Cosma Empire

Mr. Peter's egg had been injured, and there was some unspeakable problem, which made him unable to have offspring like a normal man, but this does not mean that he cannot do some things that adult men can do. Apart from the terminal illness of infertility, he doesn't have any other functional problems, so he doesn't mind a little more other projects at night.

It was once rumored that he had several mistresses. In fact, these are people’s misunderstandings about him. He put all his energy and body and mind into politics. How could he have time to do such meaningless things? And the source of this rumor actually came from himself.

He knows that if a mayor is too "far" away from ordinary people, it will create an unacceptable illusion. He still needs the votes of these people, so he must stand with everyone. Create some innocuous negative lace news to entertain the public. Not only will it not affect and damage your positive image, but it will also make all citizens feel like a real person, but they just don't know each other.

He makes mistakes, has a mistress, and occasionally utters a few foul words. He maintains his image very well. If Vivienne hadn't insisted on a divorce, he wouldn't have done such extreme things.

After he asked the girl this question, the girl was obviously stunned for a moment, and then she answered him, "Sir, I'm an adult, you don't have to worry." She licked her lips again, and bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, If it weren't for the yellowish teeth that were exposed, it would indeed be a bit intriguing.

Peter looked her up and down, and finally focused on the girl's hand. Men look at their feet and women look at their hands. Even if some cover-ups are done for these two parts, it is difficult to cover them all. It can be seen that this girl is only in her teens, Mr. Peter smiled, he likes young girls.

When I'm with young girls, I feel young too. Being young is a good thing, because being young means you can make mistakes, and you have more time and energy. He likes being young, but he doesn't like his age. .

He opened his arms and hugged the girl into his arms amidst the girl's low cry, and asked the bartender to serve the same glass of wine and handed it to the girl. Just when the girl was about to catch the wine glass, his fingers lightly touched the back of the girl's hand. The girls who hang out in this kind of occasion are very clever and spiritual, otherwise they would have become those skilled women.

The girl stopped her movements resolutely, and then looked at Peter. Peter took out a ten-yuan bill from his pocket, and shook it between his fingers, "Drink it in one gulp, this is yours."

The girl's eyes lit up. Ten yuan is definitely ten yuan in this place in Tenell. Ten yuan can do a lot of things. The monthly income of an ordinary middle class is only more than 30 yuan to 40 yuan. Now she only needs one drink, and she has half a month's income of her alcoholic father. She immediately picked up the four-ounce wine glass and drank the strong liquor in one gulp, her face turned red immediately, a surge of heat slid down her throat and into her stomach with a burning sensation, Stomach toppled like an earthquake.

After about a few seconds, she breathed a sigh of relief, which was full of alcohol, and then she looked at Peter.

Peter stuffed ten dollars into the hollow between the girl's two small slopes, and took out a ten-dollar bill.

The woman's face was flushed, and she smiled coquettishly and picked up the wine glass that was refilled again, "You want to get me drunk? Then you have succeeded!" As she spoke, she drank the wine again. Peter was very trustworthy and handed over the ten yuan gave it to her.

The two played for only a short while, and the girl was already showing a drunken state, and felt a little nauseous. This happens when Gao Gao drinks too fast. She covered her mouth and struggled, struggled out of Peter's arms, and ran to the bathroom. She needed to vomit for a while.

Looking at the girl's embarrassed back, Peter showed a happy smile, maybe this is the reason why those businessmen pursue wealth,

It's just that they don't know that the happiness brought by the pursuit of power is far infinitely greater than the happiness obtained by using money.

When the girl was leaving, another girl came over. This girl is obviously of a slightly higher class, at least the clothes she wears are not so cheap, and she has some special temperament. She didn't lean on Peter's body naked, but kept a certain distance, and asked with a smile, just like many boys approach girls, "Alone?"

Peter pouted, "There is one more, but go and spit it out."

The girl was not at a loss for words because of Peter's "directness", she asked with interest: "Do you mind the three of us together?"

