Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Looking at his niece on TV who was constantly trying to adapt herself through hypnosis, Lao Wei felt like a failure.

It’s such a simple matter, but he wrote it in such detail. Can’t Sir Chen understand it?

To balance the gang conflicts, wouldn't you go find Lin Yuxia?

To suppress the integration movement's riot propaganda, you just need to send some people to organize counter-riot propaganda.

If you can't even deal with the Ursus's public opinion bombardment, how can you have the ability to scold others in the first place? Just find a newspaper to scold them. Isn't it common for big countries to engage in verbal battles?

Since he couldn't even do such a trivial thing, Lao Wei began to doubt himself like never before.

Is it me who is failing or is it Huijie who is failing?

The four old bastards were currently staying in a former nobleman's estate in Chernobyl, grilling skewers and drinking wine.

Looking at the large-screen display in front of them that Lao Fan had assembled using wasteland machinery, he was using it to receive the signals from the surveillance cameras that had been transformed from werewolves on the three cubs of their four people.

It feels like a gathering of middle-aged men watching a football game behind their wives' backs.

"Don't be angry, brother."

The werewolf grilled a string of dried squid and handed it to Wei Yanwu while comforting him.

"Children will always grow up. We don't need to be so anxious. Just wait and it will be fine."

Taking the dried squid from Warwick, Wei Yanwu sighed, and the chopsticks in his hand were filled with sword energy.

Brush brush.

The Chi Xiao sword energy cut the squid slices into thin slices as thin as a cicada's wing and scattered them all over the plate.

"Come on, come on, first come first served."

Placing the squid pieces on the table, the werewolf greeted.

"Yes, yes, yes. First come first served."

The Rat King laughed so hard that his eyes were almost invisible. His eyes were not big to begin with, and among the four people, he had a little more dignity than the emperor. When he smiled this time, the emperor suddenly felt that he had dignity.

Lin Gerui watched the little mouse sitting in the broadcasting room in the video interface, and organized the workers of the technology company to take turns to rest in an orderly manner. Then he announced that it was New Year's Day holiday and the road in front of the factory gate would be repaired. The factory would hold a large-scale workers' party and let the foremen of each workshop organize it themselves. The factory would triple the wages during this period, and they were not allowed to leave the factory area at will, etc.

As each decree was implemented one by one, amid the workers' cheers, the internal structure of Zaun Technology Company was quietly united into an iron plate.

The old mouse is almost dying of happiness.

Lin Gerui nudged Warwick, who was about to throw peanuts into his mouth, with his arm. Wei Laoer was almost toothache by the excitement in Lin Gerui's voice.

"Brother, I am so grateful for your kindness. You finally brought Yuxia out of this world."

Looking at the orderly Lin Yuxia and Chen Sir who was ready to pick up Chi Xiao to look for someone, the Rat King suddenly felt that it was worth it to recognize this godfather.

"As expected of a giant beast that lives as long as the heaven and earth, he can teach his own child to be like this with just a little something showing through his fingers."

Meanwhile, the other beast master, whose lifespan was as long as that of heaven and earth, was currently struggling with the squid strips.

Looking at the squid slices with a unique chewy texture and sweet taste, the emperor measured his mouth and his face suddenly became even darker.

Well, I can’t tell, though.

"That's enough, you bastard. You're only focusing on other people and don't even care about your own children."

The emperor said angrily, throwing the squid shreds into his stomach like swallowing a whole apple.

"Look how I'm going to tell Texas when I get back! Just tell him that your dad doesn't care about you at all and only likes Lin Yuxia."

The werewolf suddenly became anxious.

He still feels guilty about it now.

After all, in Chernobyl, he had been called "Dad" for almost three hours with Texas on his back.

This feeling of betrayal (referring to carrying Texas on one's back) is really...

You know what, it feels pretty good.

"Old roast goose, how dare you? Do you believe that I will make sure you don't see the sun tomorrow?"

Seeing that the two, one with a bad temper and the other with a child's, were about to start a quarrel again, the Rat King hurried over with Old Wei to stop them.

After much persuasion, the two guys finally calmed down.

The four old fools continued to watch the monitor.

The current display shows the office of Penguin Logistics.

That is the Emperor's bar.

However, in the scene at this time, after Texas read the note from the Emperor, he stood there motionless, as if he saw nothing.

The werewolf and the emperor looked at each other.

Something's wrong?

Is the child stupid?

As the two were staring in confusion, Texas walked over to open the safe, looked at the basin of rippling green liquid inside, squatted there without moving, and seemed to be thinking about it.

Finally, as if he had made some kind of decision, he looked around.

There was a pure gold cup on the emperor's table.

He took it, scooped a little, looked at the green liquid in the cup, smelled the faint aroma of red wine, and Texas said lightly.

"I hope you won't lie to me."

Then, close your eyes and drink the liquid in the cup.

The green liquid went into his throat, and little Texas, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

At the same time, her body seemed to be a catalyst. The originally comfortable and decent suit was made to look like a belly-baring outfit due to her suddenly taller height and plumper curves.

Unbuttoning the shirt that was uncomfortably constricting his chest, a strand of hair on his forehead quietly turned green, and Big Texas stretched out and chuckled.

"Don't worry, there's no way I could lie to myself."

There was a flash of light in the bottom of the green pupils, and Texas scooped up another full cup of glimmer.

But she didn't drink it.

Lock the safe and place the cup on the table.

At this moment, Exia and Croissant came in yawning.

Last night, Angel played games all night, while Croissant worked part-time until late at night.

So both of them were very sleepy.

"Texas, what's up..."

Wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the Archangel yawned and opened her eyes.

But as soon as she opened her eyes and looked at the Big Texas with her long legs resting on the boss's desk, looking like a queen, the Angel was stunned.

Texas Plus is just a magnified version of the original Texas model, so the face hasn't changed at all.

However, that kind of temperament made the Archangel frown immediately.

"Texas, what's wrong with you?"

Big Texas looked at the red-haired angel in front of him and smiled.

“Nothing, I’m in surprisingly good shape today.

Angel, there is a party today, do you want to join us?"

Bringing up the topic lightly, Big Texas narrowed his eyes like a wolf patrolling its prey.

“Very exciting...”

Chapter 8000 Where Are We Going, Dad? (Part ) -in-

Looking at the Texas in front of him, which was completely different from before and whose posture seemed to be completely enlarged, Exia was a little confused.

After all, even if you have a breast augmentation, the surgery cannot be completed overnight.

Looking at the two voluptuous couple in Texas who wore their shirts as sweetheart necklines, the angel was a little puzzled.

But, who made her name contain the word "le"?

When she heard there was a party to attend, her eyes lit up.

Okay, parties are the best!

However, the Angel of Exaltation may not know that in the future, she will feel weak in the knees, terrified, and numb all over when she hears about party...

"Croissant, do you want to go too? You can get money."

Taking the two round and straight beautiful legs that had become one degree longer off the table, Texas crossed his hands, placed them under his chin, and looked at Croissant with a smile.

"I'm not...what? Rich?"

Croissant, who had subconsciously refused, suddenly turned around and rushed to the Texas table after hearing that there was money to be made.

"How much can you give?"

Texas intertwined fingers.

“It won’t be lower than this number.”

Croissant patted his chest, which looked much thinner than Texas'.

"Captain, I will obey you!"

Texas with a smile.

It seemed that the smile on her face had never faded since the beginning.

"Okay, then go get ready first, and we can gather here again in the evening.

Remember, Archangel, this time I..."

Texas stood up and stretched his perfect body, then walked towards the door while speaking.

The moment passing by the Angel of Power, he suddenly stopped, stretched out his fingers, and inserted them into the Angel of Power's mouth like a surprise attack, stirring the amazingly smooth petals.

"You are allowed to carry live ammunition."

After whispering in the ear of the Archangel who didn't even react, Texas pulled out his fingers.

A string of saliva flowed down the lips of the Archangel, leaving a lewd white trail.

"What! Live ammunition!"

Suddenly, when she heard these two words, Angel didn't even have time to react to the teasing she had just received from Texas.

The halo on the scum angel's head was almost burning.

She hasn't fired a gun for a long time!

Longmen has been under martial law during this period, and the emperor has not assigned them any work. Xiaole, who has never fired a gun, is almost going crazy.

"Yes! Live ammunition."

Texas walked to the door and tilted his head, narrowing his eyes.

She doesn't look like a wolf now.

Instead, it looks more like a fox.

After teasing the Archangel for a while, Texas turned and walked out.

Next to the End of the Earth bar, at the entrance of Fan's Yimaolu, the werewolf's broken motorcycle was parked there.

Looking at the car that his father often drove, Big Texas licked his lips, took out the key to open the door of Fan's one-cent shop, and fished out the key from under the table.

After locking the door and sitting in the car, Texas Plus twisted his little butt.

Well, maybe it would be more appropriate to call it big butt now.

As soon as the accelerator was turned, yellow smoke disappeared.

"Wuhu!"

With a dragon roar, Texas Plus's long hair fluttered in the wind, emitting a black light.

"Ah this..."