When Thales entered the room again, Lilian had already given Glover medicine and re-bandaged it.
"What is he here for?"
Lilian kept her hands on her hands. She frowned and looked at Thales, who looked confused, and then looked at Glover:
"Is this your bodyguard mission again? Looking after a certain noble young master? Including when he is visiting prostitutes?"
Glover looked at Thales and nodded subtly.
Thales coughed.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Lilian? Well, I am the second prince..."
Under Glover's frightened eyes and Lilian's doubtful eyes, Thales added words in time and said with a smile:
"The attendant of..."
"Wya Castle."
Thales smiled falsely, rubbed his hands and stood in the corner.
Glover breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his head to drink water.
"Wow, the prince's attendant," Lilian raised her eyebrows, unintentionally exuding a thousand kinds of charm: "You look very powerful."
"Are you here to have fun?"
Thales waved his hand and stuffed himself into a corner, trying his best to appear harmless:
"No, no, no, I just... came over to take a look."
Lilian looked at his figure and face, her eyes wandering:
"Prince's Attendant..."
The woman smiled charmingly:
"So, little brother Huaiya, your daily job is to suck that prince's cock?"
puff!
Grover at the table squirted out a mouthful of water.
Thales' expression also froze.
suck……
"Haha, ah haha," Thales twisted his cheeks and tried his best to relieve his embarrassment:
"Ma'am, you are so funny..."
Lilian arched her eyebrows and glanced at Glover:
"So, Fatty'er is going to bring you here to have sex?"
Glover's expression froze.
Thales awkwardly waved his hand again:
"Me? No, no, no..."
But Lilian ignored him, instead she stretched out her finger to rub her lips in a charming manner and thought about it for a moment.
"Let me think about it, no, at his age and body, greedy sluts like Cosette and Olivia will fuck him to death..."
Lilian's eyebrows lit up, and there was something more in her eyes when she looked at the boy:
"How about I take the order personally and give it to you?"
Thales was stunned.
boom!
"No!"
Before Glover could wipe the water from his mouth, he subconsciously slapped the table:
"No!"
Glancing at Glover's anxious, painful and indignant (even slightly warning) eyes, Thales felt a thump in his heart and chuckled:
"You misunderstood, Miss Lillian...I, um, I really didn't come here..."
Lilian woke up and felt a little embarrassed:
"Oh, I understand, you are not here to satisfy your craving for a girl."
Thales breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:
"Yes, I'm not..."
But Lilian rolled her eyes and smiled:
"It doesn't matter, we also have male technicians here!"
Thales' smile hardened.
"Whether you like a muscular man or a haggard boy, a middle-aged weird uncle or an octogenarian..."
Thales's face changed again and he waved his hands crazily:
"No, no, no, I don't want a man either..."
"Men don't like it either?"
Lilian was startled and looked him up and down again.
The leading lady in the club looked outside the door and finally sighed.
"Believe me, young master," Lilian looked at Thales with a strange expression:
"Sissi is beautiful and understands men's itch, but he is not a light-hearted person. If you fall in love with him, it will be more difficult than you."
Eh?
Sissi?
Thales was startled for a moment, then realized what he was doing.
"I--"
Thales' face turned red and he tried his best to skip the word "whoring":
"I'm really not here...to do your business!"
Glover, who had been looking weird for a long time, also reminded in a low voice:
"Lillian!"
A few seconds later, seeing Thales' embarrassment, the leader of the Laiya Club smiled.
"I know," Lilian crossed her arms, her upper body swaying in a seductive arc, but exuding a sense of competence and sophistication:
"I just want to see if you really don't know how to do it, or if you are just thin-skinned."
Thales paused again and looked at the other person blankly.
"It seems now," Lilian looked at him again and shook her head: "It's both."
She covered her mouth and smiled:
"Haha, a baby."
Thales' face turned dark.
He wanted to explain that he was not, really not...
But after Lilian finished teasing him, her expression turned cold.
"Now, you guys, get out of here when you're done."
Hearing this, Glover hesitated for a while:
"Lillian, I didn't mean it today..."
"Yes! It's not intentional!" Lillian interrupted him sternly, once again showing her unwavering aura:
"You said the same thing last time!"
Glover's voice was choked and he suddenly fainted.
Thales swallowed and subconsciously moved closer to the corner to avoid this "lovers' quarrel".
But Lilian wasn't over yet, anger and pain showed in her eyes:
"But those burns, cuts and whip marks on my body, those shame and marks, they haven't gone away yet!"
While she was talking, this charming and fierce girl didn't hesitate to lift up her thin top!
Expose your beautiful upper body naked in front of two people!
