Warwick the Godfather of Terra

"Wait a minute?"

Lappland raised an eyebrow.

"Which father is yours?"

Texas smiled.

"Since that night many years ago, I have only had one father."

Laplande glanced at the filial daughter and continued driving.

"My father told me something."

"A solution of force is always better than a solution of words."

Texas put her long legs on the front box of the co-pilot's cab, and in her mind, the events of that night reappeared in her memory.

That was a few years ago, when Penguin Logistics had just been established, and she encountered it after returning from a mission.

At that time, Kong was surrounded and hunted by a group of people, and she helped him.

But during the confrontation, the opponent launched a sneak attack and hit her in the cheek.

Then, she would never forget...

The father who rushed out like a fierce ghost...

"After the system translation: Solving with force is always better than wasting words.

(Warwick's original words: Try not to quarrel if you can take action!)"

After the bloody battle, my father grabbed a large portion of the meat skewers and wiped his hands on the corpses on the ground while talking to himself.

"These lowly creatures are not worth a knuckle of yours.

(I won’t let a bunch of bastards touch my baby even a finger)”

"Child, be brave and do what you want to do, but don't be afraid of provoking disputes, and don't be afraid of confrontation.

(My daughter, do what you need to do. We don’t cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble.)”

“I am your Father and your authority.

(If you have any problem, go to your father. Your father is still useful.)"

"Nothing is more precious to me than you."

It was a dark and windy night.

But, she was happy.

"So, Mr. Warwick really taught you to recruit people this way?"

As the gate of the next parts distribution factory got closer and closer to them, Lappland blew the whistle.

"No."

Big Texas, who was interrupted from his memories, came back to his senses, smiled and shook his head.

"But I believe that my father will support any decision I make."

Texas folded his long legs and opened the car door.

"Hey, it's great to have a powerful dad. Unlike me, I have to do the dirty work."

Sighing, Lappland pulled out two big swords from the back of the car.

Two people walked into the factory.

And that’s when the two wolves were making a friendly takeover in Colombia.

Something similar was happening quietly in Dosores.

And what’s interesting is that the one who did this was also the werewolf’s daughter.

It's just dry.

"boom!"

The table was kicked over, the drinks spilled all over the floor, and the expensive cigar was soaked in tequila and could not be smoked.

"Tell me, who is in charge of this place now?"

The high-heeled slippers stepped hard on the nightclub owner's face. The owner's strong body, originally a underground boxer, was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of the little girl from Zarak.

"It's your business! It's your business!"

The boss's voice was extremely urgent, because the champagne knife that was originally used to open the champagne was already against his bull, and it seemed that in the next moment, she was going to let him release the bull.

"Okay, very good."

After patting the guy on the face, Lin Yuxia stood up.

"Go on with your business."

He waved his hand and threw away the champagne knife in his hand.

"when!"

The entire champagne knife was inserted right between the boss's legs, bouncing and hitting his thighs.

The boss was about to stand up, but was frightened so much that he fell down again.

Damn, Niu Niu is in danger!

Lin Yuxia ignored his actions, smoothed her hair, and walked out the door.

The sunny and cheerful boy is already waiting outside the door.

Ernesto has become numb rather than accustomed to it.

The young lady in front of me really doesn't play by the rules.

Logically speaking, clearing a place to use as a base was the most extraordinary method he could think of.

But unexpectedly, the daughter of this Rat King, the future Rat King, would be even more outrageous.

So far, she has picked seven or eight places. From this morning until now, she has gathered all the independent guerrillas in the nearby street.

Ernesto was becoming increasingly confused as to what she was trying to do.

Besides, isn’t it said that the Rat King of Longmen is an experienced and wise man, the kind who thinks three steps ahead before taking one step?

How come this daughter of the Rat King has a completely different style? Who does she look like?

The stupidity is outrageous, just like...

"It's like you have no brains!"

Zofia looked at the bar in front of her and glared at Warwick beside her.

"No, you brought me all this way just to take me for a drink?"

I can drink it in Casimir too!

Also, who would bring someone to a bar in broad daylight? Even if you want to do something bad, you should do it at night!

"Oh, don't worry, her family is in a good environment."

Warwick waved his hand vaguely and opened the door with the half-asleep Keobe.

Zofia walked into the tavern with a snort.

The whole tavern was still empty. The little girl who didn't look too smart last time was holding a huge beer mug and staring blankly there, looking silly and easy to trick.

"Ah, we have guests..."

Hearing the bell ring, Rafiela, who was originally in a daze, suddenly reacted and looked towards the door.

"Hey, it's the uncle from last time."

Although La Fiela was dull and soft, she remembered people like Warwick very clearly.

"Come on, girl, give me a full cup of that, and give this auntie..."

The werewolf said as he placed Ceobe on a chair and then pulled out a stool for Zofia.

After thinking about it, I was planning to ask for a glass of wine for Sofia as well, but then I thought...

It’s not a good idea. After all, when we bring someone to a bar to drink, we don’t know what her taste is, so we should let her order by herself.

After all, when she was in Casimir, Zofia often drank bottle after bottle of wine with old Martin and the others.

"Ah!"

There was a loud bang.

Old Martin sneezed and blew the cards in his hand away.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's a deadly move! That guy Warwick said so!"

The big white bear on the opposite side clapped his hands immediately.

"It's your treat tonight!"

Bald Martin rubbed his nose, looking angry.

"It must be that Zofia, talking about me behind my back."

At this time, the door of the old tavern opened.

"What happened to my aunt?"

Maria came in carrying a bag of puffed food.

"Hey, little Maria, you didn't practice swordplay at home, aren't you afraid that your aunt will spank you?"

Koval glanced at the little girl.

Maria waved her hand generously, looking calm.

"It's okay, my uncle is back and took my aunt away!"

Suddenly, the three people in the room were stunned at first, and then their faces turned excited.

"what? What?"

"Warwick and Zofia are out?"

A few old Bidens who wanted to watch the fun surrounded Maria.

The two parties they were talking about were sitting in the bar drinking draft beer and eating beef jerky.

"Oh, that's right."

Holding the glass, Sofia took a big gulp of draft beer.

The cold wine poured into her throat, and a refreshing feeling emanated from every pore. Zofia shook her head, hummed happily, and turned to look at Warwick while putting another piece of beef jerky into her mouth.

"Our company has always been in my hands, aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?

Now we are making a lot of money.”

Zofia tested his attitude.

She wanted to know what the werewolf thought of their child.

But she didn't get a reply.

But a pair of eyes full of surprise swept over.

"What, what happened? What's on my face?"

His stare at her gave Sofia a startle.

Twisting the plump raclette cheese, Zofia looked away somewhat unnaturally.

Damn, why is this guy staring at me?

Warwick's three-meter height made his eyes much larger than those of ordinary people. After being transformed by Singed, his gaze fell on Zofia, which made his aunt feel as if she was being burned by a searchlight.

It was as if wherever my eyes passed through, there was nothing naked...

Sofia blushed a little.

But fortunately, I can cover it up by being drunk.

Why is this guy staring at me?