Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"You, are you done yet?"

The old shopkeeper's face was filled with horror.

"No, no, our case was told by the prosecutor. Don't you think I can ask you?"

Hearing his son's words, the old shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. Don't worry about it. I'll make the arrangements. Also, give Bai An two extra months' salary next month."

The old shopkeeper smiled and walked out of the door. After a while, he came in with a basket with a smile on his face.

It was worth it that he ran so far in the afternoon and went to the slaughterhouse to pick it out himself.

Isn’t this useful?

Inside Wei Yanwu's residence, Warwick and two other men were bragging nonsense.

The Rat King and Wei Lao Er were planning to ask something, but after just a few words, they were seduced by Warwick's dirty jokes.

After all, not many people dare to tell dirty jokes in front of them, and the dirty jokes on Terra don't seem to be as developed as those on Earth.

Just as a few people were discussing the forty-eight moves.

Suddenly, a white shadow appeared in the hall.

The little white mink was dressed in black and carrying a huge food box.

As for how big this food box is, it’s about the same size as Snow White.

He placed the box on the table and bowed to Wei Yanwu.

"My lord, here comes what you ordered."

Lao Long nodded.

"Okay, first come first served."

Lao Wei said as he opened the box and spoke to Warwick without even looking at the food inside.

"I'm new here too, so today I'll let you try some of my brother's favorite dishes. Here are some dishes that your elder brother Lin would like to eat, so you can try them all."

Warwick looked at the food on the plate, confused.

"Ah, this, brother, do you usually eat this?"

Wei Yanwu said as he served the dishes.

"Ah, that's right."

"No, I don't eat it often."

However, before he could finish, the Rat King spoke first.

His tone was anxious, as if he was trying to explain something.

Wei Lao Er was stunned. You old rat, something is wrong. Don’t you like the West Lake Tumor Beast Meat Soup and...

Stir-fried kidney...

Looking at the plate full of kidneys with not even a few peppers on it, Old Wei was stunned.

Then, his gaze spread to the table.

Roasted tumor beast treasure.

Tumor beast whip soup.

Steamed oysters.

Eucommia ulmoides fish roe soup...

And the most obvious bundle...

fried leek dumpling.

Everywhere you look, every meal demonstrates its powerful care effects on men.

Old Wei was dumbfounded.

Damn it.

What the hell is this?

Where did my Beijing-style shredded pork go?

Chapter 15 You've Backed Down, Texas

At Jiuhua Street, in front of Apartment No. 18, Texas got off a taxi.

"You have really regressed a lot."

Just as Texas got out of the car, paid the fare, and was about to push open the door to enter the house, a familiar, crazy voice came from beside him.

She was so familiar with this voice.

Subconsciously, he raised his slender but powerful legs and kicked behind him.

Then, a hand caught her foot.

It's Lapland.

Now, she has taken off the gorgeous clothes she wore in Syracuse. Inside the simple black robe, she is only wearing hot pants and a bra. However, one can tell at a glance that she has an extremely explosive body.

Holding Texas's feet, Lappland didn't even draw the sword from his waist.

"Long time no see, Texas."

Texas wanted to pull her foot back, however, she found that Lappland, who had been her equal in strength in the past, was surprisingly strong this time!

"Oh, you've really regressed. You can't even pull your feet back."

With a push, Laplander lifted Texas' legs above his shoulders and pressed them against the wall.

What's the position of the two people now?

You must have seen the splits.

Just like that.

Texas looked cold.

"If you want to do it, hurry up."

Since she was able to pierce the sword through her own chest and nail herself to the ground last time, she can definitely kill herself this time.

What's more, this guy somehow increased his strength. The opponent who used to be equally matched with her now has her pressed against the wall and can't move at all!

"Don't be so heartless."

Looking at Texas' gaze, Laplander smiled slightly, revealing his sharp teeth.

"I'm just visiting an old friend."

"Oh, that's how you treat old friends, isn't it?"

Texas looked her straight in the eye.

After a moment, Lappland, as if searching for something but failing to find it, sighed, loosened his hand, and then jumped back to avoid Texas' attack.

"Well, I have a gift for you this time."

Lappland said, reaching behind him.

Only then did Texas notice that Lappland seemed to be carrying something on his back.

"Go on."

After taking off the things on his back and throwing them to Texas, Lapland laughed.

"You're going to love it, ahahahaha."

Texas frowned and took what Lappland threw to him.

Judging from the power of Lappland's throwing, he was indeed inferior to her.

Texas frowned slightly, but soon her attention was drawn to the thing in her hand.

For some reason, she always felt that something in her body was responding to it.

Unwrap the outer cloth.

Under the moonlight, two long swords emitting a faint fluorescence and a chilling chill suddenly revealed their original appearance from the wrapping cloth.

The sword is silver-white in color, but emits a faint green light under the moonlight.

It looks like the brilliance radiated from a wolf's eyes at night.

The blade was slender, four feet long, which seemed a bit too long for Texas today, let alone two of them.

"What is this? A gift from an enemy? Or mercy?"

Looking up, Texas held both swords upside down in his hands.

"Ahahaha. I knew you'd like it."

Lapland did not respond directly to Texas' words, but pulled his coat closer.

"Don't worry, take it. It's yours to begin with."

Lappland turned around.

"It's just that you don't seem to be worthy of it now."

Tilting his head slightly, Lappland smiled somewhat sarcastically.

"What do you mean?"

Texas frowned.

What do you mean these two swords originally belonged to her?

She had no recollection of owning such a weapon.

"Don't worry, you will know. You will know everything when I think it's possible."

Under the moon, the lonely white wolf waved.

"It's just that you can't do it now."

"By the way, give my regards to your godfather.

Tell him my chest still hurts.

Ahahahahahaha."

There was a soul-destroying laugh.

A gray shadow flashed, and her figure wrapped in a black coat melted into the night.

Texas was still confused, but had to admit it.

These two swords seemed to be tailor-made for her.

However, she really cannot control such a long sword now.

With a frown, he was about to put the sword into the scabbard at his waist, but then he remembered that his sword and scabbard had disappeared in the fire.

Texas had no choice but to hold the swords upside down. He opened the door and returned to the room, placing the two swords against the sofa.

Curled up on the sofa, Texas stared at the turned-off TV, lost in thought.

Her father solved the most important survival problem for her.

Now, under the protection of Longmen, it is not a problem for her to survive.

But, do I really want this?

Texas doesn't know.

In the darkness with the lights off, the yellow and black eyes of the Luper girl were full of confusion.

And Lapland.

What does it mean that she gave herself the sword?

What did she mean by "not yet the time"?