"Family Business" Chapter 6 Brothers and Sisters

"Business? How can you talk about business without life? Harimon's eyes and fingers were still jumping, and he motioned for Drow Khan to quickly put on his protective suit.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Drowhan stretched out his arm and tried between the cuffs of his suit, "Well, I haven't gained weight lately. ”

"Well," said the Colonel, opening the freezer and putting his hands inside, and after some manipulation to attract Drowhan, he took out a bottle of aged wine from each of them, "and since you can talk to me honestly, then I can't afford to lose you in these little things, can I?" ”

"As far as I know, this wine is the Morita National Cellar, right?"

"Hey, connoisseur,"

Harimon tightened his goggles and placed his hands on the lid and body of the bottle in an orderly manner.

"β€”β€”!" I saw a white hop spewing out of the wine bottle and scattering it into the fish tank on the side, and the fish and the lobster actually fought, riding on each other's heads to taste the taste of fine wine.

"Oh, good," said the enjoyment of Drowhan's posture, radiating from the inside out; The melodious music heard in the neighborhood seems to have played their role at this moment,

"If you're not mistaken, 3156, right?" His nose has obviously been soaked in the massage of various delicacies and wines since he was a child, but in front of the military master, he moved as if he had never seen the world, as if to prove that he was not like eyes, and only half of them could be used.

"The nose is very good, it's 56 years," Harimon noticed Drow Khan's eyes, "what?" The Creator has opened a window for you and closed a door for you? ”

"!" Drowhan clenched his iron fists and smashed the small round table.

I saw that the soldier at the door was open, and immediately picked up the battle rifle that had been loaded, and aimed it at Dhorhan's right eye, "Dare to talk to the colonel like this?" Believe it or not, you will be broken in the other eye?!"

Harimon smiled contemptuously, "Hah!" Then he stretched out his right hand, and bowed with his index and middle fingers, signaling the pawn to stand down.

If it weren't for the double cover of the commander and the weapon, Drow Khan would have hung up this pawn as a sack for training at this moment.

"Alright, it's just a joke."

Drow Khan was about to let out a lightning gaze, but he also sensibly put it away and returned to Harimon.

"Taste it," the Colonel poured the wine from the bottle in his left hand into the glass handed to Drow Khan, and the other into the glass in front of him, "Look at what?" This bottle is 54 years old, I don't give such a good wine to a guest easily, it's mine!"

Zolhan looked at the two bottles of wine as if he didn't understand it or not, and there seemed to be no difference in color and aroma......

"What? Don't dare to move the glass? Harimon saw that Drow Khan was not staring at the glass, but at himself, "I'll do it first!" After that, the colonel squinted his eyes and drank the wine in his hand, "Ahβ€”β€”! comfortable, drink it!" Brother, I'm not used to drinking 56 years,"

Harimon picked up the glass closer to Drow Khan again and handed it to him.

He still stared at Harimon with puzzled eyes, not moving.

Seeing this, Harimon lowered his head, bent down, showed his sharp eyes through the goggles, and said slowly, "Don't you want toβ€”drink?" ”

...

"Well, you're smart," the colonel straightened up again, "at least," he said, looking at the wine shaking in his hand, "a little smarter than your third sister." ”

A simple sentence that seemed simple to others was a flint and steel for Dhorhan Cadiz.

"What did you say?" After a moment of silence, Drow Khan finally opened his mouth that had to be opened at this moment, "What are you talking about Deshka for?" ”

"Hmph," Harimon frowned, "when you first entered the military district, you were a little more arrogant than you,"

As he spoke, Harimon lit a cigar from the cigarette case at his waist and sat down in the swivel chair.

"Hmmβ€”β€”," blinked while spitting smoke, "My Harimon's most hated recruit is your sister, who seriously carries military regulations before putting on the military uniform, and seriously provokes the bottom line of the superiors after putting on the military uniform,"

Drow Khan stood up violently, "Don't talk nonsense, you quickly tell me how you punished her?" After hearing the tone that was getting more and more wrong, he finally couldn't hold back his anger,

"So, I brought her here,"

Drow Khan's wide right eye tried to suppress the power of lightning as much as possible, and as Harimon pressed the button, he saw a mopping door gradually falling on the wall on the other side of the office------ it turned out that inside the colonel's office, there was also a foul-smelling interrogation room, but due to the good sealing effect of the protective suit, no one outside the interrogation room could smell the slightest smell,

He looked hard inside the pitch black, and always felt that there was a person,

"Can't you see clearly?"

Harimon turned on the lights in the chamber in an instant---

Flies and mosquitoes flew around, the walls were covered with colorful feces that made people unable to eat three meals at a glance, and even the floor was clearly visible with bloodstains,

And sitting among the dung heaps and urine, with her hair scattered, was a weak woman in a dirty military uniform and boots; That's right, Corinton Cadiz's 3,000 gold, and the only girl out of four children, Deshka Cadiz!!

