"Oh no, it's not good, Brother Aquila, they were killed!"

The yellow-haired thug shouted loudly, his frequently waving expressions and movements accentuating his inner anxiety. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I swear this is the worst bloodshed that has happened to our Oriental Sir this year, no, in recent years. Oh, my God! Someone killed Brother Aquila, and the body was placed at the door, damn it, damn it, this is a provocation to us, and we will definitely retaliate. ”

The fierce and strong words fell, and the bar was still quiet.

Huang Mao, who had lost his glasses, felt strange in his heart, after his words, someone should respond, at least he would receive the bartender's exclamation or echo.

But he doesn't have a good eye on his eyes, and he can't take care of the whole bar. The yellow-haired gangster touched his head in a daze, and his slender body was in front of the 'murderer', but he didn't notice anything.

In fact, the so-called Sky Eagle people in Huang Mao's mouth are just lying in a pool of blood, and they are not necessarily really dead. Because of the obstruction, Griffith took care of them, and although he temporarily lost consciousness and mobility, he was still some distance away from death.

But in front of him, who didn't know if he was interning, he obviously hadn't seen much of the world, and when he encountered an emergency, his head went blank, so he took it for granted.

Huang Mao was stunned when someone behind him pushed his left shoulder with a finger. The young thug was pushed away for two or three steps without checking for a while, and then he heard a faint and impatient voice ring in the back of his head:

"Please let me get in the way."

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It's not impossible to make trouble in a bar in the Black Street, but injuring the guys in the store is not a friendly way of communication anyway.

The owner of the bar coughed dryly and walked out from behind the bar, he was the head snake of a few nearby streets, belonging to Roy Scissorhands, and he was a small leader of the black street, and on weekdays, the black and white people in this area would sell him more or less some face.

But today's 'guest' is obviously unusual, the owner does not know the details of the other party, only looks at the other party without hesitation, clean and neat skills, and a little hesitant does not know what attitude to greet this person.

In fact, he understood the routine of his self-righteous watchdogs - he was really sorry for the title of street villain when he saw strangely dressed, skinny, small strangers who didn't make it difficult to make a difference.

This is probably the reason for the conflict between the two sides, the owner thinks so, of course, it is not ruled out that the other party is really here to 'kick the restaurant'.

If the conflict originated from the former, it would be easy to say, at most apologize and accompany it, but the latter is more troublesome.

The chubby shopkeeper looked out of the store vaguely, after all, there were not many people who could use it now......

"This gentleman, unknown by his name, the contemptible Roy Statham, is the owner of the shop. If there is any hospitality in this small shop......"

As a man in the dark street, he can't be slapped in the face and remain silent, if so, there will be no way to mix in this environment full of wolves in the future. The chubby shopkeeper said some unnutritious polite words with a sense of proportion, making his identity clear, hoping to get out of the other party's identity, but he couldn't say it anymore before he spoke.

Before the shopkeeper could finish his sentence, the man in the shiny black helmet took a step forward as if no one was around, and with one step, he left the chubby shopkeeper behind him and pointed the back of his head at the venerable shopkeeper, Mr. Roy Statham.

Griffith ignored the fat shopkeeper's words, stepped out and came to Eaton, just stepping on the glasses that the yellow hair had slid on the ground, and the glass and plastic were shattered in an instant.

"Mr. Joseph Eaton, someone has paid you to smithereens."

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"Mr. Joseph Eaton, someone has paid you to smithereens."

The words echoed clearly in the quiet bar, and through the reflection of the thin lenses of his black-rimmed glasses, Eaton slightly raised his slender brow on the left.

Well, that's a ...... Threatened by a small man......

He almost burst out laughing at the thought of it. It had been years since the strange encounter had been encountered, and in fact, Mr. Eaton was better at threatening people.

But today someone dared to threaten the honorable Mr. Eaton, saying that he was cut into a circle of scum, which is really speechless. The most important thing is that the ignorant person in front of him is still .......

A small man......

Eaton, who doesn't look good but dresses with his own understanding and taste, can't help but laugh again every time he thinks of this:

Little...... Ha, chop into slag...... It's really ......

Mr. Eaton finally managed to hold back a smile and swallowed the pleasure. Well, be serious, the bad guy just beat a couple of watchdogs.

