Glover listened to Tinker's complaints silently, and he was so worried that he did not speak.
"Anyway, today's situation is special," Tinker came back to his senses:
"Lillian found the green-skinned one in particular, hoping to scare away the black silk-skinned ones."
Glover frowned and raised his head:
"Gangster Brotherhood? What happened?"
"Don't you know yet?"
Speaking of this, Tinker sighed, bored:
"The brotherhood's prostitute - a bitch named Belicia - has disappeared and was kidnapped in Rouge Street."
After hearing the interesting content, Thales became alert.
Belicia was kidnapped on Red Square Street.
And he knew exactly who did it.
Glover frowned: "What does that have to do with you?"
Tinker shrugged:
"Girls from the north are popular these days, right? A few days ago, that Belicia got into a grudge against Lillian because she was fighting over some new girls from the north."
"So the gangsters thought it was us, so they brought a bunch of people over to put pressure, and all the stores were 'taken care of' - especially here, you know, that damn bitch and her 'one-night stand'
, even if they are not trying to steal girls from the north, they have been trying to avoid us over the years."
Tinker sighed:
"Because of this matter, Hongfang Street has been abuzz all day, and the atmosphere is tense. Huh, there was a blind horse-drawn carriage just now, and it is still running rampant on Hongfang Street - by the way, you saw that
Have you set up a carriage?"
The rampaging carriage...
Glover was stunned for a moment, but after being reminded by Thales' gaze, he shook his head numbly.
"So you did it?"
Thales quickly took over the conversation and diverted Tinker's attention:
"Kidnapper from the Brotherhood?"
Tinker glanced at Thales and then cast a doubtful look at Glover, who said it was okay.
"Of course it's not us—"
Tinker denied it at first, but after hesitating for a while, his tone finally softened:
"Well, I don't know either."
He thought for a while:
"Boss Kathleen probably didn't do it, but I don't dare to say that Red Viper, Wanderer, or other people in the gang definitely didn't do it."
"This is such a big matter, don't the big shots of the Blood Bottle Gang know about it?" Glover was a little confused.
Tinker sneered.
"You've been away for too long, Fatty. The situation has long been different."
"Six years ago, there was a one-night battle on Hongfang Street. We were beaten to a pulp and our vitality was severely damaged. We could not have saved this place. All kinds of romantic businesses had to be turned into black silk cash cows."
Thales perked up his ears.
Tinker was a little emotional and helpless:
"It was Boss Kathleen who came forward. With her background as a big shot, she persuaded the green men, especially the chief defense officer, to intervene, forcing the black men to sit down and negotiate. At least they were forced to agree to a truce and give up half of the newly occupied territory."
Tinker sighed:
"But the Blood Bottle Gang has been different since then. The potential newcomers like the Twelve Strongest have been scattered to death, and there is almost nothing left, and the "big mana master behind the scenes" that the gang has always claimed is a nobody.
See you..."
"There are only three of the eight superpower cadres left, and they are not convinced by each other: Kathleen is the most popular and inherited most of the territory, but she chose to negotiate a peace and strike with the black silks and suffered a lot of criticism; Red Viper, on the other hand,
Not willing to give in, he advocated taking back the interests, but with his little manpower and gestures, he still made enemies everywhere. I can only say that it would be good if he didn't do any harm. In addition, 'Wanderer' Fogg was brought back from the Blade, and he did have a group of people under his control.
I always want to get a piece of the pie, but I just don’t have a good way...Other Xinshantou are either ineffective or still immature and not good enough."
"So we were scattered, with inconsistent orders and constant internal fighting, and the power of the business territory was constantly lost. On the other hand, the black silk men on the opposite side worked together to prosper - the hard-fisted Qincha, the iron-hearted Roda, the eyed Lancer, the alpha wolf Feisuo, and the tearer.
Anton, Fatty Maurice, over the past few years, each boss has become stronger and stronger... Have you noticed that we don't even mention the legend of the Black Sword and the three killers now."
When Thales heard this news, he was shocked to realize that since he left, the underground world of Yongxing City and even the Kingdom of Stars has been turned upside down and is no longer the same as before.
Tinker spread his hands:
"You can see it from the comparison of the business of 'One Night Encounter' and 'Laiya Club': we are constantly unable to make ends meet, and we are just struggling to support ourselves - when we robbed the northern girls a few days ago, we couldn't rob Bailey
That female fox in West Asia."