Thales and Glover were so frightened that they both turned their heads and closed their eyes.
"Do you want to take a look? Look!" Lilian's voice changed a bit. She stared at Glover who closed her eyes and did not dare to look up. She looked sad and aggressive at the same time:
"Your achievement? What you gave me!"
Although it was just an unintentional glance, Thales had enough to see that despite her beautiful shape, Lilian's upper body, from neck to chest, waist to abdomen, was scarred and heartbreaking.
This made him startled: What kind of grudges had accumulated between Glover and his confidante, leading to such a strange relationship?
The sound of getting dressed filled the air.
"Open your eyes," Lilian said coldly:
"I'm dressed."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lillian," but Glover did not open his eyes. He spoke painfully, his voice trembling:
"I'm cuddling-"
Lillian interrupted him.
"Yeah, sorry? Apologize?"
Lilian's words were full of hatred and heartache, complex and subtle.
"No matter before or after, this is all you will say."
She put on her clothes, sneered and looked away, like a long-dead lover:
"Every fucking time."
As soon as these words came out, Glover suddenly turned pale.
He shook hard, as if he had received a heavy blow.
Thales stood silently in the corner, not daring to say a word.
This is not his battlefield.
A few seconds later, facing the heartless Lilian, Glover stood up slumped:
"I see."
He held down the table with difficulty and turned to the door, even ignoring Thales:
"I'm leaving now."
At this moment.
"Wait a moment!"
Lilian's voice came again coldly.
Glover's body froze in place.
"Wait until your blood dries before leaving," Lilian stared at the bandages on his body with a complicated expression:
"They'll scare away the guests."
Lilian's footsteps sounded, heading towards the door.
Glover remained motionless, not even daring to look back at her, let alone speak.
"What are you looking at?"
Lilian noticed Thales who was watching, her eyes sharpened, and she tried to pull off her clothes:
"mine**?"
Thales was startled and quickly lowered his head.
Lillian looked at him for a second, then smiled and pushed the door open and left in a charming manner.
"Humph, chick."
The door closed.
In the ambiguously decorated room, Thales and Glover both breathed a sigh of relief.
The former leaned completely against the wall, while the latter sat unsteadily on the chair.
One is thoughtful and thoughtful, the other is dejected.
"Glover?" Thales asked tentatively.
"Yes, Your Highness Huaiya?" Halfway through the slumped Glover's response, he realized that there was no one else in the room and changed his honorific title.
The topic stopped here, and both of them were silent for a while.
It seems that Lillian's influence has not been eliminated.
Finally, Thales sighed and broke the silence:
"How is Conmuto doing?"
Glover came back to his senses and said in a daze:
"Tinker moved him to another room, and he has to rest for a while - Master Karabyan and I are both hard to fight with."
Thales frowned:
"So, Cohen, you recognize him?"
Glover nodded, his mood still at the bottom and absent-minded:
"When we call it a day."
The two fell into silence again.
Thales finally couldn't help but said: "About just now..."
With a click, the door opened again.
Thales and Glover instinctively shut up and looked away from each other.
"Ah, this soaking in urine lasts so long, it makes me so happy..."
Tinker let out a sigh of comfort while carrying his pants and walking in.
"Hey, I saw Lillian going out."
He looked at the depressed Glover in the room and automatically ignored the shorter young Thales who was huddled in the corner.
Tinker sat down in front of Glover and sighed:
"You...you have to understand her, Fatty."
Hearing this title, Glover trembled slightly.
"I understand," the zombie slowly came back to his senses. He looked at the man in front of him, showing gratitude and intimacy: "Thank you, Tinker."
"brother."
Tinker's eyebrows moved.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Tinker hesitantly reached out his hand, as if he wanted to pat Glover on the shoulder, but stopped when he saw the bandage on the other person's body.
"So," Tinker said with a complicated expression, "you were whipped by your boss again? Like last time?"
Glover looked gloomy and shook his head:
"no the same."
Tinker snorted:
"Will you be as unlucky as last time? You know, you were locked up for several months-"
"No."
Glover shook his head in denial and subconsciously looked at the corner:
"I have a new boss."
"He... has a good temper."
Thales quickly lowered his head and said "I don't know you".
"That's good," perhaps because it was out of context, Tinker didn't notice these small interactions, but sighed in a long voice: "Those days, Lillian was going crazy."
Hearing this name, Glover was touched and trembled again.
The two men sat facing each other in silence.
"I don't understand." A few seconds later, Glover, who seemed to have regained some of his energy, remembered something and became angry:
"That green guy outside—"
Glover stopped talking, glanced at Thales, and changed to his formal title:
"I mean the vigilance officer."
