Warwick the Godfather of Terra

The two shoulder armors that were lying beside the dog-headed man like decorations just now suddenly turned into two other ferocious dog heads. The hellhound with burning flames wrapped around its body truly bared its fangs at this moment!

"Don't test my patience."

The axe, which looked like both a sharp axe and a scepter, smashed the earth, and the scorching fire of hell gushed out.

This frightened Cheobe.

"I only have a gun and an axe, I don't need to learn how to grow bigger...

Woohoo, don't hit me!"

"Strength is forged in the fire of the soul."

The three huge vicious dogs were chasing after the little puppy.

"Every fork in your path leads to fire."

"Temper yourself in the flames, and you are destruction."

Ceobe was going mad.

She knew that Uncle Nasus would not hurt her, but she really didn't want to learn how to grow bigger in such a painful way!

Woo, help, uncle, where are you?

Outside the dream, Keobe frowned, as if she had been severely taught a lesson.

He began to padd his body with his hands and feet in the steel rocking chair, as if sleepwalking.

However, Warwick, who had already driven to the garbage dump near the slums, was unaware of all this.

Compared with a few years ago, Longmen has made great progress now.

Moreover, due to the joining of Zuan New Energy Company, many new employees and investors flocked in.

This newly opened Zaun New Energy Technology Company is truly an outlier on the continent of Terra.

They are able to make use of any energy except for Originium, so this means that they are completely on a different track from those old technology companies.

The protective clothing and a series of protective devices they developed do not require Originium to drive them, but instead use a special composite energy source. Therefore, even infected people can use them without worrying about the risk of further infection.

Non-infected people can use it with confidence without any worries.

Therefore, it is quite popular among some wealthy families in Victoria and Colombia.

After all, in the land of Terra, every non-infected person is at risk of becoming infected at any time.

From the eldest daughter of Victoria's famous spice family to the eldest daughter of the Minos perfume family, all have used the protective devices produced by it.

Therefore, with such a good opportunity, the capitalists who smelled the scent of money rushed in like sharks smelling blood, intending to take part.

But in this matter, Chief Wei of Longmen changed his usual friendly attitude and rejected all business negotiations with an iron fist.

The businessmen who came to negotiate the deal were dumbfounded even though they had huge sums of money in their hands.

No, aren’t you a newly opened new energy technology company?

Why reject other people’s investment?

How can you look down on us? Just tell us the amount, we can afford it!

Besides, don't think I don't know that although you, Wei Yanwu, the mayor of Longmen, look very powerful, you only own less than 5% of the shares in other people's companies!

Your wife's percentage is higher than yours.

What the hell are you talking about with us, you henpecked bastard? Let me talk to the major shareholder!

Well, this magical Zaun Technology Alchemy Company has a magical major shareholder.

The major shareholder holds 86 percent of the shares.

What does this mean? This is not just an absolute controlling stake.

It’s like the entire company is completely controlled by that person.

Of the remaining fourteen percent, four percent belonged to Wei Laoer and four percent to the Rat King.

Five percent belongs to Wen Yue.

I don't know where the other 1% went.

To have absolute control, only 51% is required. What is 86 minus 51?

Thirty-five!

If these thirty-five were divided, it would be a very big piece of cake.

It is also said that this major shareholder who has never appeared was one of the former founders of Rhine Life. After the big explosion of Rhine Life, he left Columbia and moved to Longmen, where he founded Zuan Technology.

Otherwise, how could they have created something completely independent of the Originium system?

Rhine Life has never come out to refute the rumors and has always chosen to avoid the matter, as if it had never heard of it.

Just like the reason for the huge explosion of Rhine Life a few years ago, no one mentions it.

All of a sudden, these people who spread the gossip became like the sword master who got a pentakill, and they started to show off. The more the gossip spread, the more outrageous it became, and the more plausible it became.

The boss of this Zaun Technology Company is the current founder of Rhine Life, Ms. Kerry Huten Wright’s boyfriend. However, he broke up with this iron-blooded female president after a falling out. So, he took advantage of the opportunity of the Rhine Life explosion, transferred his assets, and came to Longmen to start a new business.

The Rhine Life's explosion was an attack plan launched by the current owner of Zaun Technology Company in order to steal Rhine Life's research assets.

There are countless gossips like this.

Are you always used to joining in the fun, especially this kind of fun that comes with some gossip?

