her again, this will be - ow!"
"I haven't lost a fight since I was a kid—uh!"
"I've never had a fight because no one dared to follow me - alas!"
"I've killed more people than you've slept with girls - wow!"
"The girls I've slept with are better than you - day, that's not right - ugh!"
Looking at the unconscious Conmuto lying on the ground, and the two people having fun fighting each other with fists and kicks, Thales rubbed his face with a headache, not knowing what to do.
There was louder discussion from the cracks in the doors on both sides of the corridor.
At this moment, a high-pitched and stern female voice came from afar:
"enough!"
"This is the Leya Club!"
For some reason, when they heard this voice, the two people who were wrestling on the ground trembled!
Thales turned around: a beauty came with a lamp, with a slim figure and soft eyebrows. Behind her was a listless and sick man, and Sissi, who looked cute and innocent.
As soon as this beauty appeared, not only did Glover and his opponent stop fighting, but even the whispers on both sides of the corridor became quieter.
The beauty walked lightly and had a slim waist, but her face was as cold as frost at this moment. She walked to Thales' side (the prince quickly lowered his head) and looked at the two fighting people.
"You, get off!"
The beauty spoke harshly and glared at the big man under the cloak.
But her every frown and smile has its own charm, and even her anger has an intoxicating aura.
The big man raised his head and said sarcastically:
"Miss Lilian..."
The beauty named Lilian frowned and said angrily:
"Get off!"
The big man quickly let go of Glover, rolled and crawled, and stood up in embarrassment.
It turns out that this is the real owner, the number one in the Laiya Club, Miss Lilian?
Thales thought.
Glover gasped and stared at Lillian blankly.
"you."
Lilian stared at Glover for a long time and said coldly:
"Back off."
Glover's expression was complicated. He seemed excited and ashamed at that moment:
"Lillian..."
Lilian's eyes widened:
"Back off!"
Glover seemed to have heard the military order and stood up and retreated. Thales suspected that he had not implemented Marius's order well enough.
Lillian then turned her head and looked at the cracks in the doors that were opening everywhere in the corridor.
"You have nothing to do?"
Lilian looked around and shouted loudly:
"Then find a man to do it with!"
"If it doesn't work, just be a woman!"
Before she could speak again, the girls behind the crack in the door moved one after another, and the sound of closing doors came and went.
The dim and ambiguous corridor became solemn and silent again.
Glover and the client hid their bruised and swollen faces under their cloaks again and stood on both sides of the corridor with their hands behind their backs, like two children who had done something wrong.
Lilian raised the light and illuminated Conmuto, who was groaning in pain on the ground and frowning.
She turned her head and told the listless man behind her:
"Tinker, help him up."
The man sighed and stepped forward to help Conmuto up:
"Cheer up, buddy, no one can die in the club."
Glover also stepped forward, helped the man hold Kongmuto up, and at the same time called out his name:
"Hey, Tinker."
Tinker glanced at Glover and twitched his lips:
"What an unlucky time you came, Fatty."
Fat guy?
Thales was startled for a moment and looked at Glover. He couldn't think of the nickname "Fatty".
Just listen to Tinker sigh:
"Aunt Leia is very angry - the black silk men have just left."
Glover frowned and said:
"Black Silk...you mean the Brotherhood? Are they looking for trouble?"
Tinker shook his head, unwilling to say more, and looked at Glover with distant and complicated eyes.
After cleaning up the people here, Lillian turned back and looked at the third person standing with her head bowed - Sissi.
"Is it fun?" the beauty asked coldly.
"Ah?" Sissi raised her head, with a look of surprise and innocence on her face: "I, I'm just trying to attract customers, you know, performance..."
"Take your mother for granted!"
Lillian burst out emotionally and shouted angrily:
"I shouldn't have let you, an eggless person, greet guests!"
Sissi trembled suddenly, feeling aggrieved and about to cry:
"Sister Lilian, I, I..."
Seeing Sissi's pitiful look, Lillian felt soft and sighed and waved her hand:
"Forget it, go and do what you need to do quickly—"
Sissi suddenly burst into tears and smiled:
"Hehe, sister..."
Lilian's eyebrows stood up:
"Get out of here!"
"If you peel off your skin again, sooner or later, grandma will sell you to the desert! Sell it to the Barren Skeleton Man for food!"
Sissi didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly turned around and went downstairs, not forgetting to make a cute face to Thales as she left.
Thales looked at the development of the situation and felt that the situation was complicated. He could not reveal his identity yet, so it was best to keep a low profile and shut up.
Glover and Tinker helped Conmuto to Thales, let him rest against the wall, and then walked towards Lillian.
Glover took a deep breath and hesitated:
"Lillian, I just..."
But the next moment, Lilian slapped him with a backhand!
Snapped!
"Get out, get out!"
Lilian pointed to the stairs and spoke sharply, her voice slightly distorted.
"You are not welcome here!"
Thales was startled.
Tinker looked at the beaten Glover and wanted to say something, but he still kept his mouth shut.
Glover touched the beaten half of his face and looked at Lillian in a daze, but he did not get angry.
"Lillian, I..."
Glover didn't dare to look at Lilian. He took a deep breath and turned his focus to the prostitute wearing a cloak:
"This guy, is he coming..."
Lilian raised her eyebrows and looked angry:
"He's my man!"
Glover suddenly became speechless.
The big man under the cloak trembled suddenly and mechanically turned his head to look at Lilian.
"What? Him, him?" Glover looked at Lillian blankly, then at the big man, and was greatly shocked.
"Yes, you don't know, but he is a frequent visitor..."
I saw the club's number one, Miss Lillian, hugging the big man's arm, caressing her gently, and deliberately sneered at Glover:
"He's grown, hard, and long-lasting. I like it so much. He makes me feel comfortable every night..."
But Thales could feel that the big man became a little stiff under Lilian's touch.
"Ahem, yes! I am her man!"
Under the threat of Lilian's eyes, the client mechanically allowed the woman to put his arm around her shoulders.
Glover lowered his head, clenched his fists, and trembled slightly under his cloak.
Glover froze, and subconsciously walked forward, his eyes eager and guilty:
"Lillian, Tinker, I'm just here..."
"She said it!"
The cloaked prostitute next to Lilian calmly broke away from the top lady, held down Glover's shoulders, and pushed him back:
"You are not welcome here!"
But this time, Glover was in a daze, and without deliberately trying to compete, he was unprepared, and his back hit the wall when the opponent pushed him.
The whiplash on his back caused Glover to take a deep breath and grit his teeth.
Lilian's expression changed.
Tinker also noticed this and said doubtfully:
"Pang Dun'er, are you injured?"
Glover took a deep breath and shook his head.
The prostitute under the cloak rubbed his fists proudly:
"Hmph, you are overestimating your abilities. You'd better find a suitable pseudonym next time..."
But before he could finish speaking, Lilian turned back angrily and gave him a backhand slap!
Snapped!
The prostitute froze on the spot, touching his face innocently.
ah?
Thales frowned.
"You're so harsh?"
Lilian pointed at the panting Glover and looked at the big man angrily:
"you?"
The big man in the cloak looked at Grover, feeling aggrieved and confused:
"I--"
"It's not him," Glover took a breath and reluctantly said:
"This morning, I was whipped by my boss."
Lillian understood.
The girl looked at Glover complicatedly, and after a long while, she said harshly:
"Deserve it!"
She turned around and opened a door and walked in:
"You guys come in!"
"Tinker, go get the medicine kit."
The listless man frowned and said:
"But he..."
Lillian urged: "Go quickly!"
Glover shook his head:
"I've bandaged it up..."
Lilian turned around and glared angrily:
"Shut up!"
"Come in quickly!"
Glover immediately stopped talking.
Thales hid aside, unable to imagine that a man like Glover could have such a tender side.
"And the one who fell, help him in together."
Thales hurriedly caught up, and together with Glover, helped Conmuto into the room and asked him to lie down and rest.
Lilian pulled out a chair, sat down Glover without any explanation, and deftly took off his clothes, revealing the bandage on his upper body - which was already stained with blood.
Lilian saw this scene and roared angrily:
"You... will only cause trouble!"
Glover lowered his head in shame and did not answer.
Like an obedient kitten.
Although she scolded him harshly, Lilian kept her hands on her, taking off Glover's bandage and skillfully applying medicine to him.
"Damn it," the prostitute under the cloak also entered the room. While rubbing his red and swollen chin, he looked at the blood on Glover's body and said in surprise:
"Did you just fight with me while you were injured?"
"It's not important." When Grover, who had blue eyes, saw it was him, he snorted angrily and refused to show weakness:
"Even if your head is chopped off, I can still beat you to death."
The prostitute snorted lightly:
"I want to see how tough you can be -"
"Enough nonsense!"
They both shut up.
"As for you..."
Lillian turned back and glanced at the cloaked prostitute:
"What are you still doing here? Is it possible that you really want to do my business?"
Glover raised his head warily.
The prostitute under the cloak trembled.
"No, no," he stretched out his hand and shook his head, laughing: "Okay, then I'll leave now..."
The prostitute quietly slipped out of the room and closed the door.
What bad luck.
He shook his head and thought, inadvertently touching the bruise on his face and grinning in pain.
at this time.
"Hey, wait a minute."
The client lowered his head and found that the shortest guy had slipped out at some point and stood beside him.
