When Tails re-entered the room, Lillian had already drugged and bandaged Glovor.

"What is he doing here?"

Lilian's hand didn't stop, she frowned and looked at the ignorant Tails, and then looked at Glovor:

"This is your bodyguard mission again, taking care of a certain noble young master, including when he is prostituting?"

Gloover looked at Tails and nodded subtly.

Tails coughed.

"Well, Miss Lillian, that's the second prince......"

Under the frightened gaze of Gloover and the puzzled eyes of Lilian, Tails added in time and said with a smile:

“...... 's squire officer. ”

"Waia Cassel. ”

Tails smiled fakely, rubbing his hands together and standing in the corner.

Lovover breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his head to drink.

"Wow, the prince's chamberlain," Lillian raised an eyebrow, inadvertently exuding a thousand charms, "Pretty powerful." ”

"You're here to play?"

Tails waved his hand and tucked himself into the corner, trying to look harmless to humans and animals:

"No, no, no, I am...... Come and have a look. ”

Lilian looked at his figure and face, and looked at him with a whimsical look:

"Prince's Squire......"

The woman laughed:

"So, little brother Huaiya, your daily job is to give that prince a chicken?"

Burst!

Glovover at the table squirted out a mouthful of water.

Tails' face stiffened.

Suck......

"Haha, ahaha," Tails twisted his cheeks, trying to relieve himself of embarrassment:

"Ma'am, you're so humorous......"

Lillian raised her eyebrows and glanced at Glove:

"So, Fat Dun'er is going to bring you here?"

Glovover's face froze.

Tails waved his hand awkwardly again:

"I?no, no, no......"

But Lillian ignored him, and rubbed her lips rather coquettishly, thinking about it for a moment.

"I think about it, no, at his age and body, Cosette and Olivia's greedy prodigal hoofs would him to death......"

Lilian's eyebrows lit up, and there was something more in her eyes when she looked at the young man:

"Or, I'll take the order myself and give you **?"

Tails was stunned.

Bang!

"No!"

Before Glovor could wipe the water from his mouth, he subconsciously slapped the table:

"No!"

Glancing at Glover's anxious, painful, indignant (and even slightly warning) eyes, Tails chuckled in his heart and smiled:

"You misunderstood, Miss Lillian...... I, that, I'm really not here ......"

Lilian came to her senses, a little embarrassed:

"Oh, I see, you're not here to satisfy the girl's cravings. ”

Tails breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"Yes, I'm not ......"

But Lillian's eyes rolled and she smiled:

"It's okay, we have male technicians here too!"

Tails' smile hardened.

"Whether you like a muscular man or a haggard teenager, a middle-aged weird uncle or an old man......"

Tails' face changed again, and he waved his hand frantically:

"No, no, no, I don't want men to ...... either"

"Men don't like it either?"

Lillian was stunned and looked him up and down again.

The head lady of the clubhouse looked out the door and finally sighed.

"Trust me, young master," Lillian looked at Tails with a strange expression:

"Sissi is beautiful and understands the itch of men, but he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if you are obsessed with him, you will feel better. ”

Huh?

Sissi?

Tails was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

"I-"

Tails' face flushed, and he did everything he could to skip the word "prostitute":

"I'm really not here...... I'm here to do your business!"

Glove, who had been looking strange for a long time, also reminded in a low voice:

"Lillian!"

A few seconds later, looking at Tails' embarrassment, the head of the Leia Clubhouse smirked.

"I know," Lillian folded her arms, her upper body swaying in a seductive arc, but exuding a sense of competence and sophistication:

"I just want to see if you really don't know how to do it, or if you're just thin-skinned. ”

Tails paused again, staring at each other stunned.

"Well, now," Lillian looked at him again, and shook her head with a sek, "both." ”

She covered her mouth and smiled:

"Haha, a chick. ”

Tails' face darkened.

He was tempted to explain that he wasn't, really wasn't......

But when Lillian finished teasing him, her expression turned cold.

"Now, you guys, get out of here when you're done. ”

When Glover heard this, he hesitated:

"Lillian, I didn't mean to ...... today"

"Yes! I didn't mean to!" Lillian interrupted him sharply, once again showing the same momentum:

"That's what you said last time!"

Glover's voice suffocated, and he immediately wilted.

Tails swallowed a mouthful of saliva and subconsciously shrank a little more into the corner to avoid this "lover's quarrel".

But Lilian wasn't done yet, and anger and pain appeared in her eyes:

"But the burns, cuts, and whip marks on my body, the shame and the marks, they are not gone!"

As she was talking, this soft and fierce girl was not afraid to lift her light top!

Expose your wonderful upper body naked in front of the two!

Tails and Glove were so frightened that they turned their heads and closed their eyes.

"Do you want to see, look!" said Lillian's voice, and she stared at Gallover, who had closed her eyes and did not dare to look up, sad and aggressive on the other:

"What you have accomplished, what you have given me!"

Although it was only an inadvertent glimpse, Tails had enough to see that, despite the wonderful form, Lilian's upper body, from neck to chest and waist to abdomen, was all scarred and heart-wrenching.

This made him can't help but be shocked: what kind of grievances have accumulated between Glovover and his confidante to have such a strange relationship?

The sound of clothes being worn could be heard in the air.

"Open your eyes," Lillian said coldly.

"The old lady is dressed. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lillian," but Gallover didn't open his eyes, and he spoke bitterly, his voice trembling:

"I'm hugging—"

Lillian interrupted him.

"yes, I'm sorry?"

Lilian's words were full of hatred and heartache, complex and subtle.

"That's all you have to say, before or after. ”

She put on her clothes and looked away with a sneer, like a lover whose heart had been dead for a long time:

"Fuck every, once, one time. ”

As soon as these words came out, Grove's face turned pale.

He shook it hard, as if he had received a heavy blow.

Tails stood silently in the corner, not daring to say a word.

This is not his battlefield.

A few seconds later, facing the ruthless Lilian, Lovover got up suddenly:

"I ...... I see. ”

He pressed the table with difficulty, turned to the door, and even ignored Tails:

"I'll go. ”

Right now.

"Wait a minute!"

Lilian's voice came cold again.

Glovor's body froze in place.

"Wait until your blood is dry before leaving," Lillian stared at the bandages on his body with a complicated expression:

"They scare away guests. ”

Lillian's footsteps rang out as she headed for the door.

Gloover remained motionless, not daring to look back at her, let alone speak.

"What are you looking at?"

Lilian noticed Tails watching from the sidelines, her eyes sharpened, and she made a gesture to tear open her shirt:

"My **?"

Tails was startled and quickly bowed his head.

Lillian looked at him for a second, then smiled and pushed the door open.

"Hmph, Hinata. ”

The door slammed.

In the ambiguously decorated room, Tails and Glofo breathe a sigh of relief.

The former leaned completely against the wall, and the latter staggered down in his chair.

One ponders, and the other is depressed.

"Glovor?" Tails said tentatively.

"Yes, Wya—Your Highness?" the dejected Gallover was halfway through his response, only to realize that there was no one else in the room, and to change his honorific title back.

The topic stopped here, and both of them were silent for a while.

It seems that Lilian's influence has not been eliminated.

In the end, it was Tails who sighed and broke the silence:

"How's Kommuto?"

Glofo came back to his senses and said in a trance:

"Tinker has moved him to another room, and he needs to rest for a while—neither I nor Master Kalabyan have a hard time catching our fists. ”

Tails frowned:

"So, Cohen, do you recognize him?"

Gallover nodded, his emotions still at the bottom, absent-minded:

"When we stopped. ”

The two fell silent again.

Tails finally couldn't help but speak: "About ...... just now"

There was a click, and the door opened again.

Tails and Glover instinctively shut up, looking away from each other.

"Ah, this soak of urine is so long, it makes me die......"

Tinker let out a comfortable sigh as he walked in with his pants.

"Hey, I saw Lillian go out. ”

He looked at the depressed Gloover in the room, and automatically ignored the young Tails who was cowering in the corner and a little shorter.

Tinker sat down in front of Gloover and sighed:

"You...... You've got to understand her, Fatty. ”

Hearing this, Gloover shuddered slightly.

"I understand," the zombie slowly came back to his senses, and he looked at the man in front of him, showing gratitude and closeness, "Thank you, Tink." ”

"Brother. ”

Tink's eyebrows moved.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't open his mouth.

Tinker hesitated to reach out, as if to pat Glovover on the shoulder, but paused at the sight of the bandages on the other's body.

"So," Tinker said, "You've been whipped by your boss again, like last time?"

Glove's expression was gloomy and he shook his head:

"It's not the same. ”

Tinker snorted:

"Will it be as bad luck as last time? You know, you've been locked up for months—"

"Nope. ”

Glovo shook his head in denial, and subconsciously looked at the corner:

"I've got a different boss. ”

He ...... Temper is ok. ”

Tails hurriedly lowered his head and made a "I don't know you" attitude.

"That's good," perhaps out of context, Tinker didn't notice these little interactions, but exclaimed, "In those days, Lillian was going crazy." ”

Hearing the name, Glovo was touched and shook again.

The two men sat silently opposite each other.

"I don't understand," after a few seconds, Gloover, who seemed to have regained some heart, remembered something, and became indignant:

"That green skin outside—"

Cloover shut his mouth and glanced at Tails, replacing it with a formal title:

"I mean the vigilantes. ”

Tinker shook his head indifferently, "Huh?"

Croover retracted his skeptical gaze:

"He's not Lilian's man?"

"No," Tinker chuckled and shook his head, "Lillian said, he's a good man, great." ”

"Too good to be her man. ”

Faced with the profound words, Gloover was silent for a while.

"Not her man...... That means you're just working with Qingpi?"

Tinker sneered:

"Cooperation? That stupid green skin? just his little brain?"

Tails curled his eyebrows, lamenting Cohen's reputation for a second.

"It's he who thinks we're working with him — makes him feel accomplished and protects us in turn. ”

Tinker sarcastically said:

"Lillian has known him for a long time, and I have to say, sometimes that guy is quite useful. ”

He glanced at Glovor for a second:

"It's better than counting on the bastard son of a nobleman with a lot of enemies to protect us, right?"

Hearing this, Gallover was suffocated again:

"I ......"

As if anticipating the other party's reaction, Tinker waved his hand impatiently:

"Alright, I'll just kid. ”

He exhaled and looked out the door:

"That green skin, the guy named Ka He Yang, came a few years ago, a stunned young man, like all the other newcomers to the little green skin, straight intestines, brainless, with the great ideal of fairness and justice. ”

"Since the 'One Night War', from the Black Street to the Underground Street, from Hongfang Street to Linhe Street, from the Brotherhood to the Iron Bat Society, he has jumped up and down, and once made the Lower City and the West Ring District very troublesome, and he is not at peace—it can be regarded as hated by everyone, and I heard that even in the old nest of the green skins, there are many people who look at him unpleasantly. ”

Tails' mind moved, digesting Cohen's activities over the years.

"It's good to be skilled, even if it's hard work, after all, we haven't encountered such green skins," Tinker clenched his arms and smiled sarcastically:

"But I heard that his background is not ordinary, and he even served on the western front, and the big names in the gang are unwilling to follow him, otherwise at his level, he can still be alive and swaggering until now?"

Glove's eyes narrowed:

"So, he made a difference?"

"Change?" Tinker pulled at the corners of his mouth silently, as if he had heard some ridiculous joke.

"I admit that it may have been quite fresh at first: wow, the green skin nest in Xicheng has a green skin with skills, backers, and a little conscience. ”

At this, Tinker scoffed disdainfully.

"But as everyone, whether it is us or the black silkers, gradually figure out how to deal with this stupid man: buy the connections around him, figure out the principles of his actions, see his law enforcement habits, watch people put dishes, and even cut off his enthusiasm from both ends: we will hide the people he wants to arrest in advance, and we will buy the green skin and release the people he catches, give him false information, make a stumbling block on him, send him to eat and hang, and a few years have passed......"

Tink's mood became lower and his sarcasm became more deliberate.

"It turns out that he is no different from the black-hearted green skins in the past. ”

He shook his head disdainfully:

"At best, it's a little bit of fun. ”

Tails sighed in his heart.

He could tell that Tink, who was close to both Clover and Lillian, seemed to be a member of the Blood Vials.

If Gloover was a beggar of the Blood Bottle Gang, as he himself said, then their old acquaintance relationship would be understandable.

It's just that — there's something strange about Tails — why is this Tinker so emotionally complicated when he talks about Cohen?

Glove was silent for a while, and snorted angrily:

"I have a friend who is right: that green skin, he has a problem with his brain. ”

"You'd better have less dealings with him. ”

Tinker laughed again.

But unexpectedly, this time he actually shook his head.

"It's none of my mind. ”

Tinker sighed lightly:

"Red Square Street, Black Street, Underground Street, Grand Bazaar, Sewers, and even Xingju Square and Fuxing Palace...... Every brick, wall, grass and tree in Yongxing City has been basking in the sun for hundreds of years, drenched in rain and snow for hundreds of years. ”

"Nothing has changed. ”

"It's not going to change. ”

Gloover looked at him with a frown.

"It's as if someone is gluing everything together in the whole of Eternal Star City with an invisible glue," Tinker said in a trance:

"No matter what the wind and rain, the sun and the rain, it just doesn't move. ”

Hearing this, Tails was stunned.

"And a guy with no ideals and morals, don't say that he is just a stupid little green skin, even if he is the smartest scholar, the most powerful warrior, and the most powerful king in the world......"

Tinker showed loneliness and helplessness, and smiled indifferently:

"Well, it's the same, nothing can change anything. ”

Tails was in a trance for a moment.

There are no ideals and morals......

Nothing can be changed.

"It's like this damn world we're in," Tinker leaned back on the table, his whole mood lowering, "it never changes." ”

"No, it won't. ”