Warwick the Godfather of Terra

When helping out in the store, he was a good hand.

The only problem is...

"Uncle, uncle, I'm hungry."

Keobe, who had just finished eating roasted eggplant and was leaning against Warwick, opened her eyes after closing them for a moment and cried pitifully.

The werewolf sighed.

This girl is such a big eater.

She can eat a lot, and it seems like she has no connection with the word "full". No matter when you give her something, she can eat it.

This is outrageous.

Warwick grilled a few bunches of green peppers and other vegetables and gave them to Ceobe. Watching her wolfing down the food, he felt a little upset.

Actually, it stands to reason that if the cost of a barbecue restaurant is divided into 10%, 30% is spent on the restaurant, 30% on the carbon, 20% on labor, 10% on costs, and 10% on management.

But for him, even though the shop was owned by his daughter and no carbon was needed, the cost was not saved at all.

"Alright, alright, let's go to the back and eat. Gouzi, keep an eye on it. Tell me when it's time to turn the table."

Warwick moved his legs slightly.

Ceope, who was holding a mushroom in his mouth, nodded immediately, then turned into a streak of yellow lightning and disappeared.

Warwick looked at his daughter who had packed up and turned to leave, sighed silently, and continued to grill the skewers.

What he didn't notice was that after Texas turned around, his body trembled slightly.

The emperor dragged his head into his cavity back to the bar, put the old fat penguin on the table and pushed him to get the head out.

The emperor shook his neck and looked at the Angelus who lowered his head and smiled at him.

"Alright, you even dared to murder the boss, and you went to the dead wild dog for protection."

As he said this, he slapped the table.

"You really think I'm afraid of that dead wild dog?"

The emperor stared.

"Ah."

The Archangel nodded.

"afraid."

Croissant added.

They were very clear about the suppression power Uncle Warwick had on their boss. Every time the boss went to Warwick to reason, he would come back with a bruised face.

Although he was dark-skinned, the bruises on his nose were not very noticeable, and he was also quite fat and round, so the swelling of his face was not noticeable.

"You guys, you've lost your salary this month!!"

The angry emperor glared, slammed the table, and leaned back.

This was his habitual action, which he learned from the duck.

However, now he seemed to have forgotten that he was not on a chair, but on the bar.

When it leaned back, its back did not touch the back of the chair, but instead leaned on empty space. In an instant, the whole goose fell off the table.

"Pfft."

A soft sound.

As mentioned before, the emperor opened a bar, and bars usually have ice buckets available.

Ice buckets are usually placed under the bar.

So the emperor happened to fall headfirst into the ice bucket.

Suddenly, there was another scream.

"Help me up! I fell into the ice bucket!"

Angel of Power and Croissant looked at the emperor and rolled their eyes, while Angel of Cruelty curled her lips.

The bread man nodded.

"Boss, wait a minute, we're here to rescue you!"

Croissant turned over and rushed towards the emperor with swift movements...

The cash register next to me came over.

He entered the password skillfully and quietly pressed the reminder bell. The bread man's movements were smooth and fluid, and it was obvious that he was a veteran.

After counting out their Nuclear Angel wages from a pile of Lungmen coins, the baker and the conscientious ones put the rest in the cash register.

They are principled and only take what they deserve.

Seeing that his partner had succeeded, Archangel quickly picked up the emperor and began to pull the ice bucket down.

Suddenly, there was chaos inside Penguin Logistics.

After finally pulling the ice bucket down, Texas walked in with a bad look on his face.

"Boss."

He nodded at the emperor who had a cold face.

"I feel a little uncomfortable, so I'll go back first."

The emperor was now so angry that he stopped being angry. He looked at Texas, who looked unhappy, and waved his wings.

"Go ahead, just come back tomorrow. I'll give you a day off today."

Texas nodded, turned around, rode the motorcycle at the door, and returned to Apartment 18 Jiuhua Street.

As soon as he reached the door, Texas was subconsciously about to take out the key to open the door, but he frowned suddenly as if he remembered something.

Then he turned around resolutely, got on his motorcycle, and returned to the Penguin Logistics dormitory.

