Cosma Empire

The entertainment method of this world is relatively monotonous. Apart from going to those entertainment venues, there is no such thing as a TV set. The ordinary people’s entertainment methods can only find some fun for themselves except newspapers. Most farmers will, as Mr. Cosma does, have as many children as possible while still able to move.

Perhaps the most real thought in his heart is the opposite, but the problem is that he does not know how to do that kind of thing, can safely avoid letting each and everyone small life come to this world one after another. He doesn’t like the slimy coat with the animal’s internal organs, so he gave birth to a lot of children, and he will lie – more children can support the family.

So Durin slept very early.

Graf When they came back, it was already more than ten o’clock in the evening. Durin had been lying in a warm bed and fell into a sweet sleep. I have to say that although the Huon family has been destitute, their homes are still good, especially these quilts and beds. The padding and quilt on the bed also had a hint of aroma, which should be their lovely youngest daughter.

Speaking of the little girl, should they still dive now?

Just as Durin dreamed of the mess and was deeply involved, the knock on the door alerted him. He was alert and turned over and pulled out the sharp knife under the bed and held it in his hand.

“Who?”, his voice was calm, not flustered or nervous. He quietly came down from the bed, put on a dress, and stood outside the bedroom door.

The sound of his familiarity came soon outside the door. “I am, have you slept?”, Graf’s voice is very characteristic, the voice is a bit duller than others, I don’t know if it is a big voice. It’s almost like this.

Durin put the sharp knife on the waistband behind him, opened the door and looked at Graf, who had not had time to change his clothes outside the door. He looked up and down a Graf and asked: “Don’t go to sleep to find me?”

Graf didn’t know how to open it, scratched his head, and for a while, in a low, muffled voice said: “There were two policemen killed on the road, and some people who followed us.”

Durin’s drowsiness was broken up between Graf’s words. He turned and went to change clothes and walked out. The two men moved toward the outside, and Graf said everything from this afternoon to the evening. For Graf’s decision and choice, Durin felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Indulging those police officers, it does not matter if they lose a batch of wine, but they can only cultivate their growing greed and eventually become a bottomless pit.

As long as no one sees it, there is no evidence, no weapons, no bodies, it is difficult to judge who is guilty in the trial with the technology of the present era.

After dressing up and moving away with Graf towards the house, Graf said after the evening trading process on the road, Durin immediately realized that their wine took only a few days to be alarmed in Tenel City. power. In fact, it is normal to think about it. Highly private wine may be the only income for gangs or forces in this small city.

Now that someone has moved their income, it is equivalent to putting a knife on their neck. They either choose to beg for mercy or choose to fight hard. The thoughts were already standing, and there were three dejected guys outside the door. Their hands were tied behind them and tied with their feet.

When they heard the footsteps, the three men looked up and everyone had a miserful expression in their eyes. Before they came, there was a simple guess. What kind of people dare not to say hello, the strong things that should not appear on the market, sold to the bar.

Maybe it’s a hazy old man with an eagle hook nose. When you look at someone else, it’s like you can’t wait to eat someone else.

Perhaps it is a glamorous middle age person, like most tycoons who are engaged in illegal activities, wearing decent clothes and having a high society elite.

Maybe……

But the only thing that can’t be such a person is a teenager who looks like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old. Why does he have the courage to fight against Three Great Giants? Where did he get these private liquors sold? One problem after another appeared in their minds, but when they looked around, they couldn’t help but squat.

There are more than a dozen young people around them. These people are just like the teenager in front of them. They are half-sized boys, and some black fluff remains on some lips!

“Who made you come?” Durin lost a cigarette to Dufo. His mission was not bad. The main thing is that he will think. This is good and important. Whether it is a gang or a force or a company, people who need to think will do things. People who think will be talents, and all businesses need talents.

Dufo reached out and caught the cigarette. He walked two steps to Durin and took out a match in his trousers. A white smear of white phosphorus accumulated enough heat in a short friction and burned. Suddenly the fire illuminates the side of Durin, simple, ordinary, but there is also a taste that can’t be said.

After a strong and awkward white smoke rose, Durin took two breaths and spit out a faint smog.

The three of you lying on the ground, look at me, I see you, they are all silent, they do not believe how these young people will treat them. Before performing this task, Captain told them that their opponent was a group of freshly-fed chickens, which was not dangerous. After seeing the “boss” and his main “backbone” members, they are more convinced that what Captain said, these people are not dangerous.

They may not even kill people, they may only threaten and then have to let them go.

Of course, there are more important reasons, that is, they dare not say.

Coward Wood’s sects are almost universally known in the gangs of Tenel City, and that is a brief remark that will go crazy. Under normal circumstances, he behaved like a gentle gentleman. Even if he did something a little unsatisfactory, he would only say a few words of encouragement on his face, even if it passed. But when someone or something really angers him, he will break out.

Just like a mental illness, crazy, bloody, cruel!

Unfortunately, betrayal is one of the conditions that triggers him to go crazy.

For the silence, Durin is not surprised.

He doesn’t have his own name in this city, not as famous as the big guys, people don’t fear him. Right hand Slowly touching the pointed knife behind him, he intends to teach these people what is called fear with blood and pain. But at this time, Graf’s muscular brain was once again back to normal – before he said that he killed the policeman who almost found out that they were transporting private wine, Durin thought he was a bit abnormal because he It has become a bit smarter.

Now he is normal again. He took the pistol out of his pocket. “With this, this is quite interesting.”

The guns were tube products at Star Empire, and accumulated a lot of grievances as Star Empire conquered other kingdoms and races. Therefore, the upper class in Ogdinian, who do not want to see other races, are free to buy weapons, so the Empire has control over firearms weapons. Of course, like many laws that have been used as backdoors, this kind of control has become a dead letter, but in the small place of Tenel City, firearms are still relatively rare.

There is no great use in the past. There is no huge interest in this. It is necessary to use guns and other things to snatch and conquer. Secondly, the order in Tenel City was not bad. After a small chaos after the war, the new order was drafted. Everyone silently obeyed the rules and did not need to use such things as firearms.

When Graf took out the gun, the lives of the three people who were squatting had already reached the end in advance, and Durin would not let them live.

Because…Graf and others, killed two policemen.

Once the news of the police disappeared, the three saw the pistol, and the guy who hadn’t revealed any unexpected expressions would think of Durin’s pistols in their hands. No need to do anything else, they just told the police to the police, Durin they can only choose to give up everything and immediately flee.

Durin corner of the mouth twitched, in fact, he did not intend to kill these people in the last second. What he wants is to make money, is a rise, not a slaughter! He is willing to join the game in a more peaceful way and become a member of the game field. To do this, someone must pass the message to the people behind. But now, it is impossible.

He took the pistol and flipped it in his hand. Graf simply said how to use it, and Durin immediately understood it. He opened the insurance and pushed the crystal sump into the catalyst. The handshake of the pistol immediately began to heat up. This is a reminder that the recharge has been completed.

He walked up to the first person, picked up the man’s chin with a gun, and put the gun on his head, calming down to a conversation like a friend, “say something I want to hear.” Things, you live, they die.”