The Strongest Arms Dealer

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Mark Lee finally opened his eyes!

His eyes were still a little pale and lifeless, but it was true that whoever was still smiling after being shot so many times was really heartless to the extreme.

The younger sister cried bitterly on Mark's body, and Mist stood beside him, holding his hand and comforting him very emotionally.

"Don't worry, your blood will not be shed in vain. No one can bully us so recklessly, not even God!" Mister said firmly.

This is his will, it is also the will of the boss, and it is also the will of the company!

Mark smiled, the corners of his mouth pulled reluctantly.

But everyone can feel the joy from the heart.

Suddenly, his smile froze, he raised his head hard, his voice was hoarse with despair, "I...why can't I feel my left hand and right leg?"

My sister cried louder.

Even Wei Kanghui, who was standing at the door, darkened his eyes.

The relationship between him and Mark is actually very good. The former is a gangster, and the latter used to be a car wash boy. Both of them are low-level people. If it is not forced by life, who would give up their life and dignity?

Therefore, when Mark was the head of the discipline inspection department, he asked Wei Kanghui to help him for a while, and the two parties had a good personal and working relationship.

At this time, seeing the other party in such pain, it must not be very good in my heart.

Meister bent down, "The company has passed the human cloning test, don't worry, your embryo is forming a donor, and we will arrange surgery for you as soon as possible."

Clone human embryos!

This plan is also called: "Reserve Plan."

Except for the differences in emotion, these clones are created according to the DNA, embryo, and body structure of the parties concerned, that is to say, many organs between them can be used in common with each other.

This is also to prevent some big shots from being unable to find a donor when they are in danger.

ordinary people?

Can you afford such a high-end product?

This technology was obtained by Tang at a very small price, because the most fundamental active chip of human cloning was withheld by the upper-level company, so these clones are essentially only donors who provide reserve organs when necessary!

Also commonly known as: body warehouse.

Actually it's cruel...

But isn't that what science is all about?

In order to better serve mankind, all species and all new species created can be destroyed!

This experiment has been done for a long time, about more than three years.

Tang Dao is so afraid of death, when he first saw this technique, he almost imitated monkey crowing. Let’s put it this way, as long as you don’t die on the spot, or be blown to pieces, or other problems, as long as you find a donor, you can live .

Broken arms and legs?

This should be regarded as a very "small" problem.

Under Mister's comfort, Mark Lee's emotions stabilized a little bit, his mouth was pursed, his slashed face showed a touch of pain, his eyes were closed, his voice was low, and he was depressed.

"You go out first, I...I want to be quiet."

Mister glanced at Wei Kanghui, then at Mark, sighed slightly, patted his sister on the shoulder, said a few words softly, and led the other party out.

Wei Kanghui closed the door, and as soon as it closed, there was a very sad cry from inside. A big man cried like this.

"Let him calm down, not all comforts are suitable for men." Mister handed him a cigarette, and squatted at the door, puffing.

"What? Are you afraid that he will commit suicide?"

Wei Kanghui hesitated for a while, then shook his head.

"Mark is not such a person. Setbacks can never defeat a real tough guy." He also specially emphasized, "In my heart, he is a tough guy."

Mister hummed.

The nurse at the nurse's desk watched them smoke and whispered to each other, a little hesitant to move forward, very hesitant.

"First... Sir, smoking is not allowed here." Finally, a little nurse with freckles said timidly. Did she know that the person on this floor is a big shot, and he seems to have a bad temper.

Wei Kanghui stared, and was about to speak, Mist patted him, and smiled apologetically at the nurse, "Can we smoke one? There should be only one patient here on this floor."

The little nurse hesitated for a moment, looked at the colleagues at the nurse station, nodded, and then secretly glanced at Wei Kanghui, as if she was afraid of him, she lowered her head and went back.

"Treat ladies, you should be gentle, Wei, you can find a girlfriend like this," Mister said.

"Really? But I don't need it. I just want to find that **** right now, then crush his Adam's apple, and watch his expression!"

Of course, Mister knew who this miscellaneous thing was referring to at this time. The man behind the shooting of Mark and the attack on the scientific research ship was also one of the fuses that caused the conflict in the Falkland Islands.

"We will definitely find him. The world is so big, there is no place that the Savior Corporation cannot invade. Even if it is the White House, we can use drones to send happy birthday to that idiot." Mister said.

Wei Kanghui responded, and suddenly asked: "Can human clone donors really be that perfect?"

Mister smoked, spit it out from his mouth, and sucked it back through his nostrils. This smoker's old operation always seemed so lively.

"Impossible, any limbs are not your own limbs, and they cannot be as flexible as natural limbs. Science will never be able to achieve this step, and it will never be possible." Mister said that his voice gradually lowered at the end, using only The sound that the two could hear.

In fact, what Mister hasn't said yet.

Cloning technology is not a panacea, and the organ needs to be replaced within 4 hours after the organ is removed. If this time is exceeded, the clone will be useless and need to be regenerated, which takes about half a year.

Because Mark's identity and status belong to the high-level inside the company, the first batch of clones will have his reserve, otherwise, you will wait at least half a year, and you can't be sure how the person's body will become in this half year?

Too many unknowns keep clones from being perfect.

Wei Kanghui smoked a cigarette in his hand.

His originally hopeful thoughts were extinguished a lot at once.

In the corridor, two men smoked silently, while Mark's sister hugged her knees and sobbed beside her.

Artificial... limbs?

It is also the last dignity of the disabled.

…

madrid.

Standing behind Joaquin, Nash reported the results of the past week. The death toll was secondary, and the main one was revenge, which caused much confusion to the Spanish government.

Even, did they call to beg for mercy!

"Members from Barcelona jointly wrote a letter asking us to stop. They thought it was a provocation." Nash tried his best to make his tone more tactful, for fear that a certain word would provoke Joaquin's nerves.

The movement of the opponent's hand stopped.

The black cat in his arms opened his eyes, his eyes flashed blankly, and he looked up at Joaquin, as if saying, why did he stop?

Go on, don't listen!

"Provocation?" Joaquin's metallic voice was a bit ear-piercing, "Did the football kick those people's heads? They don't have any evidence..."

"There are a lot of negative news about you on Yahoo." Nash suddenly interrupted the other party's conversation at this time, couldn't help interjecting, and looked at Joaquin, "Besides, they are all good things..."

I don't know how to describe it later.

Can't tell the evidence.

Joaquin was taken aback, but he was still calm, his face was a little indifferent, but there was a trace of sternness in his eyes, "It seems that some people are very clear about our affairs."

"Yahoo is behind the capital of the savior company, and perhaps they played an important role in it." Nash said.

"Hey, it's really getting more and more fun."

Joaquin continued to stroke the cat, and the black cat that had stood up slowly lay down, enjoying the pleasure it brought.

"I'm still standing here, which means that they know that these evidences cannot be used to convict me."

"I'm just an old man quietly waiting to die. Don't they even give me the last bit of time? Probably not, after all, my father, my grandfather, and even I have given their lives for this country !"

No wonder.

This guy has so much energy, he goes around and around, and the ruling class is still that group of people. His father may have overturned the dictatorship, but his grandfather may be a part of the dictatorship.

It's ridiculous.

The fools outside don't know yet and are still working hard.

Of course, this works!

Working hard can make your life better, but it can't make you cross class.

Nash looked down.

He is the enjoyer of Huajin's interest group. He can't say that the other party is relying on the old to sell the old. If Huajin falls, he will have no benefit. He is not a good person, and his hands are full of capital's black gold.

"Barcelona Stampede..."

Joaquin: "It was an accident! Does it have anything to do with me?" He said and turned his head to look at Nash, "I also donated 1 million US dollars, and my deeds were also on the front page of the media."

"You also donated $100,000, we are Spanish gentlemen."

"I think you've been too tired recently, maybe you need to take a break."

Suddenly, Joaquin said, "I'll give you a vacation. When you think you can go to work, come back. Don't worry about your mother. I'll let someone take care of you."

Nash tensed all over, stood behind Joaquin and raised his head abruptly, looked at the other party, the corner of his mouth twitched, but as if thinking of something, he lowered his head slowly, "I understand."

With that said, he left in a slightly depressed mood.

Joaquin turned around, squinted his eyes, and glanced at the back of the "godson".

"Nash has no problem, he will not betray you, sir." A bald man walked up to Joaquin and said, "We have already investigated."

Hearing this, Joaquin's eyes softened slightly.

"This child is still too weak, he is not suitable to inherit my career."

The bald man's eyelids twitched, and he quietly stood with his arms crossed.

"Narvi is too cruel, Vitas is too hesitant, Nash was originally the best choice in my heart, but..." Joaquin shook his head, at this time he looked like a late old man with a tired face , also with sadness, he seems to be worried about who should give his huge inheritance to after a hundred years.

"God, do you need to test me like this?" Joaquin looked up at the sky and sighed.

Hold this pose for approximately thirty seconds.

Only then did he correct himself slowly, looking at the bald head, "I'm going to see that Asian force get out of the Iberia Peninsula next month. You are responsible for Nash's work, don't let me down."

The bald head nodded heavily.

"Give me another cat. This cat... weighs 2 catties." Joaquin threw the black cat on the ground and left without looking back.

The bald head looked at the black cat, and the black cat looked at him, each of them reflected each other in their eyes.

"Have you been abandoned too?" The bald head said with a sudden smile, squatted down, and touched the other person's head. The black cat seemed to feel kindness, and came over and rubbed against it.

But suddenly, there was a scream.

It turned out that the bald head grabbed its neck, like pinching a garbage can, and the bones were crackling. The black cat swung its paw vigorously, drawing blood on the bald head's arm, but the other party didn't even frown.

Just like that, the black cat was strangled to death abruptly!

As soon as he let go, the cat's body slid down and fell heavily on the ground. His long face was full of mourning, and he held up the black cat with both hands, "We are all the same. After being abandoned, even death is not the same. I wish."

BT!

Seeing this scene in the garden in the distance, I felt chills all over my body, swallowed my saliva, and immediately pretended not to see it. This bald head is notorious... I have a psychological problem. I heard that I once went to see a psychiatrist.

I felt that the psychiatrist's voice was not pleasant, and then, I killed him!

For this reason.

It's better to stay away from him.

Nash didn't drive. He didn't like exhaust fumes. He liked to lean on his legs so that he could see the scenery on the side of the road. He wanted to do this before, but the tasks assigned by Joaquin were too heavy and there was no time.

Now, since it is resting, it is simply so.

turn out to be…

I haven't smelled the fragrance of flowers in the air for a long time.

Outside the rich area is a bridge, not big, but it looks extraordinarily beautiful in the reflected water waves. The sunset and sunset behind it support the pedestrians walking on it very beautifully.

Elderly couples walked by cuddling each other.

Standing in the middle of the bridge, looking towards the distant horizon, the swans playing in the water were chasing each other. In a short scene, Nash also saw the gods.

"I haven't seen it for a long time." Suddenly there was a question in his ear, and he immediately turned his head excitedly, and saw a young man standing beside him with obvious black hair.

Nash Tong Kong shrank.

"Nicholas Tang!"

Tang Dao is the one who came here?

This guy went directly from Somalia to Spain. This is Joaquin's territory, and it's only a few kilometers away from his door.

Nash looked behind him.

Familiar faces were added, Yu Jin.

It seems that he is not worried about his safety.

"Nash Harveys, or should I call you Nash Gerstein Latin, right?" Tang Dao turned to look at him and asked with a smile.

Nash said nothing, but his tight eyebrows showed that his mood fluctuated greatly.

"There is no secret in this world that cannot be hidden. Even a dead person can speak."

Tang Dao leaned against the railing of the bridge, took out the chewing gum, and handed it to the other party very politely.

"Mr. Joaquin is over there, if..."

"Don't speak in such a threatening tone. It's very unfriendly. You know, I dare to come here. I'm not afraid of that old man." Tang Dao interrupted the other party directly.

"I'm just interested in you."

"No! It should be your father."

"He proposed another kind of life that exists in the universe and has seen him. Is this true?" Tang Dao looked at him straight, with a serious question in his eyes.

Nash was about to cry.

NTMD, we are still fighting, both sides are going to kill each other, you came here with great fanfare just to ask me about this?

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time. Mr. Joaquin should be resting at this time. This is his habit."

Nash was slightly taken aback.

Joaquin likes to take a nap in the evening, that is, before eating. Only his closest people know this, but Nicholas knows? Nash thought a lot about it all at once. Could it be that someone next to Mr. is collaborating with the enemy?

"Sorry, I don't know much about my father, he is dead, and now my name is Nash Harveys! My godfather is Joaquin!"

Tang Sheng looked at him deeply, and nodded slightly, as if sighing.

"It's great. Mr. Joaquin has a godson like you. I think he is satisfied in this life. It's a pleasure to meet you. If you have any other news about your father, you can contact me."

Tang Dao blinked, "You should know my phone number."

As he said that, he turned around and walked away. Nash looked at his back, as if he was thinking about something, his face was very ugly, and when he just looked up, he saw Yu Jin's eyes looking over, in those eyes, There is banter and disdain.

It seems to be saying, try your hand, is your gun faster or mine!

Nash understands that as long as he shows a little unfriendliness, I'm afraid...

This is to die!

He could only watch Tang Dao get into the car and drive away.

It was a pity when Nash was relieved.

He didn't have the guts to die with Nicholas. If the other party died, maybe fewer people would die, and this war would be doomed to an end, but he didn't dare.

He is also afraid of death.

He's not that noble.

There was another hint of confusion in his eyes.

…

"Have you taken the photo yet?" Tang Dao asked the driver.

"It's all filmed."

"Very good, send it to Mr. Joaquin, I think if he knows, I will stand at the door of his house and talk to his godson, he will be very happy."

"Happy cerebral blood vessel explosion is possible."

Tang Dao couldn't help but want to laugh.

If he were Joaquin, he might have suicidal thoughts.

This countermeasure will definitely succeed!

The old man, the most intolerable thing is betrayal, especially this kind of one who has almost half-legged into the coffin, but even if Nash explains it, does it make sense?

If you haven't watched "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", you don't know how you died.

Yu Jin is Chinese, of course he understands, he is so happy to see the boss, but he still can't help asking, "Sir, is it necessary for you to come here in person? It's very dangerous here, if they know you're here, I'm afraid...we can't be very complete Keeping you safe."

"Don't worry, before I established a company, I often ran on the battlefield. God destined this era to belong to me. Then, I will not die. If there are too many accidents, it will be fate!"

What Tang Dao said was so mysterious.

What Yu Jin heard was three points unclear and seven points unclear.

"Moreover, I really came here for Nash's father. He is one of the only people recorded by the FBI intelligence agency who actually saw aliens. At that time, he was invited to the UFO. When he came down, it was clear It is different from other cases, and this is the only UFO witness who is so clear about what happened."

Nash's father is not very famous.

An ordinary nuclear physicist in the bear period, but when he was 21 years old, he was kidnapped by a UFO while driving home, as he said in his later investigation report.

Eagle Sauce's investigative reports are copies of Mao Xiong, the latter's of which has been lost in the confusion.

Tang Dao wanted to learn from him, is there really another creature?

Or, are there really aliens?

There are many papers or news reports in the basic UC saying that there are other creatures, and human beings can only meet them when their technology reaches a certain level, and there is still a sense of territory among them.

In other words, there may really be only one Earth in the Milky Way!

But outside the Milky Way, we don't know how many earths there are.

Are there really no species evolution in those suitable planets?

The scientist couldn't understand, Tang Dao wanted to hear more people's voices, because he was a little confused.

And the most important thing is that there is a "joke". Someone broke out that Yingjiang had signed an agreement with aliens, and there is evidence in the White House. The reason why people are not allowed to know is because the blind appearance will bring a series of negative effects.

He also said that in the 1960s and 1970s, Eagle Sauce prepared an aerospace force. This concept is so advanced that it would never be possible without the support of new science and technology.

Of course, these are fantasies.

It is also a headache for scientists. Astronomers want to study the size of the universe, biologists want to study the structure of aliens, and emotional scientists want to know whether aliens are alone or not.

Tang Dao wanted to know.

Do aliens have the same currency as us?

How much benefit can it bring me.

Otherwise, he was full and went to find aliens.

The wealth in the universe is unimaginable. A mysterious planet full of gold was discovered by the Italian astronomer Gasparis. It is worth more than 10,000 trillion U.S. dollars and is also known as the richest man in the solar system.

The mass of the planet is 272 million tons, which is one-twentieth that of the earth, and the distance from the earth is 500 million kilometers. If you have enough technology, can you mine on it?

He has great ambitions, and the emergence of genetic people is to cultivate absenteeism!