I opened the door of my room and saw that there were not many things in the room, just two or three band posters, a box of chocolate bars under the bed, and a travel bag hanging on the wall.

Turning over on the cot, Texas looked at the ceiling above his head.

There was nothing on the white ceiling.

I don’t know how long it was before Black Wolf suddenly sat up and took off his coat, leaving only the bra underneath.

In the middle of the two warm masses that were already beginning to take shape, there was a bright green scar.

This was the one that was pierced by Lappland's sword.

Now, although the scar has healed, several densely packed green rays of light extend outward from it!

It looks like the light on Ultraman's chest when he fights monsters.

at this time.

"Give it up. We are one after all. I won't hurt you. What's wrong with that?"

Came the voice in Texas's head.

Texas frowned.

She didn't know when it started, but whenever she got close to her father, the voice that once appeared in her mind would reappear in her subconscious.

Moreover, even if she was away from her father, as long as she stayed with the two swords given to her by Lappland, that guy would appear in her subconscious.

For this reason, she had to join the Emperor's Penguin Logistics and started taking on field work crazily.

The purpose is to calm myself down when I am away from my father.

She even reforged her weapons, moved out of Jiuhua Street, and lived in the dormitory of Penguin Logistics.

Over the years, I have no idea how many times I have communicated with this guy.

She knew very well that 'she' was another herself.

Because, 'she' and she have the same feelings towards her father.

However, Texas is well aware that it is not mature enough yet.

But 'she' can sit in her father's arms and act like a spoiled child very skillfully, and take a nap while hugging her father's arm.

She asked herself if she could do this.

So, she needs to defeat 'her'.

"Oh, forget it, I won't say anything more. I am just so stubborn as expected."

The voice in his head faded away, and Texas turned over, looking at his slender fingers.

Sorry, Dad.

I must have disappointed you now, but I can't have too much contact with you yet.

But one day, I will let you know.

I am your daughter and will always be your only daughter.

Cellinina Warwick.

Texas undressed, took his bathing supplies, and walked to the bathroom.

The headquarters of Penguin Logistics is an entire building that the Emperor generously contracted with a wave of his hand.

This building used to be a gym, so the bathroom is very big.

Once inside, in the hazy fog, I couldn't see anything else clearly, but the halo above the Archangel's head was very bright.

“So I say that the boss of the new energy company who signed the agreement should have gotten a lower price.”

Croissant hummed as he rubbed the shower gel on himself.

"Such a good thing is charged so high. It is clearly labeled as energy-saving, but the price is not energy-saving at all."

The baker was a little angry.

Because she found that even if she received this month's income, she still couldn't afford the combat uniform.

Really, why is it so expensive?

Isn’t this Zuan Technology a new technology company that has only emerged in recent years? Why is it more expensive than Rhine Life’s technological protective clothing?

"Alright, alright, it's normal for good things to be more expensive."

The Archangel rubbed her head vigorously, and her short red hair was fully covered with white shampoo foam.

After all, with a halo on her head, it is always inconvenient for Angelica to wash her hair.

"It's easy for you, your boss will reimburse your ammunition. But it's different for me, I have to pay for all my equipment myself."

Turning on the shower head and rinsing off the foam on his body, Croissant let the hot water splash onto his smooth back.

"Then why don't you talk about Texas? Texas still pays for its own equipment."

At this time, Archangel also began to run water to rinse his head.

Streams of warm water, carrying white foam, flowed over the mountains, through the deep valleys, over two pillars of heaven, and finally slid into the ditch.

"If you have a sponsor who gives you a substantial amount of money every month, you can buy whatever you want."

"Hey."

At this point, Croissant sighed.

For some reason, Texas receives a huge amount of money from Colombia every month.

Moreover, it did not specify who made the call, but no matter how Texas changed the card number, the money would arrive on schedule and even increase over time.

Although Texas's consumption can be fully supported by the salary paid by the boss, it does not even need the money given by Uncle Warwick.

But, croissants are really delicious.

That’s more than one million Longmen coins every month.

Why is there no one to support...

"Wow."

The sound of water sounded.