Glover stared at the lights in the room silently, not knowing what to think.
Tinker's words suddenly changed:
"But, first there was a business dispute with a girl from the north, and then there was the kidnapping of someone on Hongfang Street, where the two sides meet, and then some kidnapper's carriage crossed the border to stir up trouble... Hey, how can there be such a coincidence? Everything is so...
It goes against the pain point between us and Hei Sizi!"
Glover and Thales looked at each other expressionlessly.
Tinker continued to complain: "That's not all. You know that the Blood Bottle Gang started by selling private wine. As a result, in the past few months, everything from the brewing raw materials, the wine storage business to the wine sales channel has been in depression. Everything is not going well. Wine.
The market is crying out for food, but we cannot make wine. Customers and profits are being lost day by day. This is simply digging up the roots of gangs..."
"Also, it is said that several large blacksmith shops in South Street and the outskirts of the city, whether formal or shady, have been raided by Qingpi in the past few days. From the boss to the apprentice, they will arrest the judge. You must know that most of them are
We have a tacit understanding and agreement with the black silk people, and we build weapons and equipment for them. The black silk people are famous for being able to fight and dare to fight. How can we fight without weapons..."
"We suspect that Hei Sizi is eyeing our bootlegging business. Hei Sizi probably also guessed that we cut off their weapons supply with the help of the government..."
Thales' eyes moved.
I saw Tinker’s face full of clever calculations:
"Hey, I'm afraid there are careerists on both sides who want to cause trouble... The six years of peace between us and Hei Sizi are about to be broken."
Glover started to speak but stopped.
But Tinker snorted lightly and shook his head indifferently.
"Who knows, maybe this is the norm."
"The six-year peace that the two sides reluctantly reached under strong pressure is inherently abnormal - it feels like a deliberate falsehood."
There was silence in the room for a while.
"If the gangs start an all-out war again, Tinker," Glover said suddenly, "protect yourself—and Lillian."
"Do you still need to remind me?"
Tinker snorted disdainfully and slapped his chest:
"I participated in the 'One Night War' six years ago! That scene, that battle, that energy, that blood all over the streets... Damn it, I don't want to do it again in my life."
Glover looked at him silently:
"That's good, Tinker, that's good."
Seeing the other party say this, Tinker felt a little uncomfortable, but the unabashed shouts from the corridor relieved him from the embarrassment:
"Tinker, Tinker!"
"Where are you? Boss Kathleen is gathering people!"
This was a strange and young male voice, with an excited tone, and it sounded like he was a gang member:
"The black men said that the kidnapper's carriage had entered our territory, and insisted on coming in for a search. They started fighting with the brothers on the border, and several of them fell down. I felt that we were really serious this time! There was a war.
!”
Glover's expression changed: "Tinker, you..."
But Tinker sneered, stood up and opened the door a crack.
For a moment, his expression turned painful.
Tinker's face was twisted and he shouted in response to the door:
"Damn! I have diarrhea! My legs are weak..."
"I can't go!"
An angry reply came from the voice in the corridor:
"Did you make a mistake? You have diarrhea again? A few years ago you were the top twelve in the gang..."
Tinker's voice became urgent:
"Ahhh! I can't bear it anymore. I have to go to the toilet again and talk back!"
Tinker closed the door and sat back in his chair, no longer caring about the gangster who dragged him into a gang fight.
On the contrary, Glover and Thales looked at each other in shock.
"What's wrong?"
Tinker was a little dissatisfied with their looks and explained:
"I really have diarrhea, that's what I said when Boss Kathleen came to check on me...I, I..."
He touched his belly and his expression changed.
"Oops, I've finished my laxatives," Tinker said with some distress:
"I'll have to buy a few more packs later."
Glover and Thales both looked at him with complicated expressions.
"That's good, Tinker," Glover took a breath and understood some of the opponent's strategies:
"So fine."
But then the zombies seriously looked up:
"Tinker, if you and Lillian need my help..."
"Come on," Tinker waved his hand nonchalantly:
"You know clearly, right? With your current status and our current situation, helping others is harming others - wasn't the lesson learned last time enough?"
Glover paused for a moment.
Tinker was silent for a while, then slowly stood up.
"You and your young master, let's go after you have had enough rest," Tinker pointed at the inconspicuous Thales, patted Glover's strong arm, and there were unspeakable emotions hidden in his eyes:
"As for your unconscious brother, if it's inconvenient for you, we will hire a carriage to send it to you..."
Glover looked back at him, slightly confused:
"Thank you. I'll pay for the carriage fare... Also, I changed my job and my salary has also been increased. If you need money urgently..."
This sentence seemed to hit something. Tinker's face changed drastically and his tone became urgent:
"Hey! We don't need your dirty money!"
"Especially yours!"
Glover realized something and turned pale as well.
"I know, I know," this is the first time that Thales has seen a zombie in such embarrassment, dodging and looking ashamed:
"sorry."
Tinker stared at Glover for a while, and finally sighed.
"Fuck," Tinker looked away dissatisfied:
"Stop saying you're sorry."
"What you said makes me sick."
"I..." Glover was silent for a second, and then replied in despair:
"sorry."
Tinker clicked his tongue in pain, shook his head, gave up on correcting Glover, and walked towards the door.
"Also," Tinker turned his back to them, pressed his palm on the doorknob, and said hesitantly:
"You...you'd better not come here again."
Glover's breath hitched.
Tinker's mood was equally low, and he seemed to have made up his mind:
"I mean, if your enemy finds out again..."
"You can't protect us."
Glover was silent for a few seconds, then spoke with difficulty:
"I know."
Can't protect us.
Looking at Glover's expression, Thales suddenly felt something.
He remembered something.
I saw the zombie take a few deep breaths:
"I know, thank you, brother."
Tinker did not look back, but exhaled the same breath:
"We are no longer brothers, Fatty."
Not brothers anymore.
Glover paused slightly.
"Now that you have escaped this cesspit...then live the life you deserve."
Tinker opened the door gently and said in a lonely tone:
"You are... no longer one of us."
"Lillian, she hopes so too."
No longer one of us...
Thales saw that at that moment, Glover's arms were shaking.
But before the latter could speak, Tinker walked out of the room, leaving only the door closed.
Glover stared at the door in a daze, unable to regain his senses for a while.
After a few seconds, Thales felt that the atmosphere was about the same, so he moved slightly, came to the table from the corner, and coughed.
"Glover?"
Glover woke up and lowered his head in shame:
"I'm sorry, Your Highness."
"I shouldn't have just... I shouldn't have fought with that security officer."
"As for Lillian and Tinker... they don't know your identity, please bear with me."
Thales stared at him carefully and smiled slightly.
"You know, like everyone else, I thought Ms. Lillian was your lover at first."
Glover froze.
Thales sighed and moved the chair in front of him.
"So, do you have anything to explain to me about that lady?"
Glover raised his head with difficulty and stared at the prince blankly.
Thales looked around and tried his best to calm his tone:
"Don't worry, it's just you and me here."
The atmosphere in the room froze for a few seconds.
Glover hesitated to speak, but finally closed his mouth and his face became stiff.
"If you don't want to say it," Thales couldn't help but be disappointed, but he still showed an understanding smile and stood up:
"does not matter."
He walked towards the door:
"Put your clothes on. I'll wait for you outside. It's time to go back."
But right now.
"elder sister."
Glover's hoarse and painful voice came from behind:
"Lillian, she is my... biological sister."
Thales' eyes narrowed.
He slowly turned his head.
"And Tinker," Glover closed his eyes tightly:
"They are my...brothers and sisters from the same mother."
Thales opened his eyes wide.
"They? You?"
The prince was puzzled:
"But, but you are from the Glover family..."
"I told you, Your Highness," Glover opened his eyes with a tired look on his face: "I was once a beggar from the Blood Bottle Gang."
"That is true."
The room was quiet for a while.
Until Thales let go of the door handle and sat back in front of Glover.
"I understand."
The prince tried his best to look at him calmly and gently:
"Same mother?"
Glover nodded and was silent for a long time.
Thales didn't rush him, just waited for him to slowly figure it out.
"My mother, she is... she is in the flesh business," Glover said hoarsely, with a hint of relief that the secret was finally revealed:
"She had many guests and gave birth to seven children - or more, I can't remember, some died in infancy."
Thales didn't speak, but listened carefully and carefully.
"And my father."
Glover took a deep breath:
"He is a playboy who lives in the shadow of his family's fame, is mediocre and incompetent, and depressed."
The zombie's expression became calm again:
"Or as my grandfather would say, 'a loser.'"
Glover's father and grandfather.
Thales said silently.
"So one day, he came to Hongfang Street to have fun and met my mother."
