Chapter 194: Imperial Capital Concert

"Special taste? ”

"It smelled like a chemical agent, and it wasn't strong, but our people followed the smell to the source, and it was a hill.

The vegetation on it is dense, but it is withered and yellowed during this season, and it is suspected that it is the exhaust hole of an underground factory.

Because there are many rut marks around, and it is very deep, the amount of goods transported should not be light.

It's a pity that there is a dark whistle on it, so in order to avoid startling the grass and snakes, it was not carefully investigated. ”

"Very well, this discovery is important, and the person who found it is rewarded. Be sure to keep an eye on that place, chemicals, Roland's old thing is really hidden. Philip's eyes lit up and he emphasized.

"Yes. Paul nodded.

Philip glanced at Paul's white hair and asked meaningfully, "Brother Paul, can I trust you?"

Paul didn't know what Philip meant, but he immediately knelt down on one knee and said solemnly: "Five years ago, our brothers made a mistake because of their arrogance.

Since then, I have sworn to Gaia, the Mother Earth Goddess, that if I can find you, I will always follow you.

Unlike my brother, I don't feel that much about family grievances, so my ambition is not big, and I am already very satisfied to be able to stand in the shadows and protect you. ”

Philip looked Paul in the eye and nodded.

A year ago, Paul couldn't resist the torture of guilt and told Philip about the Hamptons.

He thought that Philip would be angry and punish him, and even take his anger on his brother, but Philip just sat on the couch for two hours without speaking.

After that, he didn't say a word, but patted him on the shoulder, as if it hadn't happened.

No, on the contrary, it seems to trust myself more, and many more private things have begun to be entrusted to me.

Philip also thought he would be angry, but the truth was that he was not as angry as he thought.

Time is a ruthless steel knife, no matter how exciting things are at the time, after a few years have passed, it is difficult to have that kind of immersive and deep feeling.

For two hours, he just sat there, recalling the scene countless times, thinking back to Hampton's blood-soaked face.

However, it is very vague, in memory, Hampton is Hampton, but it is impossible to accurately outline the specific appearance of each facial feature on that face.

Even if he knew, what could he do? Kill Jones and get rid of Paul? Will Lord Hampton come back to life?

Not to mention whether Philip could do it or not, they just made the mistake that every arrogant person makes, and they didn't deliberately betray their own family.

It is better to work hard than to use it, and through this incident, he trusted Paul a little more, a person who was not ruthless enough and still had a trace of conscience.

What's more, Paul and Jones's old mother lived in the city of Gokan, as did his wife and daughter, who had just turned two.

No one is more comfortable using such a subordinate.

After inspecting the inside and outside of the house to make sure there was no third person, Philip opened the stone tools on the table that could play music.

The sound of melodious music echoed through the room, and Philip motioned for Paul to come closer, and whispered a few words in his ear.

Paul nodded until the end, when he looked at Philip in shock and asked, "Really?"

Philip motioned for him not to be so loud and nodded: "Remember, don't write it down on paper, this thing can only be known and operated by you alone."

In addition, choose a suitable one from the few children brought, you know the criteria. ”

Paul knew the gravity of the matter and nodded yes without hesitation.

After he left, Philip stood alone in front of the window, looking out at the darkness of the night, wondering if he had made the right choice.

The next day, Philip went to his grandfather Smith's house for lunch, and then went to a bar in the Miyan district.

The dΓ©cor of the bar is a bit quaint, I don't know if it's old, or if it's really old.

On the wall of the gate, a huge blue dragonfly shape exudes a glittering light, lifelike.

Blue Dragonfly Bar, the sister shop of Blue Butterfly Bar in High Cannes, is owned by a stocky man with little hair.

Judging by his stature, Philip had a hard time believing that he was the cousin described in Thor's bastard mouth.

The cousin's name was Fred, and he was very enthusiastic, and when he saw Philip, he came up and grabbed his hand, and said, "But I have come to you, come inside." ”

Philip thought he was going to tune the instrument himself, but Fred took him directly to a man with a camera in hand, grabbed Philip's shoulder, made a gesture that he couldn't get into the second place, and clicked to take a picture.

It wasn't until he took several photos in a row and changed various coquettish poses that he couldn't fully explain: "You've been so famous lately, those tickets were all sold at five times the price, I know you don't like this little money."

In the future, when your friends come here to drink, just mention your name, it's all half price, and it's absolutely not mixed with water, I'm not like that bastard from Thor. ”

Fred's speech was extremely fast, and his standard imperial capital accent sounded like firecrackers, crackling, and Philip didn't have a chance to interject for a long time.

At this time, Emily walked in from outside, followed by a girl with light pink hair, and introduced to Philip, "This is Fiona, my senior sister in the academy, and she is much better at the guitar than I am. ”

"Hello, Philip, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm your fan, you're so talented. ”

"Hello, Fiona, your name is nice, I'll leave it to you tonight. ”

The two of them greeted each other, and Philip had the opportunity to take a closer look at the somewhat excited fan girl.

With a honey-like complexion, large, round eyes, a pointed nose, and slender round thighs, he looks like a sexy and dangerous wild cat with an obvious exotic style in appearance.

"My senior sister is beautiful, she is the third in the top ten beauties in our college, and she is cheap for you tonight. Emily proudly boasted to Philip.

"Is she alien?" asked Philip curiously.

Emily was startled and asked him a little cautiously, "You don't like aliens?"

Philip laughed and pointed to his hair.

Emily looked over and realized that she had made a fool, and replied embarrassedly: "Senior sister is transferred from the Morse Kingdom, half desert blood, and his father is a military attache in the Imperial Foreign Office.

Senior sister is very good, especially like your songs, humming in a loop from morning to night every day. ”

Philip hurriedly pressed Emily's tirade, he was just a little curious, and he didn't have any thoughts about other beauties.

Peter, who has been stocked by him for many days, is debugging musical instruments in it, in the end, it is the imperial capital, every musical instrument here is much higher than the grade of Gaokan City, it can be seen that it is really a cultural desert.

Philip gave it a try, pleased with Peter's work, and gave him a thumbs up while asking something with his eyes.

Peter smiled and nodded, replied without missing a trace, and then leaned over to Fred, not knowing what the two were talking about, and talking passionately.

Philip shook his head, no longer surprised by Peter's magic.

At five o'clock in the evening, Wesley and the others also arrived early, today they are one of the protagonists, and they are really dressed very sassy, and they have to put on a little makeup after a while.

Emily volunteered to act as a make-up artist, and because of excitement or nervousness, her hand holding the eyebrow pencil was shaking, and she almost drew a third eyebrow on the face of the bald Chris.

In the end, it was Boris who replaced Emily, and no one thought that this giant man with five big and three thick bear-like was very good at makeup, and his jaw dropped, which made Philip and others sigh, sure enough, the nickname was not wrong, and there was no doubt about it.

At six o'clock in the evening, the empty music hall was already flooded with crowds, and countless fashionably dressed and sexy girls were swaying wildly to the hot dance music, leaving several teenagers from the countryside stunned and parched in their mouths.

Today's audience is roughly divided into two sections, half like Gokan City, which is a music mad lover and a regular at the Blue Dragonfly bar.

The other half were admiring girls, at least almost all the girls in the phalanx in the audience at that time came, making Wesley and others, who have wonderful memories, greet each other awkwardly.

Except for Wesley, who accompanied Christina once, it was the first time for everyone else to see Philip dressed in such a bewitching outfit.

Compared to the time in Gokan City, Philip has a heavier smoky makeup today, and his lips are bright red, like a vampire awakened from a deep slumber and can't wait to suck blood.

Fiona's hair was somehow straightened up in the middle of his head, like a huge white-gold brush, and it looked very weird.

The jacket on his body was still the same golden armor-like jacket that had not changed for thousands of years, shimmering with a blurry brilliance in the reflection of the light.

Sure enough, as soon as he walked to the stage with his guitar in his arms, it caused earth-shattering cheers.

Philip waved his hand and shot a few flying kisses in the direction of the girls, which immediately caused a violent commotion in the sea of people.

"It's really sassy!" This is the unanimous opinion of several teenagers in the audience, and it is difficult for them to associate this demonic figure on the stage with the iron-blooded teenager on the field.

"It's a pleasure to come to the imperial capital today, to come to Blue Dragonfly, I once said to my partner that I want to hold a concert in the imperial capital, and at least a thousand people must be present.

But today, you're going to tell me, how many people are here?"

Philip stood on the stage, put his hand on his ear, and turned his head sideways to face the crowd.

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The audience shouted loudly about the number of people displayed on the billboard in front of the stage, where someone was specifically counting and updating it on the billboard at any time.

As more and more people poured into the hall, the number continued to climb, and one could imagine how excited Fred's greasy fat face must have been.