My life is super hard, nothing is taboo/Ghost Shelter

Raising his hands and surrendering, the man in the sunglasses was stiff and sweaty, and he didn't even have the courage to resist.

"What's the name?" Qin Kun's voice still didn't fluctuate.

"Be, Bertrand..."

Qin Kun reached out his hand and took out the other party's wallet. There was a lot of money in it, and Qin Kun was very satisfied.

Qin Kun held a stack of francs in his hand, and slapped the other person's face with the muzzle of the gun: "Bertrand, don't be impulsive next time. You will pay the price for troubles with me! Take off your pants, and hand over all the money!! !"

A group of gangsters who were staggering around were stunned by Qin Kun's stern shout.

robbery?Then... What does it mean to take off your pants! ! !

The colorful underpants appeared in front of Qin Kun. Qin Kun was afraid that there would be ignorant desperadoes in them, and it might be dangerous if they didn't confiscate their guns just now.

But this group of people really didn't have the blood to resist. The one who was beaten the worst was about to take off his pants, Qin Kun ordered: "Stop! I'm not a fucking pervert! Pull up my pants!"

Bertrand's mood at this time is particularly complicated, how much is this!Is it worth it to offend the 'Sword of Gaul' for this little money?

"gentlemen……"

"I'm not your husband."

Bertrand's cheeks were red, and he watched Qin Kun counting the money in a sly way. He wanted to draw out his gun to counter the opponent several times, but he didn't have the courage. It was too fast. The opponent's strength was beyond his imagination. The other party smelled a trace of hostility, and was afraid that he would die walking out of this alley.

"Cough, respected Mr. Dongfang, you are very powerful."

"Award."

"Are you really doing it for money, not for other purposes?"

other purposes?

National hatred and family hatred?

If I want to account for the Eight-Power Allied Forces, I should go to burn the Louvre and the Arc de Triomphe, right? I have a stupid purpose for you.

"if not?"

Bertrand shook his head helplessly: "The money is very meager. If you need it, you can get more with your ability. If you believe me, I can introduce you to the godfather Benoit. He will give you countless Endless money and countless beautiful women, the premise is that you join us and serve our Sword of Gaul."

"No need."

Qin Kun patted Bertrand's face, bared his teeth and said, "I remember the faces of these people, whoever dares to follow me next time...die." Qin Kun scratched his neck, and everyone felt that they were The back of the neck is chilly.

The oriental man disappeared at the end of the alley smoking a cigarette, and Bertrand's tense body relaxed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

……

In the evening, Bertrand went back to his errand, and after telling the godfather the matter intact, a white-haired old man thought for a while before giving an answer.

"Since it's a robbery, let's go out with less money."

A helpless answer made Bertrand astonished. It is unbelievable that Benoit, the iron-blooded godfather, actually gave such an answer!

The white-haired old man took a sip of his wine and said lightly, "Is it a surprise? In fact, it's not just us who met that guy. The Light of Marseilles, Saint-Germain, and Gothic Warhammer have all met that guy. I heard that no one can do anything to him. And that weird oriental guy is really a robber..."

Benoit is also very angry, this is crazy! He robs 5 francs, and he robs 500 francs!

No matter how much money is in the wallet, he will take it all away. There are a few disciples who have no money in their pockets, and their leather shoes will be ordered to take off and thrown into the river. It is simply unreasonable!The worst thing was his confidant Du Wen. Because he humiliated the other party a few words, his clothes and pants were stripped off and thrown into the water, and he had a cigarette scar on his forehead, just like an Indian monk.

At that time, Du Wen went to meet his mistress privately, but before arriving at the destination, he just walked back in his underpants.Let them lose face with the Sword of Gallic!

Benoit rubbed his forehead, not knowing what to say to that person.

Forget it, as long as it doesn't affect the recent gang structure in Paris, he can do whatever he wants!

fifteen days.

After Gaul's Sword made trouble, people from Marseille Light and Gothic Warhammer also made trouble for Qin Kun. These unbelievers were beaten up by Qin Kun in the same way.No one could stand the endless troubles, so Qin Kun took out the magic weapon Seizing the Karma Knife and was ready to do it.

The dark clouds are gloomy, as if a storm is brewing in Paris, and the contradictions in the underground society have entered a white-hot stage. Gangsters fighting for their interests have seized and divided territories in Paris.

They always felt that Qin Kun's existence was a hidden danger. When they were fighting with each other, the Gothic Warhammer, who had the dominant power, first threw all its strength at Qin Kun in order not to cause any changes.

The result was that 33 elites shot in the urban area, and they couldn't even touch the corners of their opponent's clothes. After returning, 33 people with bruised noses and swollen faces had their hair shaved.

