Cosma Empire

Louise's persuasion and the occasional glances from around here made Du Lin understand that the "fight" of this evening will end here, and there will be nothing more in-depth.

This made him a little bit boring, thinking that there would be some other things, which is too monotonous.

He did not immediately reply to Louise, but drank the small amount of wine in the glass in one breath and put it back on the coffee table.

Louise realized what she was doing, and immediately smiled and held the bottle to continue for him. As soon as her hand lifted the bottle, Du Lin had already raised her hand and pressed it against the mouth of the glass, preventing her from moving further. "Yes, my Highness's meaning is already clear. I am very grateful for His Highness' fancy, but I cannot promise him this ..."

He looked at the accompany guests who had stopped around, and when he was about to leave, they began to persuade him again.

They didn't say any tough words one by one, they were all soft words. Du Lin, who had been engaged for a while, was annoyed. He stood up regardless of the softness and hardness of these people, and walked toward the door.

But at this moment, Sol, who was pale in appearance, appeared in the room again.

There are still a lot of water drops on his hair ends and his face. Even if there is a distance of seven or eight meters from Du Lin, Du Lin can faintly smell some bitter sour.

His gaze focused on Du Lin's body, took a few steps forward, and then knelt down on the ground.

"Mr. Du Lin, if you have misunderstood Your Highness because I accidentally offended you just now, I would like to apologize to you here and clarify to you that all this has nothing to do with His Royal Highness. Responsibility, then it's all my responsibility. "

"I drank some wine, said something that shouldn't be said, did something that shouldn't be done, and I apologize, but I also hope that you can consider this invitation carefully. This is for you, for the Baath Party, for the University His Royal Highness is important to all of us. "

"If you are willing to consider this invitation, even if I need to leave the imperial capital and never appear in front of you, I am willing."

He knelt on the ground, his body trembling slightly, and he was alive after a tortured drink of a large glass of spirits.

Fortunately, he can be regarded as a knowledgeable person. He knows some common sense. He drank a lot with the tap water and hand sanitizer, vomited back and forth several times, and finally he basically drank the alcohol in his stomach. Spit it out completely.

This is a terrible sin. There are injuries caused by alcohol, and injuries caused by repeated vomiting. He can support his body to walk here and kneel, and has exhausted all his strength.

At first, some eyes of Louise and others who looked down on Sol were blinking at this moment. There were two kinds of emotions hidden in them. The first kind of emotion seemed to re-recognize this guy who has no identity background and only has some famous people among the people. .

The second kind of emotion, with a trace of anger, a trace of sorrow, a trace of bleakness, there seems to be some hatred.

The more humble Sol's performance is, the more it means that these people are actually no different from Sol. He has the courage and the determination to kneel down like an old dog praying for mercy and ask Durin to consider it seriously. This makes others feel a bit empathetic.

However, they just stood by, just watching it happen, and felt the same.

Du Lin glanced at Sol on the ground, and slowly crouched down. He took out a handkerchief and wiped Sol's messy hair with water droplets on his forehead, patted his pale cheek, and wiped it. After wiping his hands, "Is it worth it?"

Sol for a moment, he didn't want to understand what this sentence meant at first. Was it worth anything?

But he soon understood that what Du Lin meant was to ask him that, for power and status, he didn't even need dignity. Was it worth it?

He didn't know how to answer this question. He could only lower his head and didn't dare to look at Du Lin, and then he added his tone and said "please".

He is a public ..., an active social activist with a good reputation and a certain public base. Words of personality, dignity, equality, etc. often come naturally from his mouth as it should be said by him. More people listened to their ears and put them in their hearts.

He always repeats these words, because everyone, everyone who listens to his speech needs these things, people often say what is missing, what they want most, it is precisely that he knows that everyone wants to be able to get someone else's Respect can be treated fairly by society, so he has to emphasize these things.

But today, a social activist who connects all good words together and gives others hope, but kneels here to lose his dignity, just for power.

does it worth?

worth it!

He lowered his head and looked at the rug he was kneeling on. It was handmade, and the price of at least a few thousand pieces made him all sigh.

He is not unable to afford it, but there is no need to buy these things, because these things have far exceeded the class he should consume, and his consumption of these things will not only bring any positive changes to himself, but will only change his image. Bad.

When Du Lin asked him if it was worth it, in the first time, he thought of the words he had instilled in others, not worth it!

But now that he was awake, he told himself that it was all worth it.

As long as you do n’t need to look at the lives of others, you no longer need to kneel on the ground and pray for others ’alms, as long as you can really straighten your backbone and stand up to the sun and other people ’s eyes, what about losing your dignity?

If dignity can be exchanged for these things, then don't need them. Those things can no longer be of any benefit except to make themselves more unacceptable to the "mainstream" society, then abandon it!

Du Lin shook his head, he stood up, and he and Sol worked together, and as long as the person gave money, he could help himself to arouse public opinion and create public opinion guidance. It was just his place in the minds of ordinary people. It should not be so marketable.

From his performance, Du Lin knew his answer, and his eyes calmed down. This is an ordinary person, a person struggling to live. This can't blame them for not persisting, but the society is too cruel.

Not everyone has the courage to break all rules in order to redefine dominance. People like him have hardly ever appeared, more like Sol.

After struggling for half a lifetime, and finally seeing the opportunity, he will desperately seize it, which may be the last chance in life, and make every effort to climb up.

In the process of climbing up, he will feel the hardship. In order to climb faster and more stable, he will lose his personality, his dignity, his responsibility, his kindness, and his morals ...

Everything that adds weight and prevents him from climbing up quickly will be considered by him as a waste that can be discarded, and then discarded mercilessly.

This kind of person is not worthy of sympathy. It seems that he has some pity, but in fact he is just using his pity to create such an image. He is not pitiful at all, and it will only be annoying.

Du Lin left the wet handkerchief at his side and spared him to walk towards the door. There was some disappointment in this little banquet.

But it cannot be said that the prince did something wrong. The prince wanted to try his best to maintain the most basic decentness between him and Dulin, so these words could not be said by himself.

Once he spoke, there was no way back. Du Lin promised. If Du Lin did not agree, it would not only create an unhealable gap between him and Du Lin, but also damage his subordinates. And the majesty of the Emperor Party!

Even an important member of the imperial family such as him, who is the main person in charge of preparing for the establishment of the Ba'ath Party and future leaders, cannot convince Du Lin. When he promotes Du Lin, he will also make him lose some.

People would think that this is also the case for the great prince. Even Du Lin can't persuade. These talents will not care about who has the advantage between the great prince and the du lin. They just think that the great prince should be able to convince the du lin. But he didn't, which shows that he was useless.

As for the other explanations?

I don't listen!

Therefore, in order to maintain his own image, to maintain a seemingly good and fragile relationship with Du Lin, and to ensure that no opposition will form in a short time, this matter can only be started by the great prince, but the process of implementation is Let others do it.

No matter what these people do, in the end they have nothing to do with the Grand Prince.

If it is done, it is that the great prince had already conquered Dulin with a unique personality charm before that, and those people just walked a cutscene.

Unable to do so, the great prince also tried his best. The people who really made this matter so bad were those who were so stupid that they lost such an excellent opportunity.

This is why Wang will not meet Wang, because once they meet, a few words of effort will definitely lead to a war.

Everyone is a face-saving person. With their status, it is impossible to lose their stand in order to take care of others, and even lose their dignity, so once a problem occurs, they will become tit-for-tat immediately.

Du Lin knows this, so do the accompany guests in the room, and His Royal Highness also knows that everyone is performing a play that knows the plot, but now one of the main actors in this play obviously has other ideas.

Louise was about to leave when she saw Du Lin getting around. She had no time to keep Du Lin before she could speak out. Sol gritted her teeth and hugged Du Lin's thigh in everyone's shock.

Even Du Lin did not expect this guy to be able to do this step. This is no longer a matter of losing dignity. This is the shame of riding a horse!

"Release ...", he was smirked, looking at Sol who was holding his leg tightly, he had an ridiculous feeling, the power was so tempting, that even a few things could be here Seeing—discarding some moral ethics / rules and regulations like broken toys a few times, and for those who do not look back for their rights, they are often referred to as “a few things”.

Dufo also approached this side, Sol holding Tu Lin's thigh, looked up at him, "Please forgive me, if you do not forgive me, I will not let go ..."

Well, a few rogue means of stuff have been used, and he can be considered to be anxious.

This trick works for some people, but for people like Du Lin ... honestly it doesn't work that way.

He dragged his heavy left leg to a place less than one meter away from the bar, reached out and took a square bottle on the bar in his hand, no longer talking about the loose nonsense, directly towards his head Smashed it up.

There was a muffled sound, the quality of the bottle was good, and Sol's skull was very firm. He clung tightly to Dulin's thigh without any intention of loosening it.

Du Lin continued to lift the bottle and smashed into his head, 咚 …… 咚 …… 咚 …… 嘭!

It seems that Turing's "barbaric behavior" aroused Saul's bloodiness. He just did not let go, even if the blood flow was all over his face.

The surrounding accompany guests finally came to their senses, looking at the broken glass goblet and Saul with blood on his face, and hurried over to pull the frame.

When have these celebrities in the high society ever seen such a cruel picture?

Even if some of them may have blood on their hands, they have never seen such a scene. Du Lin took the handkerchief from Dufo and wiped his hands. He took out the pistol in his arms and arrived at Sol. head on.

At the moment when the gun was taken out, everyone stopped talking. Suddenly, the quiet environment surprised Suo slightly. He looked up, and a coolness rose from the gully groove in the muddy horror, straight along the backbone. It snapped to the tip of the hair.

Everyone else had such a momentary cessation, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com Du Lin did not stop, "The police said that I was attacked and forced to fight back in self-defense ..."

For a moment, Saul was not muddy, and the torn brain that had been hit had returned to his original position. He had released his strength, but in his eyes, the finger that Du Lin pressed on the trigger was also moving. Tighten up!

This is ... to be a fair and self-defense killer. How could he ... be so arrogant?

Isn't he afraid of so many witnesses present ...?

Seeing that Sol was about to end this somewhat embarrassing journey in life, the door inside suddenly opened, and the Grand Prince shouted "misunderstanding" while walking outwards!

Du Lin glanced at him, and Sol took the opportunity to let go of his hand and backed away a little distance. The prince walked away from the crowd and walked in, glanced at Sol, and looked at Du Lin with no expression. He sighed heavily. "It's all a misunderstanding ..." He sighed again and shook his head. "Dulin, I'm very sorry that I didn't entertain you today. If there is a chance, I will make up for these mistakes, you see ..."

Du Lin inserted the gun back into the holster, and he patted his trouser legs. Some blood stains on it had already entered, and he grinned a bit. "Since His Highness said it was a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding. I still have something to do. . "

The prince nodded his head, "Louis, help me send Mr. Du Lin ..."

After sending Dulin away, he lifted Sol up, took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood on his face, and then pressed the two wounds on his head.

What Saul wanted to say, His Royal Highness did not give him a chance, "I understand what you think, only I am sorry for you, I am sorry for you without you!"

Inexplicably, Sol suddenly felt a little bit crying.

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