Thales frowned and looked at the big man in the cloak.
The big man quickly became solemn, and the pain disappeared from his face:
"What? Boy, do you want to help your brother regain his position?"
He raised his fist and said fiercely.
Thales glanced sideways at the opponent's cloak and crossed his arms:
"in the case of?"
The big man smiled:
"Don't think about it. With your body, you won't be able to do it even if you practice for another ten years!"
The big man in the cloak waved his hand disdainfully, turned and left.
Thales looked calm, looked at the opponent's back, and said quietly:
"Cohen."
The next second, Thales saw with satisfaction that the cloaked back trembled!
The big man froze for a second, straightened up as if nothing had happened, and continued walking forward.
But Thales's voice sounded again:
"Cohen - Karabyan?"
Sure enough, Thales saw the big man in front of him stumble and hold on to the wall to prevent him from falling into pieces.
It took exactly three seconds for the prostitute under the cloak, the first-level security officer of the West City Police Department, His Excellency Cohen Karabiyan, to turn around tremblingly.
"You...how did you tell?"
"I didn't see it," Thales looked at him with contempt:
"It just looks familiar to me..."
"Just ask."
Then you do it.
Cohen was stunned for several seconds.
He lifted up his hood, put on a fierce expression, and walked towards him:
"You, which noble family's brat are you from?"
Thales took a step back and hid his face in the shadows:
"You don't need to care who I am, you just need to know..."
But before he could finish speaking, Thales's Hell River Sin sensed the crisis and spontaneously emerged!
boom!
Cohen's arm struck like a volcano, and Thales could only raise his hand to block the blow!
"Yo," the security officer hummed:
“The response is pretty quick.”
But the next second, Cohen's offensive came one after another, with fists and elbows!
"etc--"
Before Thales could say anything, he had to keep up with the rhythm and defend the vigilance officer's unceremonious attacks one after another!
Amidst the collision of fists, elbows, legs, muscles and the suffocating wind of punches, Thales finally realized what Glover was feeling just now - Cohen's attacks continued to surge like a torrent, each wave stronger than the last.
He could only defend with all his strength and had no time to fight back.
The mad roar of Hell River's Sin reflected the little bits and pieces in Cohen's body, but they seemed to be endless and non-stop power of termination.
Within a few seconds, Thales and Cohen fought for several rounds, and the secret was not good.
This was the first time that Thales faced off against Cohen, and it was also the first time that he felt the opponent's majestic finishing power head-on.
Continuous and endless.
Hard and powerful, fast and rapid, hard to resist.
It was so stressful that Thales couldn't breathe.
"Hmph, you think you can blackmail me after you find out my identity? Blackmail the kingdom's security officer?"
Cohen sneered:
"Thinking too much!"
There was no pause in Taylor's defensive movements at all, it was almost suffocating.
He looked stupid and stunned, but Cohen's movements were skillful and his strength was astonishing. He was unable to fight back and could only moan in pain after each blow...
If it were him before entering the desert, he would probably be defeated in one or two rounds.
Weird - Thales thought while defensive in pain - according to Wyatt, wasn't this stupid guy always weak in Exeter, the one who got beaten badly by everyone he met?
How come we fight with each other, that's not the case at all!
Huaiya, you lied to me!
"I'm telling you," Cohen couldn't help but said as he watched the other party struggling in his hands:
"When your uncle and I were ruling the roost in the Northland, beating the Yankees to pieces and making them pee and scream, you didn't know where you were!"
After receiving a straight punch that was nothing fancy, Thales finally couldn't bear it anymore, his steps were unsteady, and he hit the wall.
"Come to a place like this at such a young age? Humph, I knew that you guys, if you don't learn well, you only have women in your mind..."
Cohen relaxed his arms and suppressed Thales tightly.
"If I were your father, I would spank your little ass hard..."
Cohen snorted coldly and lifted Thales' hood!
At that moment, the air became quiet.
The two looked at each other.
Cohen's eyes were wide open, and the young man's face was full of embarrassment.
Several seconds passed.
"Cohen," Thales took a deep breath: "Listen to my explanation..."
but……
"Boy, you, um," Cohen's tone was confused at first, then confused:
"It seems...a bit familiar?"
It was Thales' turn to be stunned for a moment.
But he immediately realized: the lights in the corridor were too dim and Cohen did not recognize him.
Very good!
Thales broke free from Cohen's hand and prepared to put on his cloak again.
But at this moment, the door to the room opened with a bang, revealing sunlight and illuminating the two people in the corridor.
The moment he saw the boy's appearance clearly, Cohen's eyes widened suddenly!
"Hey, I'm going to the bathroom, Fatty, let you in -" Tinker's head appeared at the door.
But he saw clearly the posture of the two hugging each other, raised his eyebrows, and immediately changed his words:
"Oh, excuse me."
