Beast

Perot made a phone call to Mario, and he told Mario that all plans on his side would be suspended, and in the next three months, he only had one thing to do—drive Yushan away.

Mario heard what happened in Cuenca, and wanted to persuade Perot not to make such a big deal. After all, he had just negotiated. If Perot didn’t supply the goods for three months, he had to find some small gangs to sell the goods first. The first bucket of gold from land has to be cheaper for others.

Perot didn't care, "You just need to know that you don't ask for goods from the gang under Yushan, otherwise I'm not sure if it will affect your situation."

Mario is helpless, the impact will definitely have an impact, but if the mother has an impact, will Pero not do it?

And taking a step back, in fact, Mario also hopes that Perot will make this big ticket.From the perspective of a third party, as long as Perot shovels Yushan, Simone will die without a fight, and Mario will also benefit.

But he had been afraid to make such a suggestion because he was afraid of what might happen—what if Perot didn't succeed.

If it’s done well, of course it’s a big joy, but if it’s not done well, Mario and Simone will become the balance of power in today’s Pusai Bay and Yushan.

Although the old guy is always clamoring to retire, to go home, to have children and grandchildren around his knees, and to have family happiness, who knows when he will suddenly have an inspiration and want to leave this country to the next generation.

So Mario still persuaded, think clearly, Perot, doing this is a stretch, I still want to do business with you in the future, don't kill yourself.

Perot laughed. He said that I was going to lose, and that was life.

Mario said again, think about your superiors, and be careful of others taking advantage of others.

Perot said, even if I didn't think about it, I was cut off by Saga.If I do it well this time, I can take back all those threads—you say, there is no reason for me not to do it.

"You don't have to persuade me," Perrault concluded at last, "I won't even be able to fucking eat until I cut off his head and put it on my dining table."

Perot is crazy, especially when he is in a hurry, even crazier than Cuenca.

Normal times are like dealing with Fukang, with stable emotions, clear thinking, steady steps, and being careful, neither wanting to involve the innocent, nor involving other people's children.

But when it's not normal, it's like now, the sky doesn't care, the other party will die anyway.Just by the tone of his words, Mario could feel the hatred that must be eradicated.

Mario couldn't imagine how tragic the scene would be.

He really had to make preparations, at least let his little brothers who were in Qinglan come back, the weather is not good recently, but Tairong is still sunny.

After hanging up the phone, Mario asked C4 to come over. After all, he and Perot had been friends for so many years, so he had to show something.So he asked C4 to prepare a few small dolls and mail them over, which is considered to be rich and powerful.

It took C4 a week to make the twelve zodiac signs, and the twelve small animals rushed into the logistics truck.

Looking at the logistics vehicle happily rushing to Qinglan, C4 is still a little lonely.Every time his handicraft leaves, he feels as uncomfortable as having cut a piece of meat.

So he's going to share an anxiety with Mario.

"Are you going to wash your hands again?" C4 asked Mario, "Do something big, and then buy a house on Teban Island, or simply change your identity and leave here."

Mario was smoking a cigar, looking through the smoke at the boy standing beside him.

"Silly boy, why should I wash my hands?" Mario exhaled a puff of smoke and patted C4 on the head, "I washed my hands, what should I feed you?"

Perot kept his word. He anxiously stayed in front of Cuenca's bed for three days. When the doctor told him that his condition was stable, Perot stopped guarding.

Waiting for Kunka to wake up is indeed what he wants to do, but if Kunka wakes up completely before acting, others will have a chance to defend themselves.He will not do one thing like Saga, leaving a tail waiting for others to retaliate.

As Mario guessed, since this matter was moved, Perrault would either die or make it happen.

He gathered the fighting troupe in Cuenca and brought him to the poet's bedside.The poet wanted to get up to direct, but the lover held him down.His injury is too serious, and he will have to rest for at least another week.

Perot said, