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"Dark Paradise...... Nancy ...... Safatina......"

Whispering softly, Julius' eyes narrowed, blinked, and thought. It's not that he just wants to do this, but that's all he can do, and now his freedom doesn't allow him to do more. His clothes, which had been neat and meticulous and not cheap, were now in tatters, and the monster easily tore them apart as she wanted, tied him up on the spot, and threw him on the ground and turned him into a chrysalis. He couldn't do anything but bounce around like a seal, and that kind of difficult maneuver was a bit too difficult for him to do.

Fortunately, the woman didn't just stop him, but fortunately she used other and more convenient ways to shut him up, otherwise he would have felt even worse now. I don't know if it was because her power control was not very accurate, or for some other reason, he only fainted for a short time before recovering. He thought it might be because he had been feeling the skull at the back of his head thicken lately.

The iron gate had been torn down, and the noisy, noisy, chaotic sounds in the corridor outside had faded away, as if the battlefield had been pulled somewhere else. Julius frowned helplessly and sighed, his chest bulging, and then he fell again, deflated more than ever.

Man is a man of Dark Heaven, one of the two new family enforcers who have jumped onto the underground stage of Barblair in the past month with the new Grand Leader of Dark Heaven, one of the two Hellhounds who have made their way to the top of the Killer Pyramid unimpeded by bloody killings—not the iconic rabbit, but Nancy, the other long-haired beautiful girl.

That's not right, that's what makes Julius feel that something is wrong. He didn't know exactly what the high-level officials had reached and what deals they had made with the Dark Heaven, and he didn't know what it was, but he knew one thing, that is, it must include the transfer of all the tourists in the Golden Country, and the temporary handover of the Golden Country to the Dark Heaven to take over. He himself was the middle manager of the Golden Sailboat, and he knew very well what the order from above was, and he knew that it must be part of the transaction, and the reason why he was sure that the Golden Sail was temporarily giving the ship to the Dark Heaven was because he knew who he was serving.

They would definitely not give up such a huge cash cow to someone else, and even if it was only a temporary lease, he was sure that the Dark Heaven side had paid a large enough price in exchange for this small concession from the family.

And now, today, the appearance of Gottie and Nancy, two high-ranking officials of Dark Paradise - who happened to be in charge of diplomacy and one in charge of killing, made him realize something that he hadn't thought of before, that one of the terms of the deal between Dark Paradise and their family must have always been a time limit, and the deadline for that time limit was not as easy as he had imagined.

They didn't keep the terms of the deal, and as a result, they angered the Dark Heavens.

This is actually a good explanation for Nancy's appearance and behavior, which should be very normal, but as soon as this idea appeared, Julius shook his head and rejected it.

As soon as Gotti had a problem with his front foot from this side, Nancy was on the back foot - what does that mean? It's definitely not that Nancy was fast enough to get there as quickly as possible, unless the monster flew over with her panties on.

She came with Gottie. Although she didn't show up at first, it was clear that she wasn't far away, and was probably waiting outside in a car, maybe not even their own. She waited there, for Gotti to contact her, for Gotti to tell her that things had changed—but how did she know things were going to change? Was it Gotti who told her? No, Gaudí didn't have the skills to invite the strongest enforcer in the family to come over and squat with him on his own to squat a guess that he couldn't be sure of—his surprised reaction when he learned that the person in charge was Saron, and Julius believed that it was absolutely true—it couldn't be Gaudí, it couldn't be Gottie. The answer is more amazing than Gotti, and it is even more imminent.

She had expected an accident in the trade between her and the Golden Sailboat, she had expected that the boy who had a holiday with her as a child would cause trouble, and she had arranged for her two of her most powerful men to hit the big nail on the big ship early, and she knew that if the two of them were together, any thorny problem could be solved.

Only she, only she has the energy to do these things—Safatina!

"But what is her purpose in doing this?" Julius still couldn't solve all the puzzles.