He took out the banknotes and put them on the bar. He could feel some breathing around him suddenly becoming heavy. He liked this feeling, "Drink it, this is yours."

The bartender put a glass of spirits on the bill, and Peter just tipped him ten dollars. He likes smart people.

The girl picked up the wine glass and drank it without hesitation, and took the initiative to stuff ten yuan into her chest. There is nothing shameful in making money by skill.

Soon the other girl also came back, and the two of them kept fighting against each other, as if their purpose here was not to earn anything from Peter, nor was it for the ten yuan per cup, but to fight each other.

After playing for a while, the two women were obviously drunk, and when they even spoke a little tongue, Peter reached out and tapped on the bar a few times, and asked, "Is there... a room here?" Peter took out another He handed over ten yuan to the bartender, and the bartender nodded.

"There is a room by going up the stairs through the back door, and it only costs one yuan a night." Many young men and women will have some impulses under the influence of alcohol. At this time, they need a relatively convenient place for them to solve their physical problems. The demand is also to prevent these young boys and girls from indulging their youth indiscriminately and polluting the environment here in any corner. After all, if a bar wants to make money, especially big money, it is important to maintain a good atmosphere and atmosphere.

Only those middle class are willing to drink high-priced wine, and those at the bottom of society can drink a glass of fruit wine all night!

Peter hugged the two drunken girls and walked out the back door according to the direction the bartender told him, but what he didn't notice was that at the moment he left the bar, several people also stood up and followed behind him .

The moment he opened the door and entered the back alley of the bar, there was a sudden force behind him, pushing him to stagger forward, and the two girls in his arms also collapsed on the ground. The cool wind blowing like this, coupled with the palpitation at the moment when he lost his center of gravity, woke him up, and he stood with his back against the wall. Three... no, four young men surrounded him, and two of them held shining daggers in their hands.

The colorful neon lights outside the alley could not cover the cold light of the dagger. Peter raised his hands, not flustered at all, but asked with a smile, "What do you want? Money?"

The four young men looked at each other, one of them nodded, and said in a vicious voice: "Yes, money, take out all the money in your pocket!"

Faced with such a thing, Peter is not panicked at all, not because he has extraordinary force, but because he understands that everyone is pursuing a specific purpose when doing everything. As long as these goals are met, they will not take the initiative to do something out of the ordinary.

He took out all the money in his pocket, and there were about two hundred yuan left, which made those young people very excited. After they took the money, they searched Peter's pockets, found that there was really no money in them, threatened him, and immediately fled into a dark alley.

After this, Peter glanced at the two girls who were already intoxicated on the ground, and lost much interest. He tidied up his clothes, turned around and walked towards the alley, thinking about other things while walking. Of course, these young people must pay the price for their actions, but it's just a small thing.

Just as he was about to walk out of the alley, he saw a guy leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette. He stood in the shadows, in sharp contrast to the world of neon lights. The only thing that could slightly illuminate his face was the cigarette butt he was dangling. As he inhaled, the flame from the cigarette butt became more intense, and a vague shadow could be seen.

Peter's footsteps only paused for a few seconds, and he continued to walk outside. Just when he was about to pass by this man, the guy dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and took a step forward towards him .

There was only about a meter or so between the two of them. At this moment, Peter could already see the guy's face clearly. The guy was very handsome, which reminded him of himself when he was young. The eyes of the two met in the air, and neither of them backed down at all. One was thoughtful, and the other was as quiet as a cold pool.

The atmosphere of silence lasted less than ten seconds. The guy laughed. Something moved suddenly in Peter's vision. He looked down at the guy's arm and saw a pistol.

At this moment, Peter's heart started beating wildly, which gave him the illusion of dry mouth, "Put down the gun, I can satisfy you no matter what you want!" The little gangster's tactic, he believes that anyone's actions have a purpose, as long as they find what the other party needs, there is nothing that cannot be negotiated.

Unfortunately, his little trick didn't work this time. The guy showed his white teeth in the darkness, "Mr. Peter, Durinto, I send my greetings to you!"

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