Cosma Empire

Dufo immediately greeted him when he returned to the temporarily sheltered residence. He knows that Durin is going out today to solve the threat that Gothor poses to them. He is also very nervous, because the current fellowship is far worse than Gothor in terms of size and strength.

Gothor is different from Wood. Wood has been whitewashed. The so-called whitewashing is not just to completely erase past things that can’t be known to most people, but also to strip off some inappropriate things from the main body, such as him. There have been many thugs, many weapons, and some illegal business. He was like a tiger with a sharp claw and a fangs removed, introduced into the cage by the adults, and then put a label on the outside of the cage, the content is “tycoon.”

It seems that the prestige is incomparable. Everyone knows the tycoon Wood. In fact, the real situation is only clear in his own heart. Whether it is to maintain his own decent or status, he can not do things that are detrimental to his status. He can’t keep a lot of thugs, can’t do business that violates the rules of the game, and can’t do it directly, as before. No matter what happens to him, he must follow the rules and follow the rules of the game.

So Durin didn’t hesitate to deal with Wood.

What he is going to deal with is a tiger who has forgotten how to use the sharp claw and the fangs to shred the prey and laugh at the side of the jungle. What he has to deal with is just a gentleman who has been restricted by the big men with rules and regulations, and even the resistance is difficult to achieve.

And Gothor, he has not been bound by the rules of the game, although he has been obeying this rule, he is not a tycoon in the upper class, he is just a dirty gang leader. What he did before he crossed the hurdle was acceptable to everyone. Hey, isn’t he a gang leader? Doesn’t he do what he does?

So it was a very troublesome thing to go to Gothor, Durin, and Dufo. A fellow villager who had just been set up would leave Tenel and go to other cities to start again and struggle. If not, who is willing to be driven out in this way, leaving home? If you can, who wouldn’t want to leave the wind and go to the next bigger stage to pursue yourself?

“How, is there any way?” Dufo handed over a bottle of freshly opened wine. Durin waved his hand, he didn’t drink, or he rarely ate alcohol when it wasn’t necessary.

Hanging the windbreaker on the hanger, the room with yellow walls is slightly dim, and there are some water stains on the walls and ceiling that have been dried out. This is a temporary rented room, which is handled by others. .

He sat down on the sofa that had lost his elasticity, and the buttocks had an intimate contact with the planks under the cushions, and his buttocks were almost unsharpened. He put his arms on the armrests and looked like he was lying in the bathtub. He stood up again, rubbed his foot against the sofa, and walked back and forth a few steps before he looked at Dufo.

“There is now a way to get close to the mayor’s wife, Mrs. Vivian. According to my understanding, the mayor has already adopted a mistress outside, but he still respects Mrs. Vivian’s opinion. This is an opportunity. As long as Mrs. Vivian says a few words. Words are more useful than doing anything outside. It is not easy to get on Mrs. Vivian, you may need to sacrifice…”

Durin’s words were not finished yet. Dufo raised his hand to stop Durin from continuing. He lifted the bottle and sipped it, tore the collar, took a deep half of the cigarette, and his eyes were slightly red. Looking at Durin, “I don’t know where to go, maybe it’s dead on the battlefield, maybe it’s dead and ran away, my mother raised our brother sister, she hasn’t been easy in these years. I The younger brother younger sister is still young and needs someone to take care of. When I am gone, remember what you said before, I don’t ask you to really treat my family as your family, but you have to take care of them…”

“Remember to tell them, I love them!”

“Say, what do you want me to do, is it to kill someone, or do something else?”

Looking at Dufo, who was slightly excited, Durin snorted and then laughed directly. He smiled and felt a little pain in his stomach. Dufo was almost stupid. He looked at Durin straight away, not knowing if he said something wrong.

For a moment, Durin stopped laughing, but when he saw the stupid expression on Dufo’s face, he couldn’t help but laugh.

“Actually… it’s not what you think!” In the lingua franca, the word sacrifice and the word death are essentially indistinguishable. If you add a little touch to the word, it will change from ordinary death. A meaningful dedication is what everyone calls “sacrifice.” Durin said it was a bit fast, ignoring the qualifier and letting Dufo think that this might cost life to be able to impress Mrs. Vivian.

After Duin explained, Dufo also laughed. He smiled for a moment and rolled a white eye. He poured a bite of wine. “Scared me, I thought I had to go see God, and trouble you when you talk next time. The words are accurate, can I? I remember you went to the cram school with me!”

Durin shrugged, “Sorry, I admit my mistake, but you still have to ‘sacrifice’.”

“I think it’s much better now!” Dufo licked his face. “At least don’t need ‘death'”

Immediately after Durin told Dufo about the plan, Dufo’s face was green, and the feeling was really a sacrifice. He actually let him go to cater to an 40 old woman. The muscles on his face were stiff. “Can you… Change someone?”

Durin asked: “Do you think that among us, are there people who are more handsome and handsome than you?”, he spread his hand and asked himself, “Nothing at all, so in the end I can only take this difficult task.” I have given it to you. And you are not a loss, there is almost no consequence to play with a noble lady of the upper class, don’t you feel irritated?”, he leaned in front of Dufo, licking his shoulder, using a very The tone of … said: “If you think about it, you and the mayor will become the table brother, how can you say that you have more face?”

“If you think you can say that I can feel better in my heart, then your plan is lost!” Dufo ordered another cigarette and slammed his head down, and Durin did not interfere with his thinking. After a moment, he raised his head fiercely and forced the cigarette butt on the ground. “I agree, damn, I hate you and your plan, but I agree with the horse!”