"You guys continue."
Tinker seemed to be quite accustomed to this kind of thing. He apologized skillfully and closed the door with a bang.
The two people, hugging each other and pressing against the wall, looking at each other, were left in the dark and ambiguous corridor again.
"You are..." With the light just a moment ago, Cohen finally recognized the young man in front of him, which was unbelievable.
"temple--"
Thales was startled and immediately stopped him from shouting his name: "Waiya!"
"My name is Wyatt."
He looked around warily and kept winking at Cohen.
Cohen was stunned for a moment.
But maybe Cohen knew the real Wyatt, or maybe he, who was also in disguise, finally had his brain figured out. The security officer quickly let go of Thales and laughed.
"Oh oh oh, Huaiya! It turns out it's you, brother Huaiya!"
Cohen patted Thales on the shoulder, as if he was affectionate to a brother.
After breaking free from the restraints, Thales breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the countless doors in the corridor and also put on a fake smile:
"Hahaha, yes, what a coincidence, co-"
"Robik!" Cohen said quickly, also stopping the prince from calling his name.
"My name is Lobik, Lobik Dilla."
The security officer smiled and pointed at himself.
Thales's mind changed and he chuckled.
"Oh oh oh, Brother Luobik!"
He beat Cohen's chest, and the two of them looked around cautiously.
To outsiders, it looks like two friends who have not seen each other for a long time are both excited.
Damn it.
Why did I meet this stupid guy?
Damn it.
Why did I encounter this trouble?
During the exchange of glances, the two of them patted each other's shoulders and chests passionately, adding a hint of secret competition.
With a bang, the door opened again, letting out light that illuminated the corridor.
"Can I go to the bathroom now-"
Tinker, who had his head exposed at the crack of the door, saw the two people's hands on each other's bodies and immediately stopped talking again.
"Damn, it's been so long," Tinker's face tightened, he retracted his head impatiently and closed the door:
"Still doing foreplay?"
The door closed, and Thales and Cohen came to their senses and let go of each other awkwardly.
"Cohen, ah, no, brother Robick."
"This is Hongfang Street, what are you doing here?"
Cohen choked.
"Inspection, inspection?"
Thales raised his eyebrows:
"Um?"
Cohen coughed and spoke sternly:
"Ahem! You know, I am the security officer of the Xicheng Police Department, Hongfang Street..."
"This is my jurisdiction."
Thales looked at him suspiciously.
But Cohen had an idea.
"Wait a minute," the security officer said in an upright tone, looking like a shrewd ideological and political teacher who caught a student absent from class:
"Brother Huai Ya, what are you doing here again?"
Now it was Thales' turn to choke.
The prince paused for a few seconds and looked back at Cohen confidently:
"Inspection."
Cohen's cheek twitched:
"ah?"
Thales raised his fist and coughed into his fist:
"Ahem! You know, I am the second prince of the Kingdom of Stars, and the entire capital..."
Thales raised his head and said seriously:
"This is all my jurisdiction."
Cohen was stunned for a second, then narrowed his eyes and glanced in disbelief.
Thales gave a fake smile, stared back, and looked back without any sign of weakness.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
In the dim corridor, the prince and the security officer stared at each other, expressing their disdain and dissatisfaction with each other's words and excuses.
Just when the two sides are staring at each other, trying to force their opponents to submit timidly in the pressure-filled gaze...
With a bang, the door opened again.
"How much do you want-" Tinker's face appeared at the door, his expression becoming more and more impatient.
But when he saw the two of them standing face to face, looking at each other lovingly, he was immediately suffocated.
"Fuck," Tinker looked at the two people who had no time to pay attention to him, and finally suppressed his complaints and muttered, closing the door:
"I'm still distracted..."
Thales and Cohen finally woke up, looked away, and both coughed.
But after the coughs fell, the two of them raised their heads at the same time and explained respectively:
"You know, the Police Department occasionally needs to collect intelligence..."
"Well, well, the prince also occasionally inspects the people..."
The two of them each spoke their own words, their voices mixed together, and they basically didn't pay attention to what the other person was saying. They could only judge the progress of the conversation through each other's expressions.
But fortunately, they were particularly in tune in this regard and stopped at the same node.
"Then when we meet this time..." Cohen said tentatively.
Thales understood what he said:
"There's no need to spread the word?"
The air was quiet for a while.
After a second, they looked at each other, nodded solemnly with serious faces.
The two reached out and shook hands, reaching a rare consensus:
"Um!"
boom!
This time, the door was pushed open violently and ruthlessly.
"I said, it's not like there are no vacancies," Tinker's head appeared at the door again: "Can you please leave me here?"
This time, he looked anxious and clenched his fists, feeling inexplicably angry: