Paine's game

"Aladdin, this is not okay."

Maghreb found another opportunity to speak.

But Paine raised his voice and drowned out his voice.

"Maghreb is right. A young man with hands and feet like you cannot let your mother support you. You are no longer young. Don't you feel ashamed and shameful? So be it, Aladdin, you

What craft do you want to learn? If you don’t want to be a tailor like your father, then tell me what you like to do? I will help you."

Maghreb was trembling with rage because Paine had snatched his prepared lines, and he could not have a fit.

"is that true?"

Aladdin became interested. He had already seen Paine's ability in the desert, and felt that if he had this ability, no one would be afraid of robbery. But he didn't know that Paine didn't actually know any boxing and kicking skills. He relied entirely on his superhuman physique to beat the bastard.

Just punching.

"Of course, you are the only son of Mustafa."

Paine said meaningfully,

Maghreb clenched his fists. He was about to have a seizure when he was awakened by Paine's words: Aladdin is the only one who can open the treasure. It would be a small matter to fall out with Paine, but it would be terrible if he delays in seizing the magic lamp.

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"I want to learn some boxing and kicking skills." Aladdin said.

"My son, why do you want to learn this?"

Aladdin's mother was shocked, "Do you want to be a soldier? That's not a good job."

"What my sister-in-law said makes sense."

Paine said, "What's the use of learning boxing and kicking kung fu? You can either be a soldier or look after people's homes. They are all hard physical work. Not to mention the danger, you can't make much money. I think you might as well start with

I’m going to do business, and Maghreb is also a person with some wealth. It will be easy for me to help you become a successful businessman. Maghreb, you think so."

I’ve said both good and bad things to you, what else can I say? Maghreb cursed in his heart, but he could only nod his head hypocritically, secretly thinking about how to get rid of this annoying guy.

This "family reunion meeting" was spent in a harmonious atmosphere.

They chatted until midnight, when Paine had to stand up and say goodbye like the magician. If it weren't for the fact that Aladdin's house was very small and there were no beds, it would be outrageous for two grown men to sleep in the home of an orphan and a widowed mother. Paine would have been shameless.

He had to stay here because he didn't want to meet the evil magician Maghrib alone.

Paine packed his things slowly, while Maghreb kept a fake smile and patiently expressed that he would go to the inn to stay with Paine.

Paine naturally knew that Maghreb had evil intentions, so he was reluctant to leave.

"Brother Paine, hurry up, the inn will be closed if you don't go."

The magician finally became impatient. Paine lingered for almost half an hour without any intention of leaving, and Aladdin was so sleepy that he yawned.

"Maghrib, why are you so anxious? If it doesn't work, we can just deal with it at the door all night."

But no matter how much he delayed, he had to leave eventually, and Paine finally said goodbye to Aladdin's mother.

"You two can come back tomorrow."

Aladdin's mother sent the two out of the house.

"I will prepare a banquet for you two."

"Sister-in-law, there's no need to send it off. It's so late, so let's close the door and take a rest."

Maghreb greeted warmly.

Paine just sneered. This guy was so impatient that he probably wanted to kill him as soon as he was out of sight of Aladdin and his mother.

With a creak, the door of Aladdin's house was closed. Maghreb's enthusiastic face suddenly darkened. He stared at Paine fiercely, wishing he could bite a piece of meat from him.

Paine had finished his draft at this time and coughed.

"Maghreb, you don't have to be so hostile to me. There is no conflict between my goals and yours."

"Oh? What is my goal?" Maghreb asked, suppressing the desire to take action.

"Isn't your goal the magic lamp?"

Paine chuckled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I have no interest in the magic lamp."

After hearing this, Maghreb did not relax his vigilance.

"I don't know what you are talking about, magic lamp? What is that?"

Maghreb said that although he had been mentally prepared before, he still felt a storm in his heart at this time. Because of the magic lamp, he was confident that there would be no more than ten people in the world who could find it.

Very few.

"Why do you have to pretend to be confused with me? Do you have to tell me the truth?"

Maghreb sneered, "Since you know about the magic lamp, I can't let you go. How could you give up the magic lamp? The most powerful spirits live in it. Anyone who wipes the magic lamp can...

Ask the djinn to fulfill his wish. You say you are not interested in such a magical thing? Do you think I will believe it?"

"So what do you want? Kill me here?"

Paine smiled and said, "As long as I shout, Aladdin and his son can hear it. Do you think your plan can still succeed?"

Pan said this, but he was unsure. They had been at the door of Aladdin's house, and the wooden door didn't look very soundproof. They had been talking here for so long, but Aladdin and his son didn't even react at all?