Richard let the smoke pass through his lungs, leaving the bitterness on the tip of his tongue.

Rawfordon's eyes were red, and he hadn't slept all night.

Richard reached for the belt of his shirt on Rashton's chest, took out his cigarette and threw it into the grass on the left side of the stairs.

He'd cleaned the cigarettes from the floor and had just bought a dozen beers.

I must paralyze my brain, at least choose the one that will cause less harm to my body.

Rohuton had never smoked before today, and Richard hoped he wouldn't smoke in the future.

Richard also opened a bottle of wine, snuffed out less than a third of the cigarette he had smoked, and quietly stayed by his friend's side.

Rothedon's voice was unusually hoarse:

"Does it all make sense?"

Richard's voice was full of reason:

"Everything has meaning. ”

Roshuton poured wine into his mouth and coughed through his bloodshot throat as he said:

"I have nothing left, the whole world is a dark hollow, my **, my soul, my life, have been sucked into this hole. ”

Richard paused:

"I don't agree, you still have a lot of things, family, friends, life. ”

Rawton lay on his back on the uneven stone steps:

"Lose a loved one, lose everything. ”

Richard laughed, for everything Rotheton said was so ridiculous to his ears.

But he also knows that what Luo Huton needs now is not to recognize reality instantly, not to let go of obsession, but to have a complete carnival, so that his soul, which has long been out of his body, can be inspired by ** to return.

Once drunk, you will rest.

But the world is not so peaceful.

A man walked down the steps leading to the top of the mountain.

These two are not strangers to them, they are Zahir, who is also a member of the Eagle Society.

The route taken by the other party will touch them.

The staircase was wide, but it didn't look like he meant to take a detour.

Zahir walked up to the two with a cold face:

"Fuck off. ”

Zahir's family is good enough for him to spend a lot of time on fitness, giving him a very intimidating body.

Richard tried to stand up and reason with him, but Rohutton pulled him back:

"Forget it, let's give it a go. ”

He didn't have the energy to argue with anyone anymore.

Zahir sneered:

"It's a bastard who turns into waste for the sake of being a bitch. ”

Roshuton stopped when he was about to get up and leave, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"Say it again. ”

Zahir scoffed:

"Bad seeds. ”

Roschelton threatened:

"Take the word bitch back for me. ”

Zahir didn't expect that the other party would still maintain his respect for Veronica at this time.

"I misread you, you're not a bad breed, you're much more pathetic than a bad breed, you're a pug, the kind that shakes your head and wags your tail and runs back even if you are kicked away by your master. ”

Zahir spat at Rosheuton's feet.

Rotheton looked at him coldly.

Richard stepped forward:

"Don't ...... that"

Zahir shoved Richard to the ground:

"Two pieces of waste, being played by a bitch. ”

Roshetton finally made a move.

He first moved sideways to the right front.

Then take a step forward with your left leg.

The left hand first shook slightly forward, then the waist exerted a force, and a straight right punch was thrown into Zahir's nose.

Bang!

The sturdy young man fell straight back, blood slowly pouring out of his nose.

Richard jumped to his feet, grabbed Zahir by hitting his head on the steps, and pulled him back.

Before Zahir had recovered from his dizziness at the moment, he saw a man with glasses staring at him, and said in a grim tone:

"Calm down, do you need me to help you get emotional? ”

As he said this, Richard first let go of his hand, causing Zahir to fall back again, and then pulled him back in front of him again.

Richard was not a thin man, he had just been pushed to the point where he had deliberately taken advantage of the situation, and his purpose had been achieved, and Rawthoff was briefly out of his state of confusion.

Richard is also exercising, but whether it is the effort or talent, he is far from being as good as Roshewton.

Although he is not good-looking, he is an expert in martial arts, he is the sharp knife and decision-maker of the two, and Richard is the one who gives advice and judges the situation, but now Lawhuton has lost the ability to make decisions, and only a makeshift fist remains.

This is also the reason why they found Abbas in the first place, because Rodshuton's gentle smile could not scare the child, and although Abbas looked scary, Rodshuton was sure to subdue him within five moves, and Abbas was not bad as a controllable tool.

It's just that things didn't turn out the way Richard expected.

Zahir smiled:

"Aren't you quite mental, how do you give in to that bitch? ”

When Roshuton heard this, he walked towards Zahir with an angry face.

Richard reached out and stopped him from punching the guy again:

"What do you mean?"

Zahir asked:

"Don't you want to give that bitch a little color?"

Richard sarcastically said:

"I don't take my incompetence out on others. ”

Zahir didn't speak, but looked to Richard's side.

Roshudon's face was very gloomy, and he was silent for a long time.

"What do you want to do?"

Zahir corrected with a smile:

"What are we trying to do?"

Richard turned his head to look at Rohuton, but Roshutton just gave him a reassuring look.

Rothewton's tone seemed to be mixed with a hint of hatred and anger:

"What can we do?"

Zahir sneered:

"We'll let Veronica know what we've done, and that Herwin who came out of nowhere, and as long as you nod your head, I promise to make Veronica regret betraying and cheating on us. ”

Roschelton nodded:

"I joined. ”

Richard didn't say anything.

Zahir smiled with satisfaction.

"That's it, I'll get in touch with you. ”

Zahir patted Richard's hand and motioned for him to let go of himself.

Zahir straightened his clothes, nodded, and turned to go back.

They watched as Zahir disappeared under the stairs.

Richard says:

"What the hell are you trying to do? That guy was obviously coming at the two of us, and he was just pretending to be on his way. ”

Rotheton showed his usual gentle smile:

"I can't watch Veronica have an accident, if I refuse him, Zahir will still act, and we can protect Veronica by joining in, although she breaks my heart, but I can't watch ......"

Richard looked at Rawhuton's smile, a gentle expression he had designed to soothe others and ease the threat.

Richard knew that Rawthroton didn't tell the truth, at least not completely: "You can do it yourself, I don't care, but you must know that Veronica is the daughter of Prince Gawain, and it is impossible for Zahir to do anything excessive." ”

His implication is that neither can you.

At this moment, Zahir was emitting a low, maniacal laugh on the stairs.

He knew that Roshuton couldn't really hurt Veronica, so Zahir wouldn't let him be involved in dealing with Veronica, but he could be a sword against that professor.

'That despicable thief dared to steal Veronica from me!'

But now it's all right, and soon Veronica will be his personal belongings, no matter how crazy and obscene the illusion will become a reality.

As long as there is that, that thing that can grant all wishes, he will become a god.

The god who rules over the most beautiful woman, he will be her god.