As a successful person, my sister Rhine once taught that a man's should be as tough as a rock, and he should not laugh at people in person, even if the other party is really as ridiculous as a clown.

And when he thought of his sister Rhine, Mr. Eaton had an irrepressible warmth and urge from his lower abdomen.

The powerful and perfect woman, the woman who almost ruined everything for him and gave him everything, made Eaton look blind and crazy. He fantasized about whether one day, he would be able to own her, or a part of her.

As Rhine's sweet and well-behaved younger brother, Eaton binds himself to the likeness of his sister Rhine's pleasing man, and resembles a polite and upper-class man in both words and deeds.

The beast reshapes its personality into a predetermined template, transforming itself into something else.

This process is reminiscent of childhood, when children melted candles and squeezed them into small cavities to melt into specific shapes.

But in this cage of bondage, Eaton felt content, and he felt that he had become the perfect man to match the woman.

The fly in the ointment is that the process of reshaping the personality seems to have derived a little 'small flaw'. The things that had been squeezed out, cut off, and pushed away from Eton's original personality were clumped together to form tumors that erupted at regular intervals, turning Mr. Eton into a demon who walked through and through the crack.

Because of such things, Mr. Eaton really caused several earth-shattering tragedies, such as rape and murder, so he unknowingly accumulated a lot of resentment and hatred.

After the 'minor flaws' and after-effects have passed, Mr. Eaton comes to his senses and occasionally feels guilty when he sees the scene of the accident, but in order to become a perfect man, a small price is nothing.

It is no accident that Eaton loses control every once in a while, and the long-term result of wantonly changing his personality for the sake of deformed desires in his heart must be betrayed by his own body.

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After waking up from a brief distraction, Eton looked at the carefully shaped dwarf winter melon in front of him, and his mood finally improved.

"A man with a short stature can't become a big man, that's a defect, little Eaton, it's a congenital disability that makes people absolutely unable to become a top master."

Eaton remembered that winter, in the light of a raging fire, the red-lipped and barefoot sister had said this with her slender bandaged toes in a man's face after knocking down her poor brother.

That year, Eaton was thirteen years old. Because his body is not fully developed, he looks a little shorter in front of his tall sister. Miss Rhein used these words to inspire Eaton to grow up quickly.

In fact, Mr. Eaton does not possess supernatural powers, and his physical body unfortunately lacks this talent.

But this does not mean that Mr. Eaton is powerless, on the contrary, under the tutelage of the beautiful Miss Rhein, there will always be some miracles and extraordinary.

In fact, Mr. Eaton was quite confident in his own prowess, and with Miss Rhein, he had experienced so many things that a normal man would never have imagined. That calm and crazy sister almost ruined him, but it also made him.

Miss Rhein is like an experienced animal trainer, wielding a whip on the edge of life and death, carefully cultivating a true beast.

The cigarette went out in the bar and was thrown on the floor.

Eaton stepped on the cigarette butt twice with his black leather shoes, and exhaled a puff of smoke through the air:

"It turned out to be taking my dog's life, but I thought it was a triad fight, and it was rude, rude, and rude.

In fact, the whole of Bisburg knows that I'm not a good person, but very few people dare to stand in front of me and seek revenge. I admire you standing here today, you can take money to take revenge on behalf of others, I think you are just positive and likable. ”

Putting down his left leg, which was crossed over his right knee, Eaton straightened his shirt and slowly stood up:

"Life is really full of surprises, I knew that today was extraordinary, my left eyelid kept jumping, and I knew that there were good things.

I originally thought, could it be that my ban on entering Europe has been lifted, and it is actually a person who ran to the door to seek revenge on behalf of others, which is really interesting and a surprise. ”

Eaton, who is nearly two meters tall, said this to himself, he laughed heartily twice, his expression was easy-going and warm, and he said as he walked, going around behind Griffith and back again.

As Eaton moved, the huge height gap between Griffiths and Griffiths was undoubtedly evident at this time.

Eaton, who had long hands and feet, finally stopped laughing, curled his index finger again, hunched his waist and face against the mirror of Griffith's helmet, and tapped his fingers on the helmet.

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