Cosma Empire

I saw the balloon, and I heard people talk about the parable. When someone was about to die, it was like a balloon bursting into his mouth. He felt that this analogy was not right. To put it more visually, a person is like a bag full of wheat kernels. If it is fatally injured, it is like tearing a small opening in the bag. Mai Ren will continue to spill out of the bag, which is very slow and fatal.

His hand was shaking a bit, like losing the bag filled by Mai Ren, dried up and no longer full. He pressed one hand against his stomach, and a torrent of heat continued to pour into his palm, and he opened his hand and glanced at it, bright red. He took a step or two, hugged the lamppost in front of him, and the red palm print left a twisted mark on the gray lamppost.

"Oh, my God, what's wrong with you?", There was a woman in a blue dress with a tender yellow sun hat covering her mouth and standing in front of Wood, she screamed, " Come on, there are people injured here! ", Soon a lot of people came around. Among them were beggars, undressed homeless men on the roadside, and successful people in suits and shoes.

They were all curious, contented, or surprised, but they all focused on Wood, but none of them stood up and told Wood what to do or help the poor guy.

越 The more blood flows, the weaker the body becomes, and the weak legs keep pedaling on the ground to keep their last decentness, but the muscles have not listened to under severe blood loss. He slipped down holding the pillar, collapsed to the ground, blood poured out of his mouth, his body twitched slightly, a burst of exclamations erupted from the surrounding crowd, and the tight formation became a little scattered. .

The speed of convulsions is getting more and more frequent, and the interval between exclaims is getting shorter and shorter. It is a series of complex changes that are fed back after the body's refinement signal is processed by the center, but the belly is chopped and broken With regard to the muscle tissue of the wound section, all feedback is just useless.

He felt cold, his vision became a bit fuzzy and yellow, just like when the children were just born, Chiguo came to this world, cold and helpless.

A young man stood in the crowd and looked indifferently at Wood's body that had stopped withdrawing, lowered his brim, and disappeared as the onlookers who didn't have a lively moment to watch and swell together joined the city's pulse.

Blackwood died, and the onlookers sent out a sigh that seemed to be mixed with contentment, and then quickly dissipated, leaving only a tycoon on the street.

The news of Wood's death spread across the city.

歌 When Godol was forced to jump off the building and had to choose death to keep secrets.

There was another person's name accompanying the departure of these two great men, which began to spread in the high society. His name was Du Lin.

Everything will have a clear goal. Maybe this goal is confusing, but the person who executes it will never get it wrong. Therefore, some characters will never waste time observing and examining artificial artifacts, but go beyond this layer of false cover and look at the real key point-the beneficiary.

As stated in the above sentence, all planned behaviors, of course, also include some unconscious behaviors. From the perspective of the individual's own appeal, it is in his favor. Wood is dead, Godor is dead, so who has the absolute advantage in these two things? Is it Godol's men? Is it Wood's men? Or a tycoon or a boss?

neither!

The name of the beneficiary is Du Lin, a name that was common a month ago, but has been remembered by Du Lin after a month.

He climbed to the top of his life on Wood's body, and he did it in less than a month. In this month, he did what many people can do with less than half a lifetime. But now he still lacks a key identity, a key key, otherwise he will be difficult to integrate into a higher class society-position.

He's position is not about his profession, not his attitude, but his political position.

New Party?

Huh or the old party?

Everyone is watching him, waiting for his final decision.

"We are businessmen!" When Du Lin thumped the tabletop with his knuckles and returned to the newly renovated corner store, everyone was very excited. This includes members of the fellowship and re-title A member of the "Eastern Star" business company.

杜 Since Du Lin went to the slums once, there is a legend among the Guartes that may seem a joke to outsiders. This legend first spread among the older Guart women, and finally spread and spread, and it was gradually accepted by people.

"The resurrection of King Audrero ~ www.readwn.com ~ This is the core content of this legend. The old woman used sufficient life experience and experience to make up a story of the resurrection of King Odello and continue to fight. The return of King Audreyro from the world of the deceased shattered the rotten curtain and created a whole new world in which all Guartes lived happily.

故事 This story is a metaphor for Du Lin, at least Du Lin himself felt that way, especially when he first heard of the story. But he laughed at it, at least it wouldn't hurt his reputation and his position among the Guarts, would he?

Driven by legend, many people think that working with Du Lin is a good way out. If it is not for Du Lin to ask as much as possible to not absorb too many Guarths, I am afraid that the house can no longer stand at this time. More people.

The faces of these young people were full of excitement and a pilgrimage-like expression. Wood was dead, Gordon was dead, the threats that could threaten Doolin had been wiped out, and there was nothing to stop Doulin's rise. They are proud, excited, and energetic as one of them.

"I must reiterate that we are businessmen, not gang members, not thugs, we are law-abiding citizens, and legal citizens of the Yaoxing Empire!" After a few steps back and forth, Du Lin said again, "Our Happiness should not be built on people's fear. Fear only brings resistance and destruction, but respect can make us eternal. My father, an old-fashioned old guy, told me how to make himself respected Trick, I will share it with you today. "

"That's ...", he dragged a long note, attracting everyone's attention, and then smiled, "You must have money!"