"Uh-huh......" Rose moaned softly. With a groan, his right hand pressed Wei An's breasts, why does my heart still hurt? The boiling blood of greed was tangled with the pain of grief hidden in her heart, and Rose felt as if her heart was about to burst open in the transition of hot and cold.

"Big sister? Are you okay? Feeling the strangeness of the rose, Du Minjun carefully pulled the hem of the rose's clothes.

"Oh...... It's okay, there's a grain of sand in her eyes......" Rose murmured. The hand covering his chest moved, reached into the pocket on his chest and touched it a few times, ......and the slight friction sound of the star coin entered Rose's eardrum, and Rose's chaotic heart cleared up a little, and the small nose flicked violently a few times, cooling the greedy blood and warming the painful coldness.

"Why do you want me to remember what I forgot? Damn it...... 'Night' did you bring this fat sheep here? Are you weighing whether you're important in my heart or the rainbow of Star Coins is important? I'll be sure to prove it to you...... You're going to be disappointed! ”

Rose roared at a silver-haired shadow hidden in the deepest part of her heart, and the mist under her eyes gradually condensed into water droplets, which slid slightly cool down her cheeks, and fell silently on Rose's chest, soaking her clothes and smearing a few dull flowers.

Originally, Rose thought that her "three views" were just pitiful values, but Rose felt that her values were extremely simple, and in her eyes, she put the star coins in other people's pockets into her own pockets, this is the value! Turn the "worthless garbage" in the warehouse into shining star coins, which is also valuable!

Values determine Rose's ideals, and her ideals are just as simple, to make those who are not kind to the rich poor and to mark their possessions as belonging to Rose...... Of course, they will eventually be sold for a rainbow of shiny Star Coins. Rose always believed that her life should be built on Star Coins...... Without Star Coins, life would be boring and bleak!

Glancing at the "Octagonal Cross" on the hilt of the Inspector General of the Holy Land, Rose's misty eyes lit up, and in the fog, Rose felt that the scarlet "Octagonal Cross" lit up, like a shining lighthouse in the dark night.

Perhaps it was the heavens that tested Rose's resoluteness, the heavy door of the Night Charm Bar was pushed open by a group of strong men, and a cold wind rushed in, and the black cloth covered with a cage was playfully rolled, and a shadow with silver hair and emaciation was revealed.

The shadow flickered and disappeared, but it was like a magnet, attracting Rose's gaze again, and the goblet in the hand of "Kaba......" was crushed by Rose, and blood droplets dripped down the gap in the palm of the hand onto the white tablecloth, and the red was a little dazzling!

"Damn it...... Night, count you as a winner! Rose cursed in her heart, took out an "Angry Bull" revolver in her trouser pocket, pressed the pre-charged armor-piercing bullets into the magazine one by one, pulled the safety open, and Rose inserted the "Angry Bull" into the leather holster hanging on her leg.

"Big sister's head...... This is the Night Glamour Bar! Du Minjun eagerly grabbed the corner of Rose's clothes and said with a nervous expression.

"Oh......" Rose paused, hesitated, and retreated into the shadows in the corner. Damn the Night Charm...... "The bloodshot in Rose's eyes dissipated a little, and she cursed, lowered her hand slowly, and pounded in her trouser pocket for a while, pulling out a cross that was some years old and putting it around her neck.

Rose stepped out of the shadow in the corner, patted her cheek with her hand, squeezed out a normal smile, and stopped a few steps away from the Inspector of the Holy Land, her right hand slightly raised and her wrist slightly drooping.

"Noble Knight, Jesus is with you! As a devout believer, I have to stand up and remind the knight that this man is simply the embodiment of the devil...... His heart is as dirty as this bar, and if you break his rules in his bar, he'll deal with you! The bad one squeezed his eyes at Nightghost, raised his left hand and made a "wipe his neck" gesture to Nightghost.

Believer? Fart...... I guess you just believe in the God of Wealth! Nightglow glanced at Rose and thought with a smirk. "Dead girl, you want to provoke me to fight with this madman? Do you want to fish in troubled waters and make a profit? Hey...... The heart is not small, I am afraid that you will not be able to eat! Beware of popping out one of your teeth! Nightglow smiled, ignoring Rose, and continued to wipe her beloved goblet with her head down.

The Inspector General of the Holy Land was slightly stunned, raised his hand to uncover the mask on his helmet, there was a trace of arrogance on his angular cheeks, his left hand was behind him, his body was straight, he walked slowly in front of Rose, looked at Rose slightly, leaned forward 15 degrees slightly, held Rose's hand with his right hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly.

Gently letting go of Rose's hand, the Inspector General of the Holy Land's eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at the lazy Night Charm behind the bar not far away, and the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "May the Lord be with Miss, my name is Mo Ruotian, hereditary Viscount, Miss can also call me Viscount Mo if she wants!" Looking at Rose up and down, Mo Ruotian said.

"You know my rules...... But you ruined him! "Night Charm has some playful voices." But if you're willing to pay for it, I'll act like nothing happened! This is a courtesy that only the strong can receive, how about it, knight! ”

Rose secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and a hint of joy crept up her eyebrows. As a bunch of stupid pigs who value honor and faith more than their parents, Rose believes that Night Charm's words are enough to stir Mo Ruotian's proud and sensitive nerves! "Let's fight gorgeously!" Rose roared in her heart, if there is a conflict, no matter who lives or dies, the water will definitely be muddy, and she has a chance to start!

With a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth, Mo Ruotian slowly walked to the long bar, his hand was lightly touched on the hilt of the sword, and when his hand was raised again, an orange-yellow star coin appeared in his palm.

"Night Charm? Hey...... You also deserve respect! Knightly mercy teaches us to be sympathetic to the weak, and the Lord teaches us charity...... Perhaps my hands are a little heavy, and I am here to express my deep apologies to the poor man, and I wonder if Mr. Night Charm is satisfied? The voice is soft, but with a coldness to the bone, which makes people feel a kind of scalp tingling and crispy.

Before the words fell, Mo Ruotian's hand stretched out in the direction of the night ghost, and with a soft sound of "wave ......", a thin milky white film rippled in front of the night ghost, blocking Mo Ruotian's hand.