The members of the Light of Marseilles heard that Qin Kun had attacked the Gothic Warhammer, and they did not want to sit still. The Sword of Gaul was anxious all day long, and also participated in the encirclement and suppression of Qin Kun.

Then, the elites of the three major gangs in Paris became bald.

On the day of the gang fight, the three major gangs, nearly [-] elites, and Yishui Mingliang's bald head were commanding the battle. The scene was extremely awkward. Everyone thought that the three gangs had converted to Buddhism except the godfather and the bottom. Get ready for a terrifying and bloody battle with weapons, fought with no passion at all.

It is not Qin Kun's wish to shave his head, but it is easy to hide a spear and hard to guard against it. He shaved his head for this group of guys who like to follow and stalk, so that the eyes of the sky can detect potential crises.Qin Kun himself did not expect that this bloody fight would turn into a Buddhist fight because of him.

A month later, the funds transferred from Hong Kong arrived in the account.In the room of the prostitute Melceline, Qin Kun was lying on the bed, watching TV boredly.

"I heard that you have provoked a lot of people recently?"

With the sponsorship of Qin Kun, Messelin began to study design at her own expense. These days, she was learning to draw. There was an extra sewing machine in her room. At the same time, Qin Kun received her first gift here—a suit.

"Are you so talented?"

Although the material of the suit is a bit dusty, it fits well, a little unexpected. Messelin shrugged: "My father used to be a tailor, but unfortunately died of illness. Otherwise, I wouldn't come here."

At night, the door was knocked, and a child came in, throwing his head into Messelin's arms.

The little blond boy still looked at Qin Kun hostilely, with fear in his eyes.

At the door, a few bald heads stood, and after sneaking a glimpse of Qin Kun, they swallowed and laughed awkwardly.

"I am Narendra Robert, and Messelin is mine!" The little boy swore his sovereignty as always.

Qin Kun tapped the little boy's head: "You don't have all your hair, do you know what love is? You lack maternal love!"

The little boy was about to say something, when he noticed that the bald man at the door was smiling and shaking his head vigorously at him, apparently suggesting that the little boy should not mess with this person.

The little boy swallowed, raised his head and said, "Metherine is mine anyway!"

Qin Kun said to Messelin: "Make him a pair of crotch pants, I can smell urine, he must have peed in his pants."

"I do not have!!!"

The little boy was so humiliated that he blushed and ran out.

Messelin shook her head helplessly. This oriental man is so interesting. The future Marseille lions will be eaten to death. How long will it take?

0746 - Benoit

3 months have passed.

Qin Kun was sitting in a restaurant drinking coffee. A shaved white man handed Qin Kun a briefcase.

"Mr. Qin, this is your protection fee for this week, please accept it with a smile."

10 francs were piled up in the briefcase. Qin Kun counted the money, and took out ten pieces to give to the round-inch white man. The white man was flattered and accepted it, and said shyly, "Master... is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, I just want to give you a tip."

White people: "..."

The white man left, and Qin Kun left after drinking his coffee.

A few weeks ago, three gangs in Paris entered into a fierce battle. Bertrand, a man in sunglasses who had blocked Qin Kun, suddenly visited Qin Kun's residence and said that he would spend a lot of money to ask Qin Kun to be the godfather of the "Sword of Gaul" bodyguard.

Qin Kun was very speechless.

These people are absolutely insane. They were abused to such an extent by themselves, and now they still want to win over themselves?Bodyguard for a gangster godfather who could get shot or die at any moment?What's the difference between that and cannon fodder.

Qin Kun immediately refused.

The next day, Benoit, the godfather of the Sword of Gaul, came to visit in person.

A real gangster will never talk about killing and killing, and his polite attitude is no worse than any noble of pure blood. Benoit is a gray-haired old man. He feels like taking off his suit. It's not much different from an accordion player on the street or a gardener who trims flowers and plants.

He had a gentle attitude and tried his best to invite, but Qin Kun still didn't agree, but Qin Kun saw that this guy seemed to be under a spell.

Benoit originally hired Qin Kun as a bodyguard with a weekly salary of 3 francs, but after Qin Kun used a mysterious oriental Taoism to get rid of the "black magic" in his body, he changed the weekly salary to 10 and asked Qin Kun to serve as a similar bodyguard. The role of 'worship'.

Qin Kun readily agreed to this request.

Today is the 10th birthday of Benoit's granddaughter, and Qin Kun doesn't have any presents to give, but he has a roommate, Messelin.

