Warwick the Godfather of Terra

What's more, although Ceobe is called Gouzi, it is just a nickname and she is not a real dog. The werewolf can't bear to let Ceobe eat the leftovers.

This little girl looks like she is easy to support. Since I rescued her, I can't be considered a black-hearted capitalist if I don't pay her.

It just so happened that Brother Lin had given me two courtyards, and I and Ceobe lived in one. The other one had been lying there for years, and it was just sitting there doing nothing.

And with someone here, if I’m not at home in the future and something urgent happens, there will be someone to look after Xiao Ke.

Texas has her own life now, and Warwick doesn't intend to disturb her. She is living a happy life now.

This way, everything is perfect.

"I will, I will!"

Misha's eyes lit up when she heard this. She was smart and of course she knew what this sentence meant.

"Do you need a clerk for your store? I can do everything. I don't need a salary, I just need food. I can live in the store..."

Misha quickly demonstrated her worth, speaking incoherently.

In Ursus, no one would hire an infected person.

Except for mercenaries.

"It's okay. You can learn if you don't know how. It's very simple."

The werewolf turned his head away. As a wilderness jackal, he liked this free thing.

"I opened a barbecue stall in Longmen. You can come and be a waiter. I also have a house. You can live there. I won't charge you rent every month. Your salary can be used to pay off the debt."

The werewolf said, rubbing Keobe's head.

"If you don't want to, I can..."

Before he could finish his words, a pair of cold little hands covered his steel claws.

"I do, I do."

Misha looked at this old scavenger named Luper, whose whole body was covered with a mess of steel, and she felt a warm feeling in her heart that she had never felt before.

She never thought that one day she would have a job and a place to live.

Compared to Ursus, the hell of the infected, life in Longmen is like heaven.

"Okay, if you agree, just sit still. We'll be back soon. I'll help you clean up first."

Looking in the rearview mirror at Misha, who was ragged and looked like a mud monkey, the werewolf sighed.

What a sin! This child is only sixteen years old and he has to fight for his life.

When he first encountered Texas, Texas was about this big.

"What should I call you then?"

Misha asked quietly.

"Call me dad..."

The werewolf subconsciously wanted to say those two words.

Then he stopped suddenly and wanted to slap himself in the face.

He is really used to being someone's father. When he sees a little girl, he wants to be her father. He doesn't even care about his shamelessness.

"Call the boss."

The werewolf said seriously.

"Okay, boss."

Misha smiled, her curved eyelashes were as thick as black arcs.

"However, the most urgent task is to resolve the identity issue of this girl."

Now that he had fooled the new clerk, how to get her into the team became Warwick's problem.

"Hey, niece."

After thinking for a while, Warwick took out his communicator, opened the number that Brother Wei had sent to his eldest niece, and called.

In fact, if he could avoid causing trouble for Brother Wei Yanwu, Lao Fan still didn't want to inform Wei Yanwu.

After all, Brother Wei seems to be very busy in recent years. Every time the brothers come out for dinner, the four of them are always in high spirits.

Only Brother Wei Yanwu always had dark circles under his eyes and looked tired, which made Old Fan sigh.

That's why people say Longmen is more humane than Chernobyl. With such a good mayor working hard and managing the city meticulously every day, how can Longmen not prosper?

It's obvious that Brother Wei has been working hard all night for Longmen and his body is exhausted. Otherwise, why would he always choose to eat things like kidneys and leeks that are good for warming the essence and replenishing qi?

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Therefore, Lao Fan seldom communicated with Wei Yanwu for personal matters.

Of course, he also didn't know that poor Wei Yanwu had hoped many times that Lao Fan would call him and ask him to come out, but he just couldn't count on it.

The poor top laner Prince was almost unable to take care of himself because of the bullying of the long-armed Nami, but the jungler werewolf dived into the jungle and never came out to help him.

"Mr. Warwick..."

Listening to the werewolf who was trying to establish a relationship with him, Sir Chen frowned.

She was well-known for her integrity, so no one in Longmen dared to pretend to be related to her.

Except Warwick.

"Why call me sir? It's too distant."

The werewolf laughed and joked with the dragon girl.

"Well, I picked up a little girl who is infected. She's quite pitiful. Please help her with the procedures to enter the city."

Having lived in Longmen for so long, Lao Fan still abides by the management regulations of the Longmen Guard Bureau.

After all, my brother is the boss of Longmen, so don't cause trouble for him.

But looking at the current situation, Old Fan thought about it and estimated that according to the regulations, even if he said that the child he had just adopted was unlikely to be able to enter the city.