Tinker shook his head indifferently: "Hmm?"
Glover withdrew his doubtful gaze:
"Isn't he Lillian's man?"
"No," Tinker chuckled and shook his head: "Lillian said he is a good man, that's great."
"Too good to be her man."
Faced with the profound words, Glover was silent for a while.
"Not her man...that means you are just cooperating with Qingpi?"
Tinker chuckled lightly:
"Cooperation? That idiot Qingpi? Is he just so smart?"
Thales on the side raised his eyebrows and felt sorry for Cohen's reputation for a second.
"He thinks that we are cooperating with him - if it makes him feel a sense of accomplishment, he will protect us in turn."
Tinker said sarcastically:
"Lillian has known him for a long time. I have to say that sometimes that guy is quite useful."
He glanced at Glover for a second:
"It's better than expecting a noble bastard with many enemies to protect us, right?"
Hearing this, Grover choked again:
"I……"
As if anticipating the other party's reaction, Tinker waved his hand impatiently:
"Okay, I'm just kidding."
He exhaled and mouthed toward the door:
"That green-skinned guy named Kashayang came here a few years ago. He is a stupid young man. Just like all the other young green-skinned guys who have just arrived, they are straight-headed, stubborn, and embrace the great ideal of fairness and justice."
"After the 'One Night War', he jumped up and down from the black streets to the underground streets, from Hongfang Street to Linhe Street, from the Brotherhood to the Iron Bat Society, and once caused chaos in Xiacheng District and Xihuan District, and there was no peace.
——He is hated by everyone, I heard that even in the hometown of the Green Skins, there are many people who dislike him."
Thales' mind moved as he digested Cohen's activities over the years.
"It doesn't matter if you have good skills and good endurance. After all, it's not like we have never encountered such a green-skinned person before," Tinker crossed his arms and smiled sarcastically:
"But I heard that his background is not ordinary, and he even served on the Western Front. The big guys in the gang are unwilling to confront him. Otherwise, at his level, he can still be active and arrogant to this day?"
Glover's eyes focused slightly:
"So, he made a difference?"
"Change?" Tinker twitched his lips silently as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.
"I admit, it might be quite new at first: wow, here comes a Qingpiwo who has skills, a backer, and seems to have a little conscience."
At this point, Tinker sneered disdainfully.
"But as everyone - both us and the black men - gradually figured out how to deal with this fool: buy the connections around him, figure out the principles of his actions, see his law enforcement habits, and see what people are doing.
We even cut off his enthusiasm from both ends: we would hide the people he wanted to catch in advance, and bribe Qingpi to release the people he caught, give him false information, trip him up, and send him to death for a few years.
It’s passed…”
Tinker's mood became lower and lower as he spoke, and his sarcasm became more deliberate.
"Facts have proved that he is no different from the black-hearted green men in the past."
He tutted and shook his head in disdain:
"At most, you can have a little fun jumping around."
Thales sighed secretly in his heart.
He heard that Tinker, who had a close relationship with both Glover and Lillian, seemed to be a member of the Blood Bottle Gang.
If Glover was once a beggar of the Blood Bottle Gang, as he said, then their old acquaintance relationship would be understandable.
But - Thales was a little strange - why did Tinker have such complicated feelings when talking about Cohen?
Grover was silent for a while, then snorted angrily:
"I have a friend who is right: that green guy has something wrong with his brain."
"You'd better have less contact with him."
Tinker laughed again.
But unexpectedly, this time he actually shook his head.
"It's nothing to do with your brain."
Tinker sighed:
"Red Square Street, Black Street, underground streets, big markets, sewers, and even Xingju Square and Fuxing Palace...the bricks, walls, plants and trees of Yongxing City have all been basking in the sun here for hundreds of years.
Drenched in hundreds of years of rain and snow.”
"Nothing has changed."
"It won't change."
Glover frowned and looked at him.
"It's as if someone used invisible glue to glue everything in the entire Yongxing City together, making it strong and sticky," Tinker said in a daze:
"No matter how wind blows or rains you, the sun or the rain, it will remain motionless."
Upon hearing this, Tails was stunned for a moment.
"And a guy with only ideals and morals, let alone a stupid little green-skinned guy, even if he is the smartest scholar, the most powerful warrior, the most powerful king in the world..."
Tinker looked lonely and helpless, and smiled indifferently:
"Humph, it's the same. Nothing can be changed."
Thales was in a daze for a moment.
Only ideals and morals...
Nothing can be changed.
"Just like the damn world we live in," Tinker leaned on the table, his whole mood depressed: "It will never change."