Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"When I asked you to go and meet someone, I don't know who was the one who was so rude to me that I had to go."

The little mouse blushed.

Boom "Dad!"

With a stomping of her foot, the heels of her high heels collided with the floor tiles, making a crisp sound.

The Rat King chuckled.

"Okay, let's get serious. I've been waiting for you to ask this."

"So, Yuxia, do you still remember what I just said, what was the first sentence?"

The Rat King sighed.

There was a hint of longing in his eyes.

"Apart from power, nothing is more direct than profit.

In other words, in this world, if there is anything more direct than profit, it is power.

And your godfather is the very definition of strength."

As he spoke, the Rat King looked at his astonished daughter in front of him and felt relieved.

“The reason why he plays this game with us is not because he can gain any benefit from it.

Rather, it is because his power has reached such a level that no conspiracy or trickery can shake his position.

Wei Laoer was right about this action, it was indeed a test for the children.

However, the only one who truly holds this mentality is your godfather."

"So, kid, just go for it."

The Rat King turned his chair.

The dark night falls.

His old voice echoed in Lin Yuxia's ears and also in this small office.

“In this life, because of our lack of strength, we are like pedestrians trapped in a pit. If we are not careful, we will be swallowed by this bottomless pit.

But we don't have the strength to pull ourselves out of the mud. The only way to avoid being swallowed by the filth is to live in filth, lie on the mud, and make ourselves dirty. But you are different.

There is a life-saving rope tied around your waist that can pull you out of the quagmire at any time.

So, there is no need to be shy about anything, just do what you should do and what you think is right.

Your future is no longer on the same level as ours."

The Rat King's voice trembled with a rare hint of true emotion.

This gangster who has been active all his life always shows his gentlest side in front of his relatives.

Just study hard, what are you looking at? I'm talking about you, Wei Laoer!

"dad..."

Looking at his father's back, the little mouse suddenly felt agitated... but not that agitated.

My eyes are blurry with tears...but not too blurry.

The Rat King has a very good relationship with her, and the father and daughter often talk to each other.

Therefore, thanks to this, Lin Yuxia did not grow up to be a twisted person like Chen Sir.

So, although the little mouse was very touched by the Rat King's words, he was used to it and didn't take it to heart.

She just nodded.

"I will."

Lin Yuxia's words were powerful.

The Rat King turned his chair.

"Yuxia, remember what I'm going to say next.

Your father will leave you one day.

And if one day in the future someone becomes your enemy, no matter who the enemy is, once you feel that you can't cope with it.

Please, do everything you can to find your godfather."

As he spoke, the Rat King stood up, releasing his aura without any disguise, and headed straight for the little mouse.

Suddenly, Lin Yuxia had difficulty breathing.

"dad...."

The little mouse's snow-capped strawberry, which was already plump and much larger than Sir Chen's, was heaving and his little face was pale.

“Remember!

If there is anything in this world that even your godfather can't solve.

Then you don't need to think of any countermeasures.

Just wait to die.

So, don't make your stepfather angry.

He is your only safety, remember that."

Even though his child was having difficulty breathing, the Rat King did not stop releasing his breath.

He wanted to use the most brutal way to make his children remember it.

Finally, when Lin Yuxia's face turned red as if she had contracted the coronavirus, the Rat King withdrew his momentum.

The little mouse suddenly collapsed and sat down on the ground.

However, she did not sit on the cold floor. Lin Yuxia just felt her butt soften and she fell into the boss chair.

And the Rat King was already standing in front of her.

Slumped in the chair, Lin Yuxia breathed heavily.

"Okay, don't say anything. I know you remember it, good boy."

He patted his daughter's sweaty forehead.

There was both distress and joy in the Rat King's eyes.

“Okay, it’s good that you know.

Yuxia, you are a good child.

Starting tomorrow, you will be the person in charge of the Eighteen Sects of Longmen."

Under the horrified gaze of his daughter, Lin Gerui spoke with a smile.

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you, but starting tomorrow, you don’t have to act under my name anymore.

From now on, you will sit in the main seat of the ancestral hall."

The Rat King threw all his power to Lin Yuxia without any reluctance.

Different from the previous note that said just let it go.

This time, the little mouse will truly take on the role of the underworld lord of Longmen.

From then on, she became the biggest boss in the Longmen underworld.

Suddenly, Lin Yuxia's eyes narrowed and she screamed.

"Dad, I..."

The Rat King glared.

“There’s no better opportunity than now.

Wei Lao Er is wanted by Longmen now, and the Imperial Guards are reorganizing and shrinking their strength to reform the internal system. As for the outside world, we old guys will come forward to deal with it. This period of time is your best opportunity. "

The little mouse nodded immediately.

Oh, that's the best..

What a fart!

"Mayor Wei is wanted?"

The little mouse couldn't understand. No, Longmen is yours, so how could you be wanted?

Isn't this the king's rebellion?

"What is he wanted for?"

The Rat King chuckled.

"Embezzlement of public funds and assaulting police officers."

"Let's not talk about this first, Dad, what are you going to do?"

Although no one knew why Wei Yanwu embezzled public funds, nor did they know which police officer he, as the boss of the Royal Guard Bureau, had attacked, the Rat King's next words caught the little mouse's attention the most.

"What are you doing? Helping your godfather."

The Rat King sighed upon hearing this.

"Your godfather picked up these rags, and he couldn't clean them up by himself, so he asked us to help."

The little mouse was stunned.

Does my father have this skill?

She knew that werewolves liked to pick up scraps.

But she didn't expect that her own father also had the ability to put away junk.

Suddenly, Lin Yuxia became curious.

"What a rubbish!"

The Rat King turned around and disappeared.

"Chernobog."

Under Lin Yuxia's stunned gaze, the Rat King left the office.

After leaving the office and getting into the special car, the Rat King narrowed his eyes at Wei Lao Er who had been waiting in the car for a long time.

"what time is it?"

Wei Laoer looked at his watch.

"It's been forty minutes."

The Rat King nodded and looked at Wei Lao Er and joked.

"Then let's go, Mr. Chi Xiao, the special operator of Rhodes Island."

Wei Yanwu grinned.

"It's the same with you, Special Operator Sandstorm."

After looking at each other, the two old men, who were about a hundred years old in total, burst into laughter.

Amid the laughter that frightened Ceob to death, the car that the two old men were waiting in drove all the way to the outer city.

The person in charge of picking them up was standing there waiting with Chernobog on his back.

The werewolf wondered as he carried Chernobog.

Didn’t we agree to wait here?

Why haven’t you come yet?

Suddenly, he felt Chernobog's center of gravity shift on his back.

It has nothing to do with strength. No matter how light you are, if it is too big for you, it will be difficult to control it.

At this moment, his communicator rang.

The werewolf quickly stabilized Chernobog.

Seeing this, Ceob took out the werewolf's communicator and put it to his ear.