unscrupulous angel

The God of Destruction was similarly taken aback when she heard the old hooligan's words. Obviously, she did not expect the old hooligan to bring up such a thing to the big hooligan.

"How, this is very simple for you, right?" The old hooligan looked at the big hooligan and asked.

The big gangster couldn't help frowning, yes, this matter was indeed very simple for him.But why?Could it be that the old hooligan was really bored, that's why he was asked to do such a thing?It seems impossible!

"I said why are you so grumpy, boy? Isn't it just a matter of saying yes or no?!" The old hooligan glared at the big hooligan and said impatiently.

The big hooligan nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed a matter of saying yes or no. But, you have to tell me why you asked me to do this, right?"

"Where are there so many whys? You have a hundred thousand whys!" the old hooligan said angrily.

"..." The big hooligan was speechless, what the heck is all this?Don't you just want to figure out what's going on?How did it become one hundred thousand why?

The old hooligan grabbed it with his right hand, and a cigarette appeared in his hand. After lighting it, he smoked it sullenly, and did not speak again.

The big gangster watched the old gangster smoking, and couldn't help but fell into the memory.

Tobacco is still the same as before, and grapes are probably not produced anymore.The first time he smoked a cigarette, he secretly took an old rascal's grape cigarette.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, the old hooligan is still smoking this brand of cigarettes.

And what happened that year is still vivid in my mind, as if it was yesterday!

"Father, give me one." The big hooligan said subconsciously.

The old hooligan looked up at the big hooligan, said nothing, and threw one directly to the big hooligan.

Catching the cigarette, the gangster smiled, lit it casually, and smoked it.

Two men, two men standing at the top of all the worlds, were sitting facing each other like this, smoking the cheapest cigarettes.I have to say, this is really weird.

But for these two men, what they smoked might not be cigarettes, but... a kind of nostalgia!

After a long time, the cigarettes in the hands of the big rogue and the old rogue had already been burned out.However, the two men still did not speak, each immersed in their own thoughts.

And the God of Destruction just stood beside the two men without saying a word.

"Ah!" The old rascal sighed, and finally said, "Boy, it's not easy to destroy a girl, and you know that. The reason I asked you to do this is just to give her some compensation. Whether it's me or You owe her too much."

"Yes." The big hooligan nodded, agreeing.Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the old rascal's words, he also knew that the God of Destruction had indeed suffered a lot these years.The old rascal was right, she should indeed be given some compensation.

The God of Destruction stared blankly at the hooligan, with an incredulous expression on his face.She didn't expect that the big gangster would actually agree.Three days, though only three days.But three days is enough for her.At least, her dream has come true!

The big hooligan exhaled forcefully, stood up from the chair, and said to the old hooligan, "I won't ask any more questions, anyway, it's useless to ask. Let it be like this, the truth will come to light sooner or later. Let's go, thank you for the cigarette."

After finishing speaking, the hooligan took the hand of God of Destruction, and led her towards the door...