But no matter what, the fact that "Zuan Technology Company is related to Rhine Life" has been confirmed by everyone after so many rumors.

With Rhine Life as the backer, everyone felt relieved and rented a house in Longmen, waiting for the legendary major shareholder to appear.

Then they were left alone in Longmen. Until now, many people have bought the temporary rental houses in Longmen, but the ridiculously stubborn Zaun Technology Company has never given in.

The legendary major shareholder never showed up.

However, now this legendary major shareholder is looking for scraps in a smelly garbage dump that they would never expect.

Due to the increase in foreign population, Longmen’s landfill has also expanded a lot.

All the garbage dumps in the vicinity are managed by a local tyrant named Boland.

Even if it is the Rat King's gang, if they want to get a piece of the pie, they must support Bolande and abide by his rules.

If you don't defend, he'll have a good talk with you using the launcher in his hand that's as powerful as a light siege crossbow, and ask you to defend.

So, in this garbage dump, Boland is the real local tyrant.

However, the local emperor now acted like a grandson, smiling flatteringly at Warwick who was unloading bread crusts and steamed buns from the cart, and said.

"That, boss."

Boland felt puzzled when he saw this boss who was obviously very capable but was willing to be an ordinary barbecue owner.

As the first person to have witnessed this strength firsthand, he knew exactly how capable and competent his boss was.

But why is he unwilling to take his group of people to do something big?

"What are you doing?"

Warwick unloaded the things on the seat, put on the skin of the wild jackal again, turned his head and squinted at the bear cub who had become stronger and more sturdy over the years, with a fat face.

"Nothing, there are just a lot of outsiders from Ursus who want to find something to survive near the garbage dump."

A fierce look flashed across the bear cub's face.

"Do you want me to... kill them?"

The werewolf frowned.

Looking at the bear cub that has become ferocious, has it grown crooked in the past few years?

Have you forgotten that you used to sleep in a trash can? Now you want to kill someone just because he picked up trash?

Then why didn't I just kill you at the beginning?

"Never mind. Go and get the things I told you to collect."

Warwick leaned against the engine and looked at Boland.

The gloom on Boland's face suddenly faded away, replaced by a silly smile. After agreeing, he turned and went to the small room at the back, and soon dragged out a huge bag.

"It's all here, Boss."

The werewolf opened his pocket, looked at the mess of parts inside, and nodded.

"Okay, then I'm leaving."

Warwick gathered the things in his hands, put them on the bike, turned around and got on his motorcycle.

He doesn't have that much time to take care of the child, he has more important things to do.

"Slow down, boss."

As he waved goodbye to Warwick, the smile on Boland's face was still as naive as ever.

After a long time.

Still smiling, Boland returned to his room and looked at the small pile of red gold in the room, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"No one can ask anyone for help."

Sitting on the pile of red gold, Brand closed his eyes.

He was disgusted by the unpleasant stench near the garbage dump.

But because of this guy, he still had to help him watch over here.

Only by sitting on red gold can he calm down.

Although he paid him, he knew very well that he must have brought him more!

But he never gave himself even a share!

And all these things he sat on were earned by himself.

Now, he doesn't need to wait for anything anymore.

Originally, if that woman had not appeared last month, he could have endured it and continued to do it. After all, he could not overthrow this guy by himself.

However, it is different now.

Taking out the communicator, Boland looked at the number on it and took a deep breath.

The dial button was pressed.

"Dudududu..."

The wait seemed like a century.

at last.

"Hey, have you finally figured it out?"

The voice on the other end of the communicator was very neurotic. Although it was a female voice and sounded quite nice, it carried an indescribable sense of madness.

How should I put it, it's like having a serious illness.

"When will you act?"

Boland's voice was frantic and his breathing became heavy.

His eyes were bloodshot and he was in a state of excitement.

"Yo, can't you wait to become Longmen's new underworld boss?"

The female voice on the other end of the communicator laughed.

"You really don't want to be so shameless, but we like greedy people."

The female voice cursed very crisply and clearly.

"Just wait. Today is already the 16th. According to our speculation, we will definitely take action before the 25th. Be patient, you black-hearted brat."

Hearing the female voice on the other end of the communicator, Boland frowned.

“I need more funds now.”

The female voice seemed to have predicted that he would say this.

"Okay, no problem. In a few days, we will send some more people to take some of the supplies over to you. You just need to be our inside line."