These people are not consistent with the positions they are standing.

To put it plainly, just use each other.

Venn does not expect to force them to deal with them in their own way, but they will not be willing to act as the opponent.

The reason why he appeared here tonight just wanted to let Burwa take the lead in himself, rushing up and biting Ximeng.

Although it is nominal, he is the next heir of the Duke's position, but at present, the resources you can use may not be comparable to the degree of control over the Ethwest family.

The limitation of objective conditions allows yourself to be in your hands and feet. One person must be able to do things on the table for himself.

He once thought that Bolvy may be a suitable candidate, but now this is not the case.

The involvement of Barvo and all aspects is too deep, and it is too ambitious.

Although he looks ideal and very emotional, his position is not firm enough.

In order to get greater rights, he can sacrifice or ignore a lot of things.

So even if Norman's words were retained, Venn did not put more more beaks on their plans, but still resigned blandly.

He is not worried that these people will turn their faces like this.

Because the strength gap between the two sides is obviously too different, even if the conversation between the two parties is not happy, the person who should worry about is not themselves.

The facts are indeed as he expected.

Norman's expression didn't seem to be at ease, but he never dared to speak to ask him to make a statement.

After leaving the Bulvo's house, Venn sat silently on a roof that no one noticed.

The silver -white moonlight is quiet and gentle, just like countless nights spent in this place in the past.

He missed a little bit of life in his last life but comfortable.

In this world, I seem to be able to do everything, and even if I can't do it, I can force it to force it into a more satisfactory result.

But everything is based, and I have not touched the essential issue that can really have a significant impact.

However, in the process of continuous intersection with the surrounding people, the more clearly understanding the problems existing in the feudal system of the kingdom, the more it feels that it is difficult to break through the restrictions of the overall society.

Many problems obviously know that it exists, but it has been defaulting that it cannot be solved at all, so it has been maintained like this.

To what extent can I change to myself? It is neither prime minister nor king.

Sighingly sighed, Wei En was tired of snacks.

Why do I seem to be thinking about this kind of problem?

Kris didn't entangle these things at all, so he had a happy heart every day.

Even Richard and Lawrence, who are princes, seem to have not made any useful suggestions on the kingdom's political affairs.

I really want to choose a heart -to -heart development from the person you see, as if counting counts, and only Frantez Eth Worth, the financial minister, barely can be regarded as a dedication.

When dealing with business, it is not completely selfish.

Thinking of the remaining hereditary aristocrats with fat intestines, Venn was a little tired.

—— Although such a country looks like a cluster, once it declines, it is estimated that the speed will be fast.

When he was thinking about himself, even the family behind himself, when he should choose in such a situation, there was a dull and heavy noise of "puppet" below.

Venn froze a little, and returned to God from contemplation.

Nympho

"Just throw it here, is it okay?" A person asked alone.

"It's good here, as long as no one can see it now, you can throw it everywhere." Then, the man waved his hand.

. ""

There seems to be a heavy thing in the gray cloth bag, and Venn smelled a touch of bloody smell.

The person who spoke at the beginning bowed a little timidly at the cloth bag, and said to me: "This lady ... there is a head debt and a master, we also take money ... if you have resentment in your heart

Go to your pillow, don't come to me ... "

Hearing that he was talking to himself, the people next to him knocked on his head in a lot. "Put your shit, say less nonsense!"

Looking back on the left and right, he whispered and urged: "Hurry up!"

The two of them thus throwing the bag in place and left sneakyly.

The night is a bit cold.

Venn looked at the cloth bag discarded on the street, remembering the position here, and then kept up with those two suspicious people.

It took a long time to go around the alley all the way. The two finally returned to the house in the corner of the Wangdu.

What surprised Ven was that the place seemed to be small here, but there were more people living.

Among the perceptions, at least 20 young men have lived in this unspoken two -story building.

After thinking about it, Venn sneaked in.

It was late at night, but not all of the people inside fell asleep.

The lamp on the first floor was still on. The two ghosts who had just entered the house had a lot of relaxation at this moment.

After seeing the figure sitting in the middle of the living room, one person was pleased: "Boss! Our mission has been completed!"

The man raised his head, and a long scar on his face stunned.

"Didn't you meet someone?" The person called the boss asked more.

"No!" The two answered very affirmatively.

"Well, that's good." He nodded and turned to the person on the other side and said, "Potter, keep their performance this month's performance."

Hearing this sentence, the joy of the two is overflowing.

"—— Okay, go upstairs to rest."

Under the sign of the scar man, the two guys who just finished the task left.

When the back of the two did not enter the dark, the sound of upstairs gradually went away, and the scar man sighed deeply, and bent down his waist tiredly.

His elbow was on his knees, holding his forehead, as if he was tired.

The person named Potter brought a pot of tea, and poured a cup for him on the coffee table.

"... This kind of private work is not a long time." Said the scar man lowered.

Porter also sighed, "I haven't agreed from the beginning, and I was in a sensitive period. In case of being found out again, we couldn't even keep this in the last base industry."

"But if you don't do this, there is no money!" The scar man grabbed his hair in pain. "Damn Chapman!"

"We did so many things for him, and the prepaid models were still so small! As a result, when the incident is happening, the subsequent funds do not say, even the money you earned before ... the stone is finished!"
Chapter completed!