"That was just an ordinary purchase of sex," Glover said in a calm tone, as if he was telling someone else's story:
"Left behind a vile bastard of a prostitute."
Despicable bastard.
Thales frowned.
"I have lived on this street since I was sensible," Glover said quietly: "Women and the smell of powder, guests and the smell of copper, screaming and moaning, cold, hunger and illness - that was my childhood.
"
"Lillian is the eldest child among us. She learned to lead us in the alleys and on the streets at a very young age, imitating the adults and working hard to survive."
Hide in the alleys and roam the streets.
Imitate the appearance of adults and work hard to live.
As Thales listened to his words, he gradually fell into a trance.
"Until a rude high-roller strangled my mother to death on the bed."
Glover looked terrifyingly calm:
"Since then, Lillian has taken on the role of mother, selling everything, spending everything she has, taking us children, her younger brothers and sisters, struggling to survive, hungry and full, suffering for a day, and suffering.
one day."
Struggling to survive.
Thales clenched his fists unconsciously.
"When we all get together, 'We are connected by blood and should help each other,' Lillian will teach us this."
"When she wandered on the streets, she was taken away by different men again and again, and then came back with poor coins and food, sometimes with pain," Glover said with a look of pain in his eyes.
The bandage appears red again:
"'We are brothers and sisters, and that's what matters most,' she always said, laughing and crying."
Thales stared at the lights on the table expressionlessly.
"Those were hard days," Glover paused for a moment, "dysentery, slugs—two of our siblings died of typhoid fever. Fern was caught during a failed theft, and after being carried back, he didn't
I can get through it.”
Died of typhoid...
Caught stealing…
Couldn't make it through...
Thales heard the beating in his chest getting faster and faster.
"Until Sister Leia took us in," Glover looked at the surrounding furnishings faintly: "Here."
"Laiya Club."
Thales took a deep breath.
"Aunt Leia, is she a good person?" The prince tried to hide his true emotions by participating in the topic.
"I wouldn't say that."
Glover shook his head:
"There are no good people who can make a living on the streets."
"At that time, everyone didn't call her Mammy, and this place wasn't called Laiya Club. Mammy herself was beautiful and had superb skills. She also had a deep relationship with the Blood Bottle Gang, and she got close to several cadres of the Blood Bottle Gang."
"She was planning for herself and fell in love with Lilian's appearance and tenacity."
"As for the few of us, we are just additional ones."
"But that's not important. What's important is that from that time on, we became the beggars of the Blood Bottle Gang."
Thales' eyes wandered, as if he saw a dilapidated house with several unkempt children squatting inside.
"Lillian was taken away by her nanny, and her life was much better. But in the Blood Bottle Gang, the person who manages the beggars is a former circus clown who plays with throwing knives. He has a weird temper, is suspicious by nature, and likes to tease us with a crazy laugh.
Practice the accuracy of flying knives."
"In the end, among us brothers and sisters, only Lillian, Tinker, me, and the youngest Teto were left."
Thales suddenly found that he had unconsciously raised his left hand and pressed on the burn scar under his chest.
"If everything develops normally, like most of the orphans born on this street, I will either join the Blood Bottle Gang as an errand boy or a thug, or I will run away on my own and find ways to become an apprentice or a farmer to find my own way."
Having said this, Glover's tone trembled:
"Until that day."
Thales raised his head subconsciously.
"That day, the clown in charge of beggars, with a crazy smile, rushed me, Tinker, and Tuto together, and handed them over to some neatly dressed but unsmiling people. Lillian was also sent there afterwards.
"
"We were taken to the Temple of the Sunset, and blood samples were taken from everyone."
Thales trembled slightly.
He seemed to have seen his "that day".
Dawn, blood and lights.
Glover said in a daze: "They sent us to the most beautiful house we have ever seen in our lives and ate the most delicious food we have ever eaten."
The most beautiful house.
The most delicious food.
Thales' eyes gradually became distracted.
Until Glover's tone tightened:
"Until they push through the door."
"Take me away."
There is boundless resentment hidden in the zombie's words:
"just me."
"I wanted to take my brothers and sisters with me, but those people didn't allow me. They just put me on the carriage respectfully but without question."
"Until I realized what they were going to do to the remaining people after I left - you know, they were all hired hands, doing this kind of thing, like silencing them afterwards."
Thales lowered his head and closed his eyes.