The shared second-floor apartment is near the Esmod School of Fashion Design in France. It was originally expected that it would be difficult to enter the university and required an exam, but Benoit, with his relationship with the "Sword of Gaul", easily squeezed Messelin in, and at the same time... ... Qin Kun was also stuffed in by the way.

Esmod is known as the 'Harvard of the fashion industry'. Qin Kun entered the university purely for fun, and his status is almost a high-level auditor, the kind who loves to hand in homework.

Back at the apartment, Messelin was cutting a piece of fabric. She was already very proficient in using the sewing machine. Seeing Qin Kun coming, Messelin plucked the hair in front of her forehead: "The things you want are ready."

It was the birthday of the granddaughter of the gangster's godfather, and Qin Kun began to think about exchanging jade or talisman papers to get rid of it, but he was not sure if the timeline here was related to his own standard world, and he still felt that it would be better to minimize the impact of his existence.

So try not to keep everything about yourself.

Next to it, there are several wood carvings that are dolls, and the wood is carved by a headless ghost. The shape of a Barbie doll, Qin Kun does not know how the headless ghost perceives the appearance of European women. In short, the shape of this Barbie doll is lifelike, but the joints cannot move.

In the past few days, Messelin has made dozens of sets of clothes for the doll, using all the theories of fashion design she has learned recently. She is very puzzled why Qin Kun needs so many clothes. Small things are unnecessary. It took so much trouble.

"Qin, Mr. Benoit's granddaughter...will she like these rotten things?"

rotten?

You have no idea how crazy your future little girl is about these dolls.

Qin Kun ignored the other party and packed up the dolls. Messelin also wrapped the exquisite wooden box with fabric wrapping, which was very high-end.

"Walk."

Qin Kun greeted.

Messelin shook her head and smiled at Qin Kun: "I won't go."

Qin Kun also didn't ask why, sometimes inquisitive questions would hurt other people's self-esteem, and Meisalin might feel that as a prostitute, she couldn't go to that kind of occasion, so Qin Kun didn't force her anymore.

"I'd say these things came from you."

"No, you said these things are from America! I'm just imitating their concept!"

"that's not important."

Riding a bicycle for half an hour, Qin Kun came to a manor-like place.

The Gallic Brotherhood, one of the three major gangs in Paris, is here, and these people are also known as the 'Sword of Gallic'!

"Oh, dear Qin! You are welcome."

Benoit laughed and gave Qin Kun a hug. The 55-year-old Benoit had white hair but was in good health. He patted Qin Kun on the back vigorously before leading Qin Kun into the room.

A 10-year-old girl dressed like a little princess stood in front of the big cake, smiled sweetly, and stretched out her hand to Qin Kun.

"Handsome sir, do you have a present for me?"

"Of course, for the lovely little princess."

Benoit's granddaughter is very beautiful. Qin Kun put the gift in her hand and touched her head.The little girl was very happy holding the gift and couldn't wait to open it.

A few wooden dolls, a bunch of... small clothes?

The little girl blinked, wanting to play very much, then pouted: "Grandpa said little girls who play with dolls are childish."

"Oh?" Qin Kun turned his head.

Benoit's face froze with a smile: "Julie, you remember wrongly, that's what your father said."

Benoit's son looked at Qin Kun in horror, yes, he was also one of the elites who had their heads shaved!Seeing Qin Kun's unfriendly expression, he was very nervous.

"I... didn't say..."

Benoit coughed dryly, and quickly invited Qin Kun aside.

Qin Kunsheng was not angry. Benoit had seen countless people, and he knew it well. This young man is capable, light-handed, and measured. He is suitable to be a partner, and this gift clearly shows concern for children.Benoit is sure that Qin Kun is not pleasing himself, and there is no need to please himself.

The opponent can also undo the black magic in him, he has a great ability, and his strength is obvious to all.

"Master Qin... was your angry expression just a joke?" Benoit asked uncertainly.

Qin Kun shrugged his shoulders. Foreigners are a bit serious. He took the cigar he handed over and lit himself: "Of course, don't mind. Are you feeling better?"

Regardless of whether Benoit's attitude towards him was good or bad, Qin Kun's attitude was never salty or indifferent. The old man's blood smelled too strong, and getting close to such a person would hurt others.

Seeing Qin Kun's attitude, Benoit was relieved, and grinned: "God bless, he has recovered."

"Last time I asked you, how did you get the black magic on your body, and you haven't answered me yet."

Qin Kun specially came to Benoit's granddaughter's birthday dinner, not at all for the name of the Gaul Brotherhood, but a clue he caught.

The ghost messenger wandered around Paris for so long without any whereabouts of the Holy Spirit, but the "black magic" on Benoit gave Qin Kun another revelation.