Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Now this is the only thought in my aunt's mind.

The werewolf also had only one thought in his mind.

"What the hell?

Not only did this crappy company not go bankrupt, it actually made a profit?"

If he had known this, during the period when he returned to Xiosta from Casimir, he would have completely ignored this company that was hastily created in Casimir just to get a quota.

After all, Casimir's knight competition was terminated, and the werewolf did not continue to spend much effort on this matter.

But now this woman actually told me...

The company is profitable and making a lot of money?

This is outrageous.

It's as ridiculous as you originally wanted to chase a three-star four-cost lock health card, but ended up getting a three-star five-cost card.

But this money really has nothing to do with him.

All he contributed was a piece of useless junk. Now that the company is profitable, it must be all thanks to Zofia.

Although he is short of money now, it is a rule that men do not use women's money, especially money from strangers.

"The money you earn is yours, why are you asking me?"

The werewolf turned his gaze back and continued drinking his beer.

"Maria is still young. She will need money for many things in the future. You will need money if you take care of her alone."

My aunt, who had been in a state of embarrassment, was startled at these words, and now it was her turn to turn and look at Warwick.

This was the first time Sofia had seen a man like this.

He was unlike any man she had ever met.

Look directly into his eyes, and you will find that his eyes are as clear and clean as lake water.

Generally, such crystal clear lake water only appears in two situations.

One is a pool of newly melted water. It is innocent and has never suffered any wind, frost, rain, snow, pain or blow. It has been going smoothly all the way. It is clean, transparent, clear and stupid.

Zofia believed that this was definitely not the type of werewolf.

Then, he is the second type.

After experiencing countless stormy nights and passing through countless abysses, the long-turbid and dirty sewage began to settle itself. After experiencing the dark accumulation of long years, it learned not to go with the flow and learned to accumulate patiently.

The lake water began to become clear, clean, and gradually transparent and lucid. In contrast, the filth and dirt it had endured were deposited to the bottom of the lake and rotted into mud.

Such a man must have experienced a history that others could hardly imagine, and walked through an abyss of despair and darkness alone.

He has learned to overcome loneliness and enjoy it.

If he didn't have the natural arrogance and pride in his bones, how could he have trampled the biggest enemy in his life under his feet.

For the first time, Zofia felt that there was a peak in the world worth climbing.

She wanted to climb this mountain, to see the scenery that this mountain had once faced, to see the abyss that it had once crossed, and the darkness that it had once confronted.

She wanted to hear about the dirtiest and darkest human nature he had ever encountered in his life...

She wanted to understand him.

Chapter 80: The carnival begins, a mess

Zofia is not very old, but because of her status, as Maria's elder, she has seen too much darkness in the Linguang family.

However, she had only seen Warwick, who had remained clear-headed and calm after going through so many vicissitudes of life.

Even Mayenna had to restrain her edge...

But the man in front of him never concealed his identity and style. The top leader of a city sat in the bar, drinking and bragging with a bucket of draft beer worth 60 yuan...

Of course, this is also because she is ignorant. She didn't know that the mayor of Longmen City had to kneel on the washboard, the underworld boss was very good at washing dishes, and the last pure-blooded Wendigo was not good at talking but was good at baking cakes and cookies...

So, this made her even more curious about Warwick.

Picking up the cup, Zofia and the werewolf clinked their cups lightly.

"Come on!"

He raised his head proudly.

"Hiccup."

Putting down the beer cup, Zofia, with a flushed face, has now put aside all thoughts of climbing the Werewolf Mountain.

"Come and drink more~Drink more~"

Her beautiful pair of light blue eyes were dim and sparkling, and her originally rosy face had already turned red due to the large amount of alcohol she had consumed.

The whole person was leaning against the werewolf, with one arm on the table, and it looked like she was about to fall down at any moment.

Let me tell you how serious Sofia’s situation is right now.

Even Rafiela was scared.

You figure it out.

"Don't give her any more..."

The little crow looked at the golden drunk horse and raised his head to look at Warwick with some embarrassment.

"Sir, she drank up all the beer here..."

As he spoke, the little crow glanced at several large beer barrels nearby.

This tavern is just Little Crow's hobby, so they don't prepare too much alcohol and usually not many people come.

These beers were originally prepared for his father. As a soldier, old Pancho could not live without cigarettes and beer.

But now, these two people drank them all dry.

The little crow was stunned. Even if her father could drink, he couldn't drink as much as these two!

The big sister with golden hair was okay, at least she had some reaction after drinking it, and she looked intoxicated.

But that green Lupert. Not only did everything about him reveal that this was abnormal, but he also drank more than the woman!

But let alone being drunk, he didn’t even go to the toilet!

Is this normal?

"Oh, okay, okay."

But the werewolf didn't think there was anything strange about himself.

The werewolf took out his communicator, scanned the code to pay the bill, helped Zofia up, and wanted to help her leave.

However, as soon as Zofia's long legs left the stool, her whole body involuntarily leaned towards the werewolf.

It looked like he had drunk too much and was having trouble walking.

"Oh, really... you can't drink, but you drink so much..."

The werewolf frowned, knowing that he couldn't leave now.

With a sigh of helplessness, the werewolf had no choice but to reach out his hand...

All of a sudden, Sofia was trapped under her armpits.

"Let's go, girl, your wine is good!"

The werewolf waved his hand, and left the tavern in the flash of golden light while the little crow looked at him, saying "This uncle is so weird", and returned to the room on the yacht in the flash of golden light.

"Bo..."

Suddenly, Xiao Ke, who was sitting in the room waiting for the werewolf, pounced on him as soon as he saw this.

"Shh, Xiao Ke, be good and go out and find the rabbit first."

The werewolf whispered as he rubbed Xiao Ke's warm and soft fur.

Xiao Ke is good in every way except that he is too energetic. He can only calm down for a while when he lies in his arms or next to the Nine-Colored Deer. People who are drunk are most afraid of noise.

"Oh!"

Ceobe, who was grinning from ear to ear as the werewolf rubbed her, didn't ask why. She just opened the door and walked out, following the scent to find Froststar.

The werewolf put Zofia on the bed. She was wearing a swimsuit today, so it didn't matter if she didn't take it off.

He poured a cup of hot water and placed it on the bedside table so that she could quench her thirst when she got up, then the werewolf turned and left.

And just at that moment he closed the door!

Sofia suddenly opened her eyes, and the clarity in her eyes didn't look like she was drunk at all!

Spreading her long legs, Sofia turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, supporting her face.

She is Zofia, nicknamed Thousand Cups.

Watching the werewolf's back as he left, she looked at the hot water beside her. She tested it with her hand and it was just right for drinking.

Picking up the cup and taking a sip, Zofia sighed.

You guy...

What is so good for...

This is different from her situation where she is only too enthusiastic.

In Chen Huijie's room, the wonton pot was open on both sides.

A dragon and a rat were facing each other.

“Why are you stopping me!”

The little mouse was very angry.

She was having a great time playing football when suddenly this guy rushed in and took her away.

Who are you?

But Chen on the other side spoke in a lukewarm tone.

"You are committing a crime, so I have the right to stop you."

"You're such a sausage..."

Lin Yuxia, who had been holding back a lot of anger, completely exploded this time. She spat at Lao Chen in the face with a mouthful of swear words, showing no mercy at all.

"What?"

Old Chen was also anxious.

Well, you dare to turn around and talk back to me? You don't know how to write the word death, do you?

She hasn't cursed anyone for a long time since she came out of Longmen.

Oh, the previous scolding of those hooligans to "get lost" doesn't count, because to Chen Huijie, getting lost is considered a civilized and polite expression.

When she was in the Imperial Guard Bureau, she and Shi Huaiya often used this sentence to greet each other.

And precisely because she hadn't cursed at Longmen for a long time, Xiao Longnu felt really uncomfortable. After all, Lin Yuxia was still in Longmen, and she couldn't face her colleagues from Rhodes Island who kept talking about her ancestors and the family property.

Therefore, Xiaolongnu fought back without mercy.

For a moment, ancestors and joy flew together, relatives and friends and organs were all the same, and the two people cursed each other without any hesitation.

One of these two guys is from the government, and the other is a gangster. They have been dealing with criminals for many years, so the gossips they talk about are so rich and varied that ordinary people cannot understand.

From the eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and hands to gods, tigers, and dogs, every one of them jumped out and became an offensive weapon.

Ernesto on the side was stunned.

When he was a few years old, he was thrown into the army by his own father Pancho Sr. The military discipline of Bolivar's troops was not very good, so he thought he had seen all kinds of ways of cursing in the army.

But it was not until today that he realized that the saying "Don't compete with a woman in swearing" is really true.

Although he couldn't understand what the two women were saying, he could tell from their body language and expressions that their verbal fight had definitely reached a fever pitch from the very beginning.

The weak, helpless and pitiful big golden retriever could only sit aside and shiver as he watched the two ladies swearing.

But the two men became more and more excited as they cursed. One of them picked up the shotgun behind him, and the other rolled up his sleeves and they were about to start fighting.