Cosma Empire

He patted the cigarette case and could not find the second cigarette. Mickey squeezed the cigarette case hard and threw it to a corner of the room. He touched the little change in his pocket and squeezed it out from the small room. Go to the gate. His younger brother's wife was walking in with a child in her arms, and both of them froze for a moment. The aisle is not wide, and it can only accommodate one person with a little more distance. This is a common problem with all the houses in the fifth district, because they need to use more square footage for living than for those pregnant with children to walk.

Mickey's brother's wife hugged the child and pressed her back against the wall of the aisle, giving up half a distance. Mickey walked over and walked outside sideways. Mickey's body is very muscular, so it is inevitable that there will be some physical friction. During this process, Mickey smells a faint milky fragrance, which is the smell that all babies have. His heart beat a little faster. In midsummer, everyone didn't wear many clothes. He just lowered his head subconsciously, and saw a wet patch on his brother's wife's chest, revealing a faintly charming dark color. He squeezed over with some nostalgia, feeling a little more irritable in his heart.

Mickey has three children in his family, two boys and one girl. The girl has already been married and has become a burden to other people's family, but the two boys are still at home. The parents lived in the attic, and the two brothers lived in two rooms on the second floor, with the kitchen and dining room and utility room on the ground floor. The house is not big and a bit crowded, especially after my younger brother got married, it is destined that the space in this house will definitely not be enough in the future.

Mickey had been working at the dock before, and it was not easy to find a woman to marry. On the contrary, his younger brother was still in school, but he was married and had a child. For this reason, Mickey's parents almost spent all their savings, but he didn't have any complaints, after all, he was his own brother. It's just that sometimes life is not convenient, especially at night.

Mickey, who never looked back and left the house, vowed that as long as he lived through tomorrow, he would change to a bigger house, and then choose one of the women he liked to be his wife one by one. He's going to have three... no, four kids, and he'll build a garden where they can play freely, and give each of them a separate room, the big room. He needed to build a swimming pool that wouldn't have to travel through three districts to enjoy the water on a crowded beach in the summer.

He wants to buy a car for every child, let them have the best education, the best clothing, let them have the best everything! He will also send them to school, even if it costs money to go to school, so that when they graduate, they will have a decent job and become middle class. Perhaps one or two of these children are very smart and have the talents of those capitalists. He can use part of the money to let them invest or do business, and maybe there will be another rich man in the family.

At that time, he would accompany his wife every day, or go out to exercise with his friends, find a bar to drink and drink at night, and occasionally eat meat. Such a day will be very long, but he thinks it is not boring, because he lives in happiness every day.

Thinking of this, Mickey breathed a sigh of relief. As long as tomorrow's affairs are done well, such a day will no longer be a fantasy. He has a plan,

He intends to take all the money all by himself. No one will ever think too much of money. Why should he share the money equally with those mediocre people when he can have millions by himself? He kept this plan in his heart. According to the plan, they would go to sea and land at another location.

There is plenty of time and opportunity at sea for him to put his plans into action, and after taking such a big risk, there must always be a decent gain.

He patted his pocket, only to remember that the last cigarette had been smoked, and he followed the dark street and saw a house with a searchlight on in the distance, that was the shop. The shops in District 5 basically don't have any decent facades. They are not modified from scrapped trucks, or they are shops that operate in residential buildings. There are no expensive things sold in the store. Most of them are items ranging from a few cents to one yuan, and at most no more than two yuan, because the backlog of goods will take up too much money for the shopkeeper.

He bought a pack of 15 cent cigarettes, through which he could smell the smell of inferior shredded tobacco. He took out one and lit it under the street lamp. The moment the flame was lit, it also illuminated the surrounding environment . His hands trembled, because at that moment just now, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person standing under the tree by the roadside?

Standing in such a dark place at night is scary no matter how you think about it. Although Mickey didn't believe that there were gods and ghosts in this world, he still chose to walk forward with his head down without saying a word, and his pace quickened accordingly. But no matter how fast his steps are, he always feels that there is someone following him behind him.

