Cosma Empire

Morris never put Guartian in his eyes, a group of failed races, and the Empire broke the average division throughout the empire. It is difficult for any city to make up 5,000 Guartian. In the face of such a group, Morris does not need to think too much. So he knows that the method that Durin said is that the method of catching Huon is indeed a suitable solution, and he has not considered the past.

When he arrived in three days, he took someone to take back the farm and then sold it. At that time, he can at least get the benefit of 150 pieces, which is what he cares most.

Your own wallet.

As a conscientious gang member, Morris’s daily life is very regular.

Every morning around nine o’clock in the morning, he will go out on time. He should get up before 8:30, and there is no appearance in the past three days, or delay in going out. When he went out, he wore a sweatshirt and jogged to the seventh street, about two kilometers away from the apartment where he lived. After entering the deli shop, he will put on a variety of attractive and gorgeous clothes, powdered his face, and then with a few men began to collect debts in various parts of the city.

Lunch is usually eaten at the home of those poor debtors. They will return to the deli at around 4 pm, and the day after the rice dumplings are completely black in the delicatessen, they will go back to the “Tropical Jungle” and play until after twelve o’clock. .

The tropical jungle is a popular underground dance hall. It is said to be a underground ballroom because it never limits the number of people. You can go straight in at any time, whether you are a person or a group of people. Regular bars, dance halls and other entertainment venues have strict safety and fire protection requirements, such as the maximum number of people, so many bars and dance halls often have a long queue.

But there is no such thing in the tropical jungle. The tropical jungle is in the air-raid shelter under the bridge across the 11th Street. The original organizers are a group of strange costumes, with some nails on their faces, which are separated from the mainstream aesthetics of a group of young people. . They will have music that is noisy for most people, but with a strong sense of rhythm, singing and dancing in the bomb shelter.

Gradually, this culture called “punk” is gradually being worshipped by young people, and people are constantly joining them until the bomb shelter becomes a Holy Land of a young people. You don’t have to pay expensive tickets here, you don’t need to wait in line to wait for the sex, just bring a dozen wines, or some drinks, cigarettes, plus some talkative, it is easy to integrate into this special group.

No matter which World, there is always something that makes people look like nothing. When more and more young people start to blend into the tropical jungle and treat it as the Holy Land at midnight, the punk cultures that were once worshipped by them are crowded out. Go out. It’s like a drop of ink can really change the color of water in a small bowl, but replace this small bowl with a fish tank and replace it with a lake. A drop of ink can’t change anything, but it will be assimilated.

A large number of mainstream cultures poured into this pond, and the original punk culture of Holy Land once again became the mainstream culture of Holy Land.

Morris will play here very late every day, and if he meets the right girl, he will leave early. However, his taste is very special. He likes those young students. The higher his education, the more interested he is.

The sky gradually darkened, and Morris drove again with a man to the cross-river bridge on the 11th Street. After he locked the door, he walked along the spiral staircase of the maintenance passage of the bridge to the river. He walked less than an 100 meter along the river, and he could faintly hear the music. Morris’s face showed a sly smile, and as he walked, he twisted his body as if he were on the dance floor.

Going forward for about ten meters or so, there is a rusty iron gate, and the moment when the iron gate is pushed open, the music that has gradually become clear suddenly enlarges, and a strong smell of alcohol goes from the darkness. To the assaults the senses. The smell of this wine is also mixed with some sweaty smell and some inexplicable taste. Morris has long been accustomed to it. After walking through the channel of about two ten meters dark down, I came to a huge empty space.

This is one of the many air defense facilities in Tenel City. It was once a guarantee of people’s life safety, but at this time, it seems to be no different from the most brilliant time, and it is full of people.

The young people spontaneously brought in some stones and boxes from the outside, as well as the steps and facilities that were previously there, like a small arena. In the dim light, in the music of the world, countless young bodies danced wildly in the middle of the open space, venting their emotions. Even if the face-to-face is very ugly in the “dance floor” of the other’s face, each and everyone men and women unload the camouflage of the day, and indulge their youth and the youth that is about to die.

Some girls have long been screaming, screaming, shaking their heads and squinting, as if they were in the clouds. Men may reach out and lick their oil on the girls, but who cares? No one knows who is after dawn, this is precisely the true essence of the tropical jungle.

Venting, indulgence, all negative emotions are evaporated immediately after entering here.

Morris laughed and squeezed into the dance floor, huddled with these young men and women and vented.

In the distant and black holes of each and everyone, from time to time, the red-haired voice is dispelled by huge music. For these people, it is heaven!

Morris, who has been swaying for a while on the dance floor, has never found a goal to start. Those who are too unrestrained do not like it. Perhaps this is related to his lack of culture and the awe of culture and the upper class. He really likes those who have culture, and the moment when a literate person rides under him, at that moment he feels like he has become omnipotent. He will use his own skills to tear up the girls’ academic qualifications, culture, and social status, just as he can conquer the entire World.

Suddenly, an unintentional glimpse, he saw a girl sitting quietly on the edge of the dance floor, with a pair of glasses, a long ponytail, very intellectual. Morris didn’t know what it meant to be intellectual. He only knew that this girl attracted herself.

“One person?”, he squeezed over and sat directly next to the girl. The girl glanced at him and moved to one side, keeping a distance from him.

The girl refused very decisively and pointed to the dance floor where she could not see who was. “No, there are my friends.”

Morris also moved over and once again sat down with the girl. “So what about me? I am fortunate to be your friend? Ms.?”

I have to say that Morris does have some capital. It is a good line and his somewhat ostentatious expression. It does make some girls who are stimulating interested, especially those who are prostitutes. Normally, the girls who are suppressed are more and more insulted.

The girl once again moved to the side. “I don’t like to make friends with strangers.”

The more the girl escapes, the more interesting Morris is, the more itchy in her heart. If you don’t say that there are slut factors in the human bones, Morris, who is sent to the dance floor, can’t look at his eyes. Instead, he is not willing to communicate with him. The more he hopes to succeed, the more he is not what? Of course, if you say something nice, it is a men’s desire to conquer. Men are not interested in things that are not difficult. Only things that are difficult to overcome are conquered.

“My name is Morris, people know me!” Morris moved again. “Hey, you know my name, then we are friends now!”

The girl sneered, “I don’t know you, and, if you are far away from me, I don’t like you.”

Again and again, the rejection of the same girl by the same girl, even Morris can not hold his face. His face is thick, but this attitude is too hurtful! Just when he considered whether to use other means, the girls’ friends might be tired and come back.

A total of three people, two girls, one boy. All three were covered in sweat, one of them was wearing tight-fitting clothes, and the two spurs on the chest made people feel dizzy with shaking. Morris glanced at him, rubbed his lips and moved his eyes to the faces of the three.

They are very young young people, and they don’t have the enthusiasm for entering the society. The best youth of God is painted on their faces, which makes Morris feel awkward.

He is also young, but now he is not young.

The boy looked at Morris with amazement and asked the girl, “Are you a friend?”

Not waiting for the girl to answer, Morris stood up and extended his hand. “Yes, we are friends, nice to meet you.”

The boy snorted and seemed to be unfamiliar with the etiquette between adults. He was slightly dull and reached out and Morris shook. It may be that the sudden use of adult etiquette gave him the illusion that he grew up, and he was very friendly and sat next to Morris.

“I never heard Nasha say that she has a friend like you, what is your name?”, the boy has no idea to make Morris feel very interesting, this is a person with academic qualifications!

Morris hooked his fingers behind him and said, “I am Morris. I have a little face in Tenel. If there is anything I need help, I can come to me at any time.”, while speaking Morris’s follow-up When a bottle of wine came, the boys and girls saw the bottle and the eyes lit up.

He is just like showing off in general, and some proudly show off: “Golden, some places sell 18 bottles!”, 18 dollars in Tenel City is enough to reach the lowest income level of the middle class, In other words, this bottle of wine is equal to a middle class, two ordinary workers a month’s salary! He fluently opened the lid and smiled and asked: “Would you like a cup?”