If Safatina had anticipated this, and had expected that she would be troubled by Saren if she wanted El Dorado, then why didn't she avoid it in advance? You must know that there is a giant ship of this level in the Golden Country, and it is completely possible to provide her with another one, another better one, and she has no need to compete with Saren at all. And even if she doesn't change ships, she just takes a fancy to El Dorado, after expecting that Saren will make trouble for her, she directly negotiates with the senior management of the Golden Sailing Ship and asks them to focus their eyes on what good things Saren is doing, but when she doesn't need to say anything more, the Golden Sailing Boat itself will solve Salen's problem.

She didn't take any of the shortcuts she should have, which was to let Gauty and Nancy come over, and she had to smash the hard stone that stood in the way of Saren from the front. What is this? The temper of the new owner? Is it a dismount to the Golden Sailboat? Show power? Or is it just that he hasn't let go of his childhood grievances and deliberately found fault with Saren?

Are you me? I'm actually you!

It's just stupid, absolutely impossible. But if that's not the reason, then why? Julius frowned, and as he couldn't stop thinking in his head as a middle manager of the Golden Galleon, he muttered unconsciously and softly. Then, inadvertently, he suddenly realized that he was not the only whispering voice in the room with the missing door. There were others talking, repeatedly, like a broken tape recorder, vague, staccato and consistent...... Speaking...... Instinctively, he made a sound.

In addition to Julius, there was only the half-dead front desk brother left in the room. It didn't take long for Julius to know that it was a trance in his state of wandering between life and death. behavior, at this time, as long as he really loses his breath, or someone reawakens his self-consciousness, his babbling will naturally end.

Julius would not have done that kind of thing. On the one hand, he was too lazy to care about this kid's nonsense, and on the other hand, he was afraid that if he really called him, it would be bad if he didn't call him back to life and then call him dead. At least now he can still make a voice, and at least there is hope of survival.

That's right, he still has hope of living. As long as he's not here and he's going to have a nervous breakdown or heed too much and go into shock, nothing else matters. With the current level of medical care in the Star Era, all the parts of his body that were destroyed can be repaired and repaired, and if he stays in the hospital for a while and then goes back to recuperate for a few days, he will be like new again.

So when he saw that Nancy had tortured the poor boy very badly, but had not killed him completely, the big stone in Julius's heart had already fallen. As long as the person is alive, then everything is fine.

Closing his eyes, Julius collected his thoughts, wanting to continue his previous thoughts, to keep thinking. But within a few seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes again, and looked at the little brother in the chair.

Just now, after he closed his eyes, after the world became much clearer, he vaguely heard one of the few words that seemed to appear in the part of the little brother that he had been talking about-Miss.

“……”

Julius's eyes couldn't close all at once. His eyes were fixed on the missing brother in the chair, and his chrysalis-like body turned clockwise on the dusty ground, and after adjusting the angle, he bounced like a seal and moved in the direction of the little brother. He had never felt the effort to move a few meters away, and it made him feel like maggots amusing and humiliating. But in the end, he did it, reached his destination, and reluctantly sat up next to the little brother's chair, and put his head close to the little brother's mouth.

The little brother still kept talking, saying those whispers that he couldn't fully understand until he got close—and even when he was close, he still didn't understand very well—and Julius listened intently with his eyes closed for a long time before he understood that the little brother was saying back and forth were two names, two names that kept repeating themselves.

"Big Miss" - "Little Salen" - "Big Miss" - "Little Salen" -

“…… Miss...... Little Salen...... Little Salen ......"

Julius lowered his head, and like the little brother, he repeated the names of these two different people, whom he knew each other, and the two sounded like they would be called by a specific person for a long time, and the words of two ordinary people would not be used to refer to the name of the object to which they referred...... Then his eyes slowly widened, and his pupils narrowed slightly.

"Ah...... Is that so...... Of course, I should have thought it would be. ”

"What should have come to mind?"

The sudden sound made Julius's body twitch. He looked up slowly, and saw the figure, the smiling beauty with a somewhat dark face under the bright backlight of the hallway, but could still clearly see the bright red blood on her cheeks.

She looked down at herself with a loose and condensed gaze, slowly raised a hand, and the blood-stained fingertips reached into her mouth, and the seductive red lips sucked thinly.

She was intoxicated like a child.