"Brute!"

Drow Khan stared intently at his own sister, soaked in mosquitoes and biting wantonly, but trapped in limbs unable to move, and constantly vomiting sticky gastric juice in his mouth, he forgot his lightning eye, and actually picked up the hammer and swung it at Harimon's steel helmet,

"Bang!" I saw the iron ball bounce up, and the red helmet was not damaged at all, "How is it?" Is it sturdy? Custom-made too! ”

"Wow, yes, yes! I'll electrocute you!"

Drow Khan emitted an astonishing bolt of lightning that lit up the entire underground base for a while!

Just as he was about to come out of the eye, he was rounded by the guards on the side and hit the back of the head!

"Poof! Cave fork!"

Drow Khan fell to the ground stiffly, and the lockers, aquariums, and wine glasses on the table danced a waltz in harmony, shaking incessantly.

In his last consciousness, he saw a smirking Harimon and his sister blurring...

"Bastardβ€”β€”! Lord oppresses your ancestors! Yes!! ”

Deschcan's rough voice, which was the opposite of her own appearance and originally resembled a man's, was still clearly hysterical even at this moment, mixed with the large amount of vomit and feces in her mouth.

"Phew! Bah! Phew!"

Deshka cleared the feces that could only be eaten for more than half a year, and shook off the long hair that was so dirty that it was knotted with felt.

"Demons, human-faced beast hearts! You deserve to be your mother's officer, too? You can't die a good death!!"

The eyeballs that are about to pop out,

The bloody canine teeth,

The bruised face is exposed,

If it weren't for the heavy chain that Harimon put around his neck, she would have been able to eat this demon colonel alive to satisfy her hunger, which she hadn't eaten in humans for more than half a year.

"Oh? "Well," said Harimon, with an angry face, "then you can taste for me that life is worse than death!"

With that, he viciously pressed the flamethrower button,

I saw that the flamethrowers that surrounded Deshka in the torture chamber erupted together with a raging flame---

"Ahhhβ€”β€”!!h

The terrible, unstoppable wail of pain resounded throughout the underground base,

This extremely piercing scream made even all the soldiers on duty next to him sink their eyebrows,

Harimon was the only one who was enjoying the torment that made his mind happy.

"Feel your father's fire-breathing flames, hehehehe,"

Harimon pointed to Dhorhan, who had fainted on the ground,

"Find me an insulated eye patch, put it on his right eye, and I'll be angry when I see the lightning that he can't emit for a long time! How can white people have iron waste like you?!"

"It's... Yes!" The soldier stammered back.

It's a long story

At the end of last year, Deshka had just completed her coming-of-age ceremony, and with the encouragement of her family, she joined the Red Helmets and went to Langerga to defend the capital alone, but who would have thought ----

After entering the army, her eldest lady had a temper that caused unbearable pain to Harimon's subordinates:

Open defecation in the barracks,

All the intimate items that the female soldier could use were thrown by her on the walls and ceilings everywhere, and for a while, the entire underground base was filled with a foul smell.

After the lights go out at eleven o'clock every night, Deshka is so amused that all the soldiers' dormitories can't sleep peacefully.

Because of her noble background, all the soldiers didn't dare to say anything, but in the barracks, everyone called her "Rotten Fairy";

Until March of this year, when she was in a bad mood, she stuffed her used personal belongings into Colonel Harimon's most commonly used teacup...

After two months of top-secret treatment by a team of specialists, Harimon was barely able to recover and was transferred from the respiratory and ENT intensive care unit to the general ward.

"That's why I used fake wine with sweat medicine to bring her here while she was asleep,"

Harimon told Dhorhan, who had just woken up and was tied to the ground and wearing an insulated blindfold, still retching incessantly,

"It's a miracle that I've survived so far, I can't imagine how long I'll live,"

Drow Khan's mouth was sealed, but everyone could feel his irrepressible rage, trembling all over,

"So, let her empathize, am I going too far? Well?! In this way, am I doing my part? How others bullied me and how I returned them are also essential qualities for every soldier. ”

The soldiers next to him nodded one after another, and applauded with tears in their eyes - there is such a well-spoken commander, there are no regrets in this life!

"Brute!"

Deshka's almost burnt face still allowed his mouth to move,

"When one person carries one thing and one person betrays another, you are so dissatisfied with me, why don't you tell me? Lock Lao Tzu here, eat the products of the public toilet for more than half a year, you are also a hero? ”

She scolded with tears in her eyes.

Perhaps it was his father's genetic inheritance that he was good at controlling flames, but Deshka was not burned and disfigured, and his delicate facial features were still bright;

It's just that restoring the temperament of thousands of people dumped is probably impossible in this life.