After passing three broken street lights in a row, he stood under the fourth street light that was on, and turned around viciously. He wanted to see who was joking with him. He was also a little embarrassed when he saw that guy. A child who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old was standing at the junction of light and darkness with a schoolbag on his back. The child looked at Mickey with horror on his face. The muscles on Mickey's face were deformed, and his hideous expression was distorted under the effect of embarrassment. He wiped the sweat off his face, took out three ten coins from his pocket and threw them on the ground, "Take the money and go the other way, if I find you follow me again, don't blame me for being rude! "

Seeing the child bending over timidly, Mickey turned around and planned to move on. The moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme, and a guy wearing a yarmulke and a windbreaker in midsummer stood in front of him. In the next second, a sharp object pierced his chest from his chest, and a hot and humid feeling immediately spread from the stabbed place to the surroundings. The strength in his body was also quickly slipping away from Mickey's body along the wound, the man took a step forward to support Mickey, and whispered in his ear.

"Mr. Dühring asked me to send you my greetings!"

Mickey pushed the man away with all his strength, turned around, and tried to escape here staggeringly. Just when he was about to hit the boy, the boy also took out a knife, moved forward, and inserted it into his chest. abdominal cavity. His whole body was like a sea prawn that had been cooked, curled up, hunched over, clutching his chest.

He looked down in disbelief as the normal-looking boy slowly pulled the foot-long knife away from his body, and calmly avoided the direction where he fell. The dripping sound of dripping water seemed to be magnified countless times, and his eyes also turned black, and he fell to the ground in a whirl. He watched with his own eyes the young man took out two small glass bottles from his schoolbag, threw them on the ground under his gaze, and shattered them all over the floor. An indescribably strange smell began to drill into his nostrils, and the strength seemed to return to his body along with this smell, and even the wound didn't hurt so much.

The two left quickly, and Mickey, who gradually regained his "strength", wanted to get up, but he tried many times without success. He shouted for help, which alarmed the nearby residents. An ambulance arrived soon and took him to the hospital. His injury looked serious, but he didn't hurt his vitals. After simple bandaging and blood transfusion, he was discharged from the hospital that night. The demonstration started early the next morning as expected. Mickey led everyone in an orderly manner, holding signs and shouting slogans, from the Fifth District all the way to the door of Mr. 350,000.

In order to calm the turmoil, Mr. 350,000 invited them into the manor. There were not many bodyguards in the manor, and Mickey, who was discussing with Mr. 350,000 how to solve the matter, suddenly drew his gun and killed the two bodyguards behind Mr. 350,000, and subdued the rich man.

The rich man who was afraid of death did not hesitate to ask someone to withdraw 10 million cash from the bank and hand it over to him, and boarded a boat with them to escape from Illian. On the boat, under the unbelievable eyes of his companions, Mickey shot and killed all his companions, and pointed the gun at Mr. 350,000. Mr. 350,000 cried bitterly and begged him for mercy, telling how much he Pitiful.

One second before he pulled the trigger, Mickey suddenly wanted to know the rich man's name, "I don't know your name yet!" He looked down at the incompetent rich man, feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

The rich man stopped crying suddenly, and said a name that he was familiar with, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it——

He didn't think too much about this matter, he shot and killed this guy named Du Lin, and then left this city and this country far away with his 10 million cash. He spent a small amount of money to smuggle to the Federation, where he settled down, married a wife and had children, and lived a happy life...

Savi withdrew his fingers from Mickey's neck, his expression was a bit strange, because Mickey was laughing a second before his heart stopped beating, and he laughed extraordinarily happily, as if he didn't die at all. With lingering fear in his heart, he looked away from the puddle of liquid under the tip of his nose, and shivered involuntarily, it was too terrifying, this kind of anesthetic is really too terrifying, it can actually make people forget the fear of death and feel happy!

Dover patted him on the shoulder, "That's why you don't try all new things, because you never know what's harmful and what's harmless."

"I understand brother, shall we go to the next one now?" Savi shook his schoolbag and inserted the long knife against his trouser leg, exposing the three-inch handle.

Dufo responded softly, took out a small book, found Mickey's name, and then blacked out the name...