Warwick the Godfather of Terra

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"But, after all, we are just speculating and have no evidence yet. Now we can only find someone to help us confirm it."

The Archangel was stunned when he heard this.

"Looking for someone to help confirm it? Who?"

Croissant coughed.

“Who do you think is most important to Mr. Warwick besides Texas?

And who, besides Mr. Warwick, could have any important connection with Texas?

And who is this person whom these two people know and whom we also know? "

Upon hearing this, Angelus suddenly understood, and the light on his head brightened a little.

"That must be the boss!"

As she spoke, she took out her communicator, opened the address book, picked out the number of "Black Heart Penguin", and pressed the dial button.

However, the voice coming from the communicator number was not the unique voice of the dead penguin.

Instead, it is a busy tone for calls that are in progress.

Listening to the voice in the universal language played on the communicator, the three people looked at each other.

The Archangel cut off the communication.

"It seems that Texas is much faster than us."

Sora sighed.

The emperor's communicator number is basically never busy, because he simply won't answer calls from ordinary people, and extraordinary people rarely call him. The group created by the werewolf basically includes most of the people he can contact with the communicator.

What's more, because the werewolves disappeared these days, the emperor said in person that he would go on vacation to celebrate.

It's even more impossible to answer the phone.

So, it can only be Texas Communications.

Croissant covered his face.

"Now we can only hope that the boss's words won't have any impact on Texas."

"Let's go find a doctor first."

The Archangel was also a little scared.

As expected, there were no other people besides the three of them. On the other side of the busy communicator, the Emperor was communicating with Texas through the communicator.

"boss."

Texas' voice made the emperor raise his brow.

This sound is wrong.

You know, Texas never used such a serious tone even when calling himself boss.

After all, her father's dead wild dog was there, so she didn't need to show much respect to herself.

But this time, the voice coming from the communicator was completely devoid of its usual relaxed tone.

Instead, he looked as heavy as if he was carrying something, which made the emperor feel that something was wrong.

"what happened?"

The familiar voice coming from the communicator made Texas feel a little more at ease. It seemed that the emperor had not changed and was still the same emperor.

"I, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things."

After thinking it over, Texas decided to tell the emperor everything.

She still remembered that the emperor confronted the beast master for her in Syracuse, so she was still willing to believe in the emperor.

However, after all, the world has undergone some subtle changes, so Texas has to use a euphemism.

"Oh, forgot something?"

The emperor put the cup in his hand on the table, waved his hand to signal the person opposite him to stop making noise, and then pushed his glasses.

Texas forgot? Forgot what?

"I..I seem to have forgotten about Warwick."

"What??"

Suddenly, the emperor's voice on the other end of the communicator suddenly surged to a level that seemed to be able to pierce through the roof.

"Have you forgotten the dead wild dog?"

"Wait, I'll be right back."

Without saying a word, the emperor quickly cut off the communication.

"Quack, quack, fat goose..."

The duck in a suit opposite was about to laugh at his old friend.

However, the emperor ignored him, raised his hand and overturned the table, then turned around and stood up.

"I have family matters to attend to. The deal is off."

Having said that, he disappeared in the room the next moment.

The bear outside heard the noise and rushed in. He opened the door, but all he saw was the beer duck covered in beer.

"Damn it! Damn it, ga ga ga!!!"

Duck Duke's voice was exasperated.

Didn’t you, old bitch, say that you had a business deal and wanted my help?

Not only did he leave suddenly, but he also spilled the wine all over himself.

Next time we meet, even if you kneel down and beg me, I won’t listen to you!

You damned flat-haired beast!

Looking at the boss who was cursing there, Bai Xiong really wanted to remind his boss.

You are actually a flat-haired beast...

However, after thinking about his salary, White Bear stopped talking.

Rhode Island, Texas put down the communicator, got out of bed and stretched his body.

After looking at the clothes on the bedside, she reached out and took them, took off her hospital gown and put on this set of clothes.

Texas frowned as he made the switch.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, she just felt that her clothes...

Big?

Looking at the obviously abnormal and empty chest, Texas felt that this size was not what he should have.

Texas tightened his clothes and came to the door and just pushed it open.

Then a yellow shadow rushed in.

"Dede! You finally woke up! I was so worried about you!"

With her head pressed against Texas' chest, Cheobe rubbed it continuously.

For Xiao Ke, besides her uncle and Aunt Lu, Texas is one of her few relatives.

So, after learning that Texas was in a coma, she had been very worried. Finally, Aunt Lu agreed to bring her to see her, which made her very happy.

The Nine-Colored Deer at the door was dressed in white. Looking at Texas, who was standing on the ground with a confused look on his face, his brows twitched slightly.

He sighed secretly.

O king of heaven.

The sins you have committed are too great.

Can't you find someone else to do it?

Chapter 25: I am the heir?

"Sniff sniff!"

Keobe, who was lying on top of Texas, had just finished speaking when she suddenly stopped talking.

She frowned and started to smell it in Texas.

It smells so embarrassing for Texas.

However, she couldn't push Keobe away. After all, it seemed like she had a very good relationship with Keobe.

Ceobe was sniffing and wondering.

"Hey, Dede, you smell so weird!"

As she spoke, Ceobe narrowed her eyes and began to think.

Dede is definitely still the same Dede. Although the taste has changed a little, Ceope can still distinguish it.

But what is this strange smell on Dede?

what is it?

Ceobe thought about it over and over again but couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, seeing the expression on Texas' face becoming more and more stiff, the Nine-Colored Deer in a moon-white coat beside him could not bear it anymore.

Others cannot tell that the product inside this Texas shell is not original, but for the Nine-Colored Deer, it is not a problem.

Just kidding, do you understand the true value of Tathagata?

Looking at Texas who obviously had no idea what was going on, Jiuselu reached out and gently patted Xiaoke's head.

She had to step in to break the awkwardness, otherwise, she suspected that Texas would be able to dig out a courtyard house here today.

"Okay, Xiao Ke, let's go. Texas just woke up, don't disturb her, let her have a good rest."

After hearing what the Nine-Colored Deer said, although Ceope was reluctant, she still said "oh" obediently, pulled her head out of Texas's obviously emptier chest, and stood up.

"Then Dede, you have to get better soon."

After taking a reluctant look at Texas, Ceobe walked to the Nine-Colored Deer and reached out to hold the Deer's arm.

Texas Game was embarrassed and had to nod.

After all, in the original world, although she knew that Ceope was a good child, with her temper she would definitely not have much contact with Ceope, so she was not very familiar with her.

Therefore, Texas only felt a little embarrassed about the kindness shown by Ceobe.

But before she could open her mouth, Jiuselu spoke before she could.

“He sees what he sees, and what he sees is not what he sees.”

The words of the Nine-Colored Deer were not spoken in the common language, but in the official language of Dayan.

Texas has lived in Longmen for a long time, so naturally he can understand it.

Suddenly, she was stunned when she heard it. What did it mean?

What you see is not what you see?

Just when she was wondering, the Nine-Colored Deer spoke again.

“He heard what he heard, and what he heard was not what he heard.”

“Only you hear what you hear, and only you see what you see.

What you hear is what you hear, and what you see is what you see.”

She looked at Texas, who clearly had a trace of Warwick's soul in his body, and reached out to gently hold Keobe's hand.