Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Wei Yanwu calmly took down the huge shuriken and threw it to the little white mink behind him, which was so frightened that the hair on its tail stood up.

"Hey, it's okay, it's nothing, it's just a kid's joke."

The man waved his hands, looking nonchalant.

"I wonder if you have anything to ask Wei?"

Although the man in front of him seemed very easy to talk to, the more so, the more Wei Yanwu felt wary of being careless.

A mad dog can at most bite people, but a mad tiger can be fatal!

"Oh. So your last name is Wei, brother."

The man rubbed his chin and nodded.

"It's nothing serious. You two just came and rummaged around in my house."

The man said as he pressed his sharp steel claws onto the huge desk.

"Boom."

The custom-made office desk that cost a lot of money suddenly collapsed.

"I'll find an explanation."

Chapter 5 Why are prison meals not considered public meals?

Terra is a place that is both rich in resources and barren. Rich, because of the existence of Originium, nature has created many magical creations.

Barrenness, also because of the existence of Originium, natural disasters occur frequently. Except for a few places like Kjerag and Xiosta, the rest of the places have a small disaster every three days, a big disaster every five days, and double disasters on Saturdays and Sundays. Therefore, many natural resources cannot survive.

Therefore, the table in Wei Yanwu's office, first of all, its tabletop is not made of pure wood, but is made of heavy-duty steel and composite endurance board.

If you are not sure what this material is, you must have seen a bullet-proof shield. That's what it is.

The four legs are also made of Kjerag's snow fir and can withstand tons of pressure.

So, Wei Yanwu’s table is actually a large explosion-proof shield.

In fact, Lao Wei also used a solid wood table before. With such a big family business, can't he afford a wooden table?

But during that period, it seemed like something had happened to one of my oldest nieces. She was mentally unstable and often quarreled with me.

And when she was angry with me, she would take out her sword and chop the tables. At most, she broke eleven tables in one week.

This is not the worst thing. The worst thing is that after his family leader found out about it, he simply bought a warehouse full of tables and told his subordinates that if any were broken, they could just replace them as long as they were happy.

Wei Yanwu thought it was not a big deal, so he changed the material of the table. At least when his niece, who was both virtuous and talented, started chopping wood again, if she didn't use Chi Xiao or the Source Stone technique, at most she could just cut a hole in it, and then put a tablecloth on it and cover it with putty and it could still be used.

As a result, just after the table was finished, the next day, my eldest niece calmed down and never made trouble with me again.

The table was thus kept. Given its material, it was believed that it would last Wei Yanwu forever.

Unexpectedly, he died here of old age.

Wei Yanwu was quick-witted and quick-handed. He reached out and picked up the half pot of ginseng soup and the pipe that his wife had cooked on the table.

These two are your own destiny.

One that concerns whether he can survive when he returns home tonight.

It must be protected.

On the other side of the table, Warwick was also dumbfounded.

Damn it.

I won’t be asked to pay for this thing, will I? It looks very expensive.

Gou Hanpi was a little scared.

In fact, while following the faint red trace in his sight, Warwick took the opportunity to observe the nearby streets along the way.

As a result, what he saw and learned along the way made him feel like he had traveled through time and space to a Hong Kong movie from the last century.

A policeman chatting on a motorcycle and drinking coffee on the roadside, a vendor selling fish balls on a cart, and a little kid jogging to eat rice rolls.

It looks much quieter and more peaceful than the previous place where there were frequent gunfights and clashes every day.

And most importantly...

"Oh my god, I finally saw Chinese characters."

Looking at the strings of Chinese characters "Dong's Fish Stall" and "Tangshui Shop" on the streets, Erha felt like crying.

As the saying goes, a stranger in a strange land is a stranger, and a stranger cannot speak...

Oh, no, it’s that I miss my family more during the holidays.

Although Lao Fan was a Buddhist who took things as they came when he was on Earth, it is inevitable that he would feel a little alienated when he came to this world.

Even though he had a system that could read all the messy texts, he could still understand his daughter's tangled words and communicate with her, but he was still used to speaking Chinese.

He followed the red line all the way to this extremely tall building. The five large gold-plated characters of Longmen Municipal Government on the door made him feel scared.

Oh my god! I thought the burglar had escaped, but who would have thought that he was a public servant.

Suddenly, Warwick was shocked. Oh shit, could it be that he had beaten up the household registration police who came to investigate?

The more Lao Fan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He greeted the two people standing guard at the door. After receiving their polite greetings, Warwick became more and more frightened. They were so polite, but he stabbed them with his claw and made them bleed. Nothing would happen, right?

Warwick groaned inwardly. He had just come into this world and was still living in a cheap girl's house and eating her food, yet he had caused such a big trouble for her.

What, murdered someone before?

They still want to kill me. I am acting in self-defense, do you understand?

Not only did I not find a way to make a living, but I was also an illegal resident, so I was in trouble. If I was arrested and sent to jail...

Huh? Jail?

Wait, if I go to jail, does that count as being paid by the government?

Warwick suddenly started.

Yes, why didn’t I think of going to jail?

At first glance, this place is much more reasonable than the previous lawless place. If I get caught and put in jail, I won’t be afraid of being tired with my digitized body. It not only solves the problem of food, but also the problem of housing and the problem of household registration.

Suddenly, the more Warwick thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

Of course, if they intend to execute me directly, the worst that can happen is that I will fight them again.

What a big deal.

Thinking of this, Warwick felt more and more clear-headed and confident. He really had no experience and didn't dare to live with an unknown stepdaughter.

This time, we are also the ones who eat public food.

Warwick thought happily and went into Wei Yanwu's office.

Then he was attacked by Snow White.

Of course, he didn't take Bai Xue's attack seriously at all.

Snow White was not tall to begin with, and he dressed strangely like a Shamatte, so Warwick naturally thought he was a middle school kid.

When he was a child, Gou Hanpi also wore a mask and pretended to be a ninja. He even threw shurikens randomly and hit his teacher. Anyway, except that the toys were a little bigger, the kid didn't make any mistakes.

Of course, he didn't actually know that the toy he picked up was powerful enough to cut an adult in half.

"So, why did you come to me, sir?"

Wei Yanwu stood up, put the ginseng soup pot in his hand aside, and turned around.

In the corner, a hidden black light flashed.

Warwick felt relieved when he saw that the other party had no intention of asking him to pay for the table.

"Ah, it's okay. I told you I'm here to get an explanation."

What Warwick was thinking was, I beat up the household registration police, you have to give me an explanation.

Whether it's one day or one year in prison, tell me earlier so I can prepare things and get prison meals. It's not too late now, sentence me earlier so I can go earlier and not delay my dinner.

But his current behavior, coupled with the action of overturning the table as soon as he came in, made Wei Yanwu feel like he was facing a formidable enemy.

"I wonder what kind of explanation you want, Your Excellency."

Lao Long sat down again, folded his legs together and crossed them.

“Ah, this…”

Warwick was stunned by the question.

what happened?

What other explanations are there?

Is it possible that you can choose the type of prison food here?

Do you have chive boxes?

Chapter 6 Lord Wei Yanwu may have kidney deficiency

Wei Yanwu looked at the man in front of him, and the shadow of the giant dragon behind him felt slightly solid.

Just when he was planning to launch the first attack based on what the Luper tribe had to say, he didn't expect the man in front of him to scratch his head.

"Well, how about some chive dumplings?"

"fried leek dumpling?"

Jie looked at the order in his hand, and the expression on his face changed from the Sima face that he had always had to a slight twitch.

Actually, he has been in Longmen for such a long time and is still living in Uncle Dong's shop, which makes the young man feel a little embarrassed.

Therefore, Jie has been working very hard, planning to buy a small house of his own in Longmen. However, the house prices in Longmen are so high that although there are slums without capital to live in, Jie still wants to live in the city.

Be a city dweller.

Therefore, in the inner city of Longmen, Jie can do any job such as running errands or driving for someone else, but the order he received today was a little too much for him to bear.

But he still needed to eat, so Jie rode his electric scooter, put on his helmet, and rushed to Longmen Restaurant.

The owner of Longmen Restaurant was also dumbfounded when he saw the order in Jie's hand.

“Forget about the chive boxes, but why are they putting it on the city government’s account?”

"Send it to the mayor's office?"

Looking at the communicator in Jie's hand, the boss scratched his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and after a moment.

"Young man, please dazzle me."

When did Lord Wei Yanwu develop such a strong taste?

Also chive boxes?

But after looking at the phone number and realizing it was indeed the city government's phone number, he immediately became suspicious.

While instructing the cooks to put oil in the pan and quickly make leek dumplings, he rubbed his chin and began to think.

Longmen Restaurant is a relatively large Yan country restaurant in Longmen. It has many senior employees and several good chefs, and is deeply loved by the Rat King and Lao Wei.

However, every time they come or take back, they don’t buy much things like leeks and fennel. Sometimes they will specifically tell us not to put onions, ginger, garlic, etc.

This time it was out of character, what happened?

The boss was also a kitchen worker. He thought about it and realized that leeks, as we all know, are used to...

Strengthens yang and nourishes kidneys!

What the hell!

Thinking of this, the boss immediately pulled out a few hairs of his beard.

When the boss thought of this, he suddenly felt clear.

Yes, Lord Wei is already old now. It is said that men are no longer strong at forty and their muscles become weak and cramped at fifty. Lord Wei must have reached the age of weakness and needs to rely on these external things to supplement his muscles.

How can those messy medicines from other countries be as effective as our Yan country’s traditional prescriptions?

Thinking of this critical moment, the boss quickly turned around and called over the soup chef next to him.