Cosma Empire

When returning to the temporarily hidden residence, Dufo greeted him immediately. He knew that Du Lin went out today to solve the threat that Gedor posed to them, and he was also very nervous, because the current fellow association was far inferior to Gedor in terms of size and strength.

Gedor is different from Wood. Wood has been whitewashed. The so-called whitewashing is not only to completely erase some past things that cannot be known by most people, but also to strip some inappropriate things from the main body, such as Said he had many thugs, many weapons, and some illegal businesses. He is like a tiger that has lost its claws and fangs, being led into a cage by adults, and then a label is put on the outside of the cage, which reads "tycoon".

It looks really incomparably majestic. Everyone knows about Tycoon Wood, but in fact, only he himself knows the real situation. Whether it is to maintain his decency or his status, he can't do anything that damages his status. He can't keep a lot of thugs, can't do some business that violates the rules of the game, and he can't do it directly like before. No matter what happens to him, he must follow the rules and the rules of the game.

So Du Lin didn't have any hesitation in dealing with Wood.

What he was going to deal with was a tiger that had forgotten how to tear its prey with its sharp claws and fangs, and was smiling proudly in the jungle. What he has to deal with is just a gentleman whose hands and feet are restricted by the rules of the big shots, and it is difficult for him to even resist.

As for Gedor, he hasn't been bound by the rules of the game, even though he has been following the rules, he is not a tycoon in the upper class now, he is just a dirty gang leader. Before crossing that hurdle, what he does is acceptable to people. Look, isn't he just a gang leader, isn't what he does just in line with his status?

So when I met Gedor, Durin, and Dufer, I felt that this was a very troublesome thing. A fellow countryman who was accidentally formed would leave Tener and go to other cities to start again, struggling to survive. . If it is not necessary, who would like to be driven out in this way and leave their hometown? If possible, who wouldn't want to leave in a good light and go to the next bigger stage to pursue themselves?

"How about it, is there any way?" Dufo handed over a bottle of freshly opened fruit wine. Du Lin waved his hand. He doesn't drink, or in other words, he rarely drinks unless necessary.

Hanging the windbreaker on the hanger, the room with yellowed walls is slightly dim, and there are still some water stains on the walls and ceiling that have been dried out. This is a temporarily rented room, and it is handled by other people. .

He sat down on the sofa that had lost its elasticity, and his butt made intimate contact with the wooden board under the cushion, and his butt blossomed from almost no shock. With his arms on the rails, he looked as if he were lying in a bathtub. He stood up again, kicked the sofa hard, and walked back and forth a few steps before looking at the anxious Dufo.

"Now there is a way to get close to the mayor's wife, Mrs. Vivienne. According to my understanding, the mayor has already adopted a mistress outside, but he still respects Mrs. Vivienne's opinion. This is an opportunity. As long as Vivienne A few words from Mrs. An are more useful than doing anything outside. It is not easy to catch up with Mrs. Vivienne, and it may require your sacrifice..."

Before Du Lin finished speaking, Dufer raised his hand to stop Du Lin from continuing. He raised the wine bottle and took a sip, tore off his collar, took a deep breath of the cigarette that was only half left, his eyes slightly Looking at Du Lin with redness, "My father doesn't know where he is. He may have died on the battlefield, or he may have pretended to be dead and ran away. My mother raised our brothers and sisters. She has had a very good life these years. It's not easy. My younger siblings are still young and need someone to take care of them. When I'm 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!"

"Tell me, what do you want me to do, to assassinate someone, or to do something else?"

Looking at Dufo who was a little excited, Du Lin was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud. He felt a little pain in his stomach when he laughed. Du Fu was almost dumbfounded, he looked straight at Du Lin, wondering if he said something wrong.

It took a while for Du Lin to stop laughing, but when he saw the silly expression on Dufo's face, he couldn't help laughing again.

"Actually...it's not what you imagined!" In the common language, there is essentially no difference between the word sacrifice and the word death. If you add a little modification in front of this word, it will change from ordinary death to death. Make a meaningful contribution, or what we call a "sacrifice." Du Lin spoke a little too fast, ignoring the modifier, making Duffer think that this time he might have to sacrifice his life to impress Mrs. Vivienne.

After Du Lin finished explaining, Dufo also laughed. He smiled for a while, rolled his eyes, and took another sip of wine, "I was scared to death, I thought I had to go to see God, please speak next time It's time to use the words more accurately, can you? I remember you went to cram school with me!"

Du Lin shrugged, "Sorry, I admit my mistake, but you still have to 'sacrifice'."

"I think it's much better now!" Dufo rubbed his face, "At least there is no need for 'death'"

Immediately after Du Lin told Dufo about the plan, Dufo's face turned green. It was really a sacrifice for his feelings. He was actually asked to cater to an old woman in her forties, and the muscles on his face stiffened, " Can you... change someone?"

Du Lin asked rhetorically: "Among us, do you think there is anyone more handsome and handsome than you?" The task is entrusted to you. And you are not at a disadvantage, don't you find it exciting to play with a noble lady of the upper class with almost no consequences?" He leaned in front of Dufo, put his arms around his shoulders, and used a He said in a very... tone: "Think about it, you and the mayor will become cousins, how much face would it be to say it?"

"If you think that you can make me feel better by saying this, then your plan has failed!" Duffer lit another cigarette, lowered his head and puffed on it, and Du Lin didn't interfere with his thinking. After a while, he raised his head abruptly and flicked his cigarette on the ground forcefully, "I agreed, damn it, I hate you and your plan, but I agreed immediately!"