Now is not the time for large-scale injection of genetic medicine. By that time, many technologies still need to be perfected. He hopes to complete this step in 20 years.

Yu Jin is not very interested in aliens.

Tang Dao glanced at him, "Perhaps, there is a secret in the universe that makes individuals stronger? Is this π energy left over from other people's use?"

What he said meant a lot.

The π energy in the "basic UC" is indeed relatively late, because when the mother and fetus are pregnant, they will have a physical examination and then carry out genetic training. At that time, the intervention on the human body has already begun.

When they grow up, their strength and other aspects are completely different from Tang Dao's era. You can say superman, but they are still limited by ordinary people. At least they can still be killed by focusing fire.

Yu Jin is a person who yearns for power.

Sure enough, his eyes lit up when he heard the news.

"Then I have the opportunity to go to the universe!"

It's like a childhood dream.

The dreams of adults are also very simple.

For money, for power, for health, for life.

But Tang is different, he wants it all!

Turning to look out of the car window, the flames of Mount Shenshan have not been extinguished, and the graininess in the air is still very strong, but it is still irresistible, the style of the Yinberia Peninsula.

He is going directly to the airport.

Coming here can only be said to be on a business trip.

Of course, his main thing is not to meet Nash, but someone found a mural in the [Nordic giant] palace.

Above you can see a giant, an unknown aircraft above his head, and a primitive man kneeling on the ground wearing a grass skirt, lighting a bonfire, as if praying and flattering.

The appearance of that giant is very similar to the huge skeleton found in Zen Kingdom!

Tang Dao's inner curiosity was aroused. The Spanish government refused to lend the mural, so the Savior Company could only send a team of experts, and he was also among them. , the excuse is academic research.

Otherwise, Tang would really dare to come alone?

His identity was also faked.

There are many people, so the lake is good.

But after seeing the murals, he felt that these murals were incomplete and incomplete. There should be a second half of them. This painting was not completed alone.

How does this affect the establishment of [Nordic Giant]?

Why is this organization called Giant?

Does it correspond to the giant on the mural?

Are the huge skeletons found in Zen Kingdom theirs?

Do other genetic tissues have these too?

What are these giants?

More advanced individuals?

Or is it a person from the future who traveled back through science and technology?

Tang Dao's brain cells died very quickly, and experts had to discuss all these to give him an answer.

He had to go back and meet the representatives of [Hogwarts] and other organizations. Those people were very knowledgeable about current affairs. It should be said that after the fire in the Central Y Mountains, they all showed enthusiasm!

Tang Dao wanted to ask if there were such murals on their side.

Are these organizations really only from the Middle Ages?

The more I find out, the more I feel that I am really small.

Like a toad constantly exploring how deep the bottom of the well is, I tried my best to go downstream, but I felt that the fear brought by the darkness and water pressure made my cerebral cortex keep persuading me, you go back quickly, you must Otherwise you will die.

But my pride and my curiosity tell me.

If so fail.

Then I can only be a frog forever.

But if I stick around, I'll be a prince.

There are always a few people who promote the progress of mankind, and Tang Dao is willing to be the first to be this person!

"Sir, sir..."

Joaquin was gently awakened by the housekeeper. He was lying on the rocking chair and fell asleep, with deep tiredness in his eyes, and there seemed to be more age spots.

"what time is it now?"

"Seven o'clock."

Joaquin strenuously supported the sides of the rocking chair and wanted to stand up, but the muscles in his feet were weak, which could not support his body, so he sat back down, which made his expression tense.

After trying hard a few times, he couldn't even sit up. The butler next to him went up to help, but he pushed them away.

Looking at the aged Joaquin, the housekeeper also lowered his head, showing sadness.

After repeating this several times, Joaquin seemed to have given up, lying down with his head up, his fishy-eyed eyes filled with nothingness.

"Hehehe, I'm old."

Finally, he spoke.

In the room, only his self-mockery was quiet.

With strong dissatisfaction.

The butler opened his mouth. The old man who had been with him for 30 years didn't know how to comfort him at this time.

at this time.

There was a hasty knock on the door.

Joaquin stared, and said to the housekeeper, "Help me up."

The latter hit immediately without using much force, and the opponent was not dead, and his body was also very thin, so he just needed some strength to get up.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today." Joaquin looked at him.

"I know."

"Well, go and open the door."

The butler trotted over, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Mr.'s godsons... Narvi and Vitas ran in, with complicated expressions on their faces, joyful? And trying to feign indignation?

"What's the matter, kids?" Joaquin asked, frowning.

"Sir, Nash betrayed us!" The muscular Narvi said eagerly.

When the other Vitas saw that the other party had robbed him of his words, he glared at him viciously, hurriedly opened the file bag in his hand, took out photos one by one, and handed them to Joaquin, neatly and as if he had seen them before. Say it out.

"Nash met Nicholas from the Savior Company, right at the door of our villa!" Vitas said.

Joaquin's brain was a little anti-aircraft, and he felt that he didn't hear it, "What did you say?"

He lowered his head, looked at the photos one by one, and suddenly felt that the blood began to rise, he was a little dizzy, and his feet staggered.

The housekeeper wanted to help him, but he refused with gestures.

Seeing this, Narvi immediately joined the crusade team, "When I received the news, I took someone out immediately, but I couldn't find him, so I let that **** Chinese escape!"

"Under your nose, Nash dared to do this." Vitas's soft knife was more powerful in killing people. Such a sentence made Joaquin instantly angry.

But he has lived so long after all.

As the saying goes: To grow old and not die is to be a thief!

This kind of thief is a thief in life experience, as well as a thief in experience and psychology.

"Where did you get these things?" Joaquin directly asked the key point. These two children, who were not kind, looked straight at their expressions.

Sure enough, when he asked such a question, the faces of the two of them changed slightly.

They wanted to glance at each other secretly, but being stared at by Joaquin, they dared not even make a small move.

"Say!"

Narvi, the most muscular one, made the move first. This kid looked like a typical stern guy, and when he saw Joaquin, it was like a thief meeting a policeman.

Tell the story over and over.

"We found it in our mailbox, but we don't know who sent it."

Joaquin is such a good old man, he only watches TV in black and white. It is conceivable that he doesn't have a mailbox at all, so these photos can only be "handed over" to other people, and "please" they talk to each other.

Joaquin instantly understood what was going on here.

This is someone who wants to kill Nash. As for who, I'm afraid... He glanced at Tang Dao in the photo, and it was this guy!

He also felt startled by the other party's boldness in his heart,

If it were me, I'm afraid I really don't have the guts.

Isn't this like going to someone's house to tell their husband that your wife is doing a great job.

Even Cao thief would not dare to do this!

Falk!

And Nash, why didn't he tell himself?

Why, he didn't kill him?

Joaquin couldn't help but blame Nash. Although he knew that the other party could not rebel, the feeling of being "ignored" was even more uncomfortable.

He wanted to vent, but his expression was calm instead.

"Go out and call Nash in." Joaquin collected all the photos and said to the godsons, "I don't want other people to know about this. Don't make me unhappy, children."

Vitas and Narvi were equally unhappy.

Godfather, what does that mean?

Do you still favor Nash at this time?

They began to feel unhappy in their hearts, but they could only respond in a muffled voice when they were looked at by the other party. When they walked out, they looked at each other, as if they saw the unwillingness in the other's eyes.

Silence speaks louder than sound here.

After everyone had left, the butler finally couldn't help but said, "Sir, Nash will never betray you."

Joaquin's eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened.

"I know."

After a while, he opened his mouth.

"I trust him a lot."

The housekeeper seemed relieved.

"Go get me something to eat, as usual." Joaquin looked at the old man and said.

"Okay, sir, there are egg tarts today, do you want them?"

"Come one."

The butler nodded, and walked out of the house in a low voice, not seeing the ferocious expression on Joaquin's face at this moment.

Everyone says you can't betray.

But why, Nash!

I feel like you betrayed me?

Moreover, it seems that unconsciously, everyone is convinced by you.

"Should I be happy? I still feel..." Joaquin snorted and said to himself, "I don't seem to be dead yet."

"Sir, can I come in?" Nash's voice sounded at the door.

Joaquin sat up straight, "Come in."

When Nash walked in, his face was still a little dazed and puzzled. As soon as he got home, he received a call and drove over in a hurry.

"Is there anything you want from me?"

Joaquin didn't answer, but at this moment, he suddenly said, "Aren't you willing to call me godfather at this time?"

"?" Nash was confused.

But since it was the old man's request, he was still happy to meet it, and the caller shouted.

Joaquin nodded in satisfaction, and handed him the photo. The latter took it and heard, "Nicholas should be very young."

"!"

Nash shook his hand, and the photos fell down. On the top one, Tang Dao was handing him chewing gum. This scene seemed very friendly, as if the two of them were like old friends who had known each other for a long time.

"gentlemen…"

Nash was anxious, so he subconsciously called out another title, "Listen to my explanation."

This sir, made Joaquin's expression freeze.

Sure enough, even if he is loyal to me, he doesn't think I'm his godfather in his heart, and Joaquin also has the feeling of feeding the dog with a passion in his heart.

If Nash knew, he would definitely feel particularly wronged.

Didn't you say that you want us to call you sir when we are working?

Men are fickle.

Joaquin stretched out his hand to signal him to shut up, "I believe you, Nash, can you tell me what you talked about?"

"He wants to see my father."

Nash also deliberately added, "Biological father."

These four words made Joaquin full of thoughts. The old man can't understand it with common sense. You have to coax him, or even get used to him. His cerebral cortex finally started to imagine at this time.

The older you are, the more careful you have to speak.

"What did he want with your father?"

"Nicholas wants to know about UFOs." Nash answered truthfully.

But in Joaquin's ears, there was not a single truth.

You f*cking dog P, such a big person came to chat with you? talk about this? Who are you, what status are you, and you don't take pictures of yourself in the piss, do you think you can let Nicholas treat you like this?

You are my Joaquin son!

you can come near me!

This is why he came to you!

Joaquin stubbornly thought so in his brain, even if the other party told the truth, he would automatically interpret it.

Ridiculous.

The human heart is like this.

"You go out." Joaquin interrupted the other party, waved his hand, and said a little tiredly, leaning on the rocking chair.

Although Nash didn't know what it meant, but seeing the other person's expression, his heart skipped a beat, "Sir...Godfather..."

"Get out, boy, I'm tired."

Nash was kicked out with a livid face.

Joaquin was the only one in the room, but he seemed to be talking to a "person": "Nash is not suitable to take over from me, let's see from Narvi or Vitas."

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When Nash came down the stairs, he sometimes frowned, sometimes his eyes tightened, and he looked equally preoccupied.

"It looks like someone escaped again."

The strange words of yin and yang are always accompanied by mutual dislike.

Narvi who was sitting downstairs said this.

He looked at Nash with displeasure in his eyes, as if a child had been robbed of his beloved toy.

Vitas was sitting next to him, holding his hands, frowning, and looking up and down. He looked a little arrogant, but in Joaquin's view, he was a coward who didn't even have the determination to charge forward.

"What are you talking about?" Nash said in a deep voice.

"Sir, it's really unfair~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you want me to say, betrayers should sink into the bottom of the sea, their reputation is as disgusting as that of J girls!" Narvi said viciously, and deliberately used the word J girls increased.

Nash clenched his fists suddenly.

Because, his mother, who used to be a J daughter, was unemployed when Mao Xiong disintegrated, and his father was unemployed and drank all day long, so he could only rely on his mother to make money. There is also a reason why he can be Joaquin's godson. The small streets of Moscow need venting.

That's all.

This is fate and destiny.

But when this was provoked, the dignity in Nash's heart seemed to be trampled on, and he really wanted to punch Narvi to death in front of him.

But reason calmed him down, and he walked out of the door without saying a word.

"Bastard!" Narvi spit out a mouthful of old phlegm when he saw the other party being so cowardly. He really wanted the other party to rush over. In terms of fighting, he was really not afraid of anyone. This muscle is his pride.

Vitas glanced at his "brother", an idiot with muscles but no brains.

"The old man still seems to like him!"

"It's not fair!" Narvi's face froze, a little ferocious, "I don't accept it!"

"There is no way, the old man is still alive, he has the final say." Vitas shook his head.

"Then... let him die!"

Narvi said resentfully.

Joaquin had been entrusting important tasks to Nash before, which made him have ideas in his mind, and they all exploded at this time.

He didn't even think about his virtues.

What things can be done well?

A word disagrees with the fist.

Come out to mix, rely on the brain.

But he didn't care, thinking that Joaquin was eccentric, and at this moment, his displeasure with the old man welled up.

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