Wei Yanwu had specifically given orders to Lin Gerui that the Longmen Guards were not allowed to bother Lao Fan's restaurant and the Emperor's bar unless necessary.

If something happens, you should not bother others!

How do you know how powerful this giant Buddha is? If you make him angry, he will eat up everyone in our city without even having to take charge.

So this has created a very strange phenomenon. In the past few years, Lao Fan has paid the security management fee himself, and no one has come to collect it, and no one has come to check the fire department.

This led to Warwick, who had no choice but to use his connections, thinking carefully and realizing...

Among the people I know, the one with the lowest official rank seems to be...

The eldest niece of the Inspector General of the Guards!

Damn, this damn Versailles...

"Girl, please give him some help. This child is quite pitiful."

The werewolf laughed it off, saying that his daughter was the chief inspector of the serious crime squad of the Longmen Guard Bureau, and the police officer from the household registration department could be defeated with just a word in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Warwick, but the current Dragon Gate is not allowed to accept any infected people of unknown origin."

Sir Chen's voice was inhuman.

"No, niece, this child is quite pitiful. I just want to help her. She doesn't have any bad intentions."

The werewolf was a little unwilling to give up, but there was nothing he could do. His eldest niece's stubbornness could not be said to be wrong. After all, she was just fulfilling her duty.

There is nothing wrong with other people's behavior. It is dirty of you to want to take the back door.

"I'm sorry, I can't do that. I'm still on duty, please don't disturb me, bye."

Sir Chen said this, turned off the communication, and continued to stand in the guardhouse with his sword.

Hearing the call being suddenly hung up, the werewolf sighed.

It seems that this external one is not very useful.

Find someone who does it.

"Hey, Yuxia."

The little mouse was still processing something, but after receiving the call from Warwick, he immediately stopped everything he was doing.

"What's wrong, godfather?"

Warwick thought about it and decided to be more detailed this time to save his goddaughter the trouble.

"I picked up a little girl in Chernobyl. She's quite pitiful, she's infected, so I thought of keeping her in the store as a waitress or something.

I just called Brother Wei's eldest niece, thinking she could handle the matter, but it turns out that the law enforcement is very strict."

Looking at Misha behind him whose expression looked a little unsatisfactory, Warwick motioned to Gouzi to go and comfort her.

Seeing this, Ceob rushed over and wagged her tail.

"Have you got a meal yet!"

The werewolf wiped his face.

Damn it, I shouldn't have expected this stupid dog to understand my eyes.

As he took out a biscuit and fed it to Ceobe lovingly, the werewolf continued.

"So, I was thinking, why don't we just not go through Brother Wei? Longmen doesn't allow infected people to enter now. Can you think of a way to get this child a different identity?"

Lin Yuxia didn't even think about it.

"Okay, godfather, when you arrive, I'll send the documents over and you can just sign them."

Longmen gave unique preferential treatment to Zaun Technology Company. Their orphanage accepted orphans without asking about their origins and locations, as long as they registered.

Lin Yuxia can handle this matter herself, which is one of the powers delegated by Wei Yanwu.

"Okay, then it's okay. It's still you, Yuxia. You are really my godfather's little cotton-padded jacket."

The werewolf couldn't help but sigh, it has to be one's own family. Brother Lin's daughter is really well educated, sensible and obedient, and can be used with ease.

"Then godfather, when are you going to arrive? Just let me know. I'll drive over to pick you up."

Lin Yuxia hung up the phone with a smile.

The werewolf put the communicator back into his pocket and let out a sigh as he looked at Misha who was already playing with Ceobe.

In the blink of an eye, I have become a big family.

Including the girl from Rhodes Island, he had at least four children, plus Ceobe and this little girl.

It’s a big family.

The werewolf smiled.

"I wonder what my daughter from Rhodes Island looks like."

"He's my dad?"

In Rhodes Island, a little Sarkaz girl dressed in hospital gown pointed at the huge flaming wolf in the picture in astonishment, extremely surprised.

Tears flowed from her eyes.

"If, if he was my father..."

"Then why didn't he come to save me!"

Chapter 20 Your mother is always your mother

Charmander, sitting in the screening room, was very excited.

"If he is my father, why, why didn't he come to save me in the first place!"

Eyes filled with tears, full of helplessness.

"I don't admit that I have any father!"

Angry sounds were accompanied by rising flames, and the video recorder was burned into a melted sculpture.

Charmander ignored the staff who were in chaos in the room, opened the door, rushed back to his own ward, lay on the bed, and burst into tears.

After a moment, the door of the room opened.