"I used all the tricks I learned on the streets to break free and jump out of the carriage,"
Glover took a deep breath with great effort, as if he had just blocked a full blow from an opponent:
"When I rush back..."
"Tinker was struggling wildly, Lillian was crying in pain, and Teto was only twitching."
Zombies grit their teeth:
"What do I want to do."
"But there are too many of them and they are too strong."
"I...I was too weak at that time."
I was then...
too weak.
Thales found that his arm placed under the table was trembling uncontrollably.
His memory seemed to return to that night, seeing Quaid's red nose again and the frightened and crying faces of the children.
"At that moment, an old but majestic knight arrived. He and his men drew their swords and rescued Tinker and Lillian."
Glover exhaled a painful breath:
"But Teto, our little brother... he is too young. When the rope is put around his neck, he can't breathe, let alone resist."
"Too late."
Too late.
Thales sat quietly.
"The old knight knelt down, rubbed the back of my hand and apologized to me, telling me that it was all an accident, and that he was my grandfather, with the same bloodline as mine, a royal knight, and the master of the Glover family.
and the watchman of the royal guard,"
"And he believes that no matter how embarrassing or humiliating it is, the blood of the Glover family cannot live on the streets."
Talking about his grandfather, Glover showed extremely contradictory eyes:
"My grandfather admired my loyalty and friendship to my blood compatriots. 'No amount of money can exchange this love,' he said."
"And he can protect and even sponsor my brothers and sisters, as long as I can deliver the same loyalty and friendship to me - a true brother."
Thales raised his eyes:
"Real... brothers?"
Glover nodded.
"I found out later that my father passed away that year. And Lozano - my half-brother - had typhoid fever, and they didn't know if he could survive it."
"As the backbone of the royal party, the Glover family needs a backup direct heir."
Zombies are dumbfounded.
"From that day on, I changed my name."
"My name is no longer Fatty, but Karen Glover."
"An illegitimate son from a humble and dirty background in the famous 'Wind Knight' Glover family."
Thales looked at him in trance, but he seemed to have seen that day six years ago, when he stood high in the Hall of Stars, facing the dense crowd of people in the Star Gathering Square.
【No matter what your past is, when you get up, you are...】
【Tails Theranja Lana Kessel Brightstar.】
【The second prince of the Kingdom of Stars.】
Thales closed his eyes and opened them again.
It was as if the light and shadow in front of my eyes were being washed away again.
"I understand."
The prince said tiredly:
"So, for you, this place, and them, Lillian, Tinker, Teto... that is your hometown and your past."
"Your indelible self."
Glover's eyes narrowed slightly.
But after a moment, he shook his head with a bitter expression.
"No."
"You don't understand, Your Highness."
"When I became more mature and independent, and entered the royal guard, especially when Lozano became more and more outstanding, when my grandfather finally passed away, when I became dispensable again..."
Glover stared blankly at the room in the Leya Club.
"Finally one day, I came back and reunited with them and my brothers and sisters."
Reunion.
Thales remained silent.
But at that moment, Glover raised his hands with slight trembling and looked at his fingers that were calloused from practicing swordsmanship.
"But I found that all I brought to them was still pain."
"No matter it was little Teto's misfortune back then."
"It's something that will happen later."
Thales' nerves became tense.
"What happened?" he asked softly.
Glover snorted softly, full of sarcasm.
"You know, Your Highness, I am not a gregarious person and I don't know how to communicate. I reluctantly entered the vanguard wing of the Guard by relying on my grandfather's name, but I offended a lot of people."
"They—a few bastards in the Pioneer Wing who have a grudge against me, somehow knew about my origins and my relationship with..."
Glover lowered his head sadly:
"Relationship with Lillian."
Thales sighed.
"So, after I fought with them again, that night, those bastards came here in groups."
Glover's voice was low:
"They spent an unprecedented amount of money on Lillian."
His voice began to tremble:
"They, they locked her up in a house..."
Thales felt heavy and pursed his lips:
"A cowardly move."
Glover ignored him:
"When Tinker, bruised and bruised, knocked on my door in the middle of the night..."
"I had to go to the Glover family's mansion and do what I least wanted to do - ask Lozano for help and find the best doctor for the dying Lillian."
The zombie had to pause to adjust his emotions.
The room became quiet.
Thales was silent for a while and then spoke again:
"Those people, those dudes in the royal guard, who are they?"
"It's not important anymore," Glover shook his head with a gloomy expression: "It has been solved."
"solve?"
Glover snorted sarcastically, with hatred and determination in his eyes:
"You know, those bastards were sure that I didn't dare to take the risk, so they proudly showed off to me and told me how they tortured her that night..."
Thales was speechless as he thought of the horrific scars on Lilian's body just now.
Glover swallowed his throat and gritted his teeth:
"I...I can't control myself."
Thales nodded:
"Like today?"
Glover closed his eyes:
"sorry."
"I made a big mistake by attacking my colleagues, and I got into a big trouble. Losano tried to make connections, found legal rules, and tried his best, but he could only barely save my life."
Glover opened his eyes, but there was no light inside, leaving only deep numbness:
"Until one day, a man came to the guard's confinement well."
"He told me that he is the new watchman of the royal guard and needs a new subordinate."
"So I walked out of the confinement well and followed Lord Mallos to the Western Wasteland."
I see.
The two were silent for a while again, until Thales spoke:
"Glover..."
But the zombie seemed to be suddenly awakened and interrupted the prince regardless:
"So I know."
Glover clutched the bandages on his body tightly, his face twisted:
"Everything changed the moment I was taken away by my grandfather a long time ago."
Thales stared at him silently, suddenly understanding what "empathy" meant.
"We, Lillian, Tinker, I..."
Glover exhaled a painful breath, feeling both angry and relieved:
"We can't go back."
"forever."
At that moment, many scenes and words flashed through Thales's mind.
Beggar.
Hands and feet.
The day that changed my destiny.
new life.
Old burdens.
The prince heard Gilbert's words in a trance:
【Maybe the day you find them.】
【That's the day you kill them.】
The next second, Thales took a deep breath and woke up from his memories.
"Glover."
The prince's voice sounded steadily, with an unquestionable meaning:
"Can you still walk?"
The zombie looked up in confusion.
"Your Highness?"
Thales looked at the door expressionlessly, not knowing what to think.
"I want to go somewhere."
Glover was stunned for a second and then came to his senses:
"Your Highness, Conmuto is not here and I am the only one. We are short of manpower..."
Thales smiled, and before he could finish speaking, he spoke towards the door:
"Robik?"
"Brother Lubik?"
There was silence outside the door and no response.
Glover looked confused.
Thales felt that he was losing face, so he raised his voice:
"Robik! Robik Silly Big Dilla!"
Still no response.
The air suddenly became awkward.
Until Thales took a deep breath, put his hands in front of his mouth like a trumpet, and shouted angrily:
"Koen Nima's Karabyan!"
There was a bang outside the door, as if someone suddenly hit the door panel.
Glover's expression changed. He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and just stared at the door dully.
Sure enough, the next moment, the door opened, and Officer Cohen's bruised and swollen face was revealed through the crack in the door, full of fear and confusion.
"What? Brother Huai Ya..."
Thales interrupted him directly: "Get ready, follow me to a place."
Cohen was startled: "Where?"
"Downtown area."
down town……
Both Glover and Cohen were stunned.
After a few seconds, the security officer cautiously spoke tentatively:
"But, but that is the territory of the Black Street Brotherhood..."
Thales' eyes turned cold:
"Are you scared?"
"First-level security officer of the West City Security Department, Your Excellency Karabiyan?"
Cohen paused, slightly annoyed, but still hesitant:
"It's not that, it's just that, forgive me for reminding you, the Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang have recently started to show signs of becoming tense..."
Thales narrowed his eyes:
"Are you scared?"
"No, no, no," Cohen shook his head hastily:
"I mean, although I am very strong, and even though the big brother sitting over there is only a little bit weaker than me (Glover snorted disdainfully), if I crash into the brotherhood's lair..."
"Are you scared?"
"Of course not. I have been to Xiacheng District several times, but the roads there are not easy to walk. It is very easy to get lost. Once you get lost, it will be dark..."
"Are you scared?"
"No, but you are a prince after all. If you accidentally bump into it..."
"Are you scared?"
"No, no, one more thing, I came here on leave today, it doesn't count as a work-related injury, and the medical expenses will not be reimbursed..."
"Are you afraid——"
boom!
Cohen slammed the door angrily, causing a loud noise!
I saw him full of magnificence and looking forward to death:
"His grandma's, if there's anything great about it, just go!"
The security officer gritted his teeth and roared in a Western Wilderness dialect: