My code name is Green Bull.

Chapter 61 The style of painting has changed

Chapter 61 The style of painting has changed

"Dong dong."

Jon was chatting with Polusalino and Pemberton in the dormitory, when someone knocked on the door, opened it, and saw that it was a colonel with the rank of Navy captain.

Jon saluted immediately, and before he could speak, the colonel asked, "Are you Ryan Jon?"

"Yes, I am."

Jon didn't know why, but answered anyway.

"Follow me quickly, the Warring States General will see you."

"what?"

Jon was stunned, he was not familiar with Warring States, why did Warring States want to see him for no reason?

"What are you still doing, hurry up with me." The colonel urged.

Jon didn't dare to delay, turned his head to Polusalino and Pebton and shouted: "I'll go first."

Watching Jon leave, Polsalino asked Pemberton in a daze, "Why did the Warring States General want to see Jon, did this kid do something amazing again?"

Pebton also didn't understand: "Who knows, but my vision is indeed correct. Jon is extraordinary. As soon as he arrived at the base, the Warring States General will see him. We have never received such treatment."

Porusalino pondered for a while, then suddenly rolled his eyes and said to Pemberton, "I'll stay here and wait for Jon, what are you doing?"

But Pemberton was not so fooled. He looked at Polusalino suspiciously: "Polusalino, don't you want to steal Jon's money while he's away?"

"Bullshit."

Porusalino suddenly changed color and scolded: "Is Porusalino that kind of person?"

Pebton's eyes were even more contemptuous: "What are you pretending to be, who are you, who doesn't know, you didn't steal Jon's money once or twice, right?"

Polsalino, who was still arrogant and arrogant, suddenly died and hummed in dissatisfaction.

"This guy Jon is just unreliable. Why don't you lend him money a few times. As for publicity? It's ruining my reputation. No, I'm going to ask him for a reputation loss fee."

This guy's robber logic is also a must, and it's just about stealing money, and he doesn't want to be publicized.

"You still have a reputation, a notoriety?"

Pebton's chubby, round face was about to be squeezed together, his eyes even smaller and sneer.

"Pemberton, did I give you face? I owe Jon money, not you. What are you arrogant about?"

Porusalino scolded Pebton angrily, "Do you want to experience my speed of light kick?"

"whispering sound."

Seeing that Polsalino said nothing, Pebton was also very upset about the threat of force, but thinking of the power of Polsalino's light-speed kick, he did not continue to ridicule.

Polusalino ignored Pebton's presence, and glanced around the bags that Jon had brought, and finally landed on one of the bags.

"Jon has a habit of not treating himself badly, as long as he goes out, he will definitely bring enough money, so much money, he can't put it on him, although these three bags are similar, but based on my understanding of him, The money must be in this bag."

With that said, he unzipped the bag and continued: "Jon is very defensive, he won't put the money in the bag casually, he will choose to hide it, like this."

After groping for a while, Polsalino took out a piece of clothing and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

"See, I'm an expert in finding money."

Pemberton kept watching, Polusalino's familiar movements made him stunned, and he said abruptly: "You steal money and experience? Jon is right, you are really wretched and shameless. ."

Polusalino didn't care at all, nodded the money with a smile, and then rearranged the messed up package.

Seeing that Bolsalino didn't refute, and looked like a money fan, Pebton didn't quite understand it.

"Polusalino, are you short of money? I think you have also won a lot of bonuses for catching pirates. Why are you still stealing Jon's money now?"

Porusalino showed dissatisfaction: "What is stealing? It is borrowing; of course I am short of money. The salary of the navy is so low that even if there are bonuses, it can't bear to spend it. There are too many places to use money."

Don't look at his usual lazy and wretched appearance, in fact, his family background is not bad, he has not lacked money since he was a child, and he lived a good life.

Although the navy is good, to be honest, the salary he gets is really not comparable to the life he used to live.

Pebton is still puzzled: "How do you spend so much money? You don't lack anything, right?"

Polusalino suddenly looked at Pebton with a strange look, which made Pebton flustered for a while: "What kind of look are you looking at?"

Polusalino said: "I'm just wondering, how can you ask this question, even Jon knows what I want to do, you are usually so shrewd, you don't know how I spend money."

This made Pemberton even more confused. Jon knew what it was, but he didn't?Is he shortsighted?

I saw Porusalino's expression changed, and he worked hard to become sunny and upright: "A lot of my money is spent on great causes, and it is a pleasure to help others, understand?"

"Helping others? You go to help poor civilians? Impossible, you are not that kind of person at all."

Pemberton shook his head again and again, and he didn't believe that when he was killed, Polsalino would help others. It's not bad if he didn't cheat, but it's not funny.

"You really don't have a common language with you, and I don't know how you have spent these years. Helping others and saving lost girls, do you understand?"

"Fog!"

It was as if Pebton had been electrocuted, the whole person jumped up screaming, and pointed at Polsalino in shock.

His fingers trembled for a long time, his lips were trembling, and he finally managed to hold back a sentence.

"What's wrong with you, you're so shameless and wretched."

Everyone is a man, and I didn't understand it before, but as soon as the words of saving the lost girl came out, Pebton didn't understand it, but he had never thought about this before, and there was no such concept at all.

Porusalino said with contempt: "This is human nature, physiological needs, you are older than me, don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Pemberton was speechless, he knew shit, he was older than Polsalino, but in this respect, he really didn't understand.

After holding it for a long time, his face turned red, and he asked again: "Even if it is that, it doesn't need to spend so much money, right?"

"Ugh."

Porusalino looked at Pemberton sadly.

"I really feel sorry for you, sentiment, do you know what sentiment is? Go to help people, can you not buy something? The more you give, the more you get, the more tricks you have. Forget it, see how you look. I don’t understand sentiment, so it’s boring to tell you this.”

After counting the money, Polusalino shoved it into his pocket.

"This money is enough for me to be unrestrained for a while. Unfortunately, this time Sakaski is not here, so I have to go alone."

"what?"

Pebton felt that he couldn't turn his head, and his whole body was messed up. He heard correctly, Polsalino just mentioned Sakaski.

"No way, so does Sakaski? It's impossible, how could he, Mist..."

Pebton felt that his worldview had been refreshed. No wonder he couldn't compare to Polsalino and the others. He hadn't discovered it before, but now he realizes that his realm is too low.

Seeing that Polsalino had walked some distance, he suddenly shouted: "Polusalino, wait, I'm with you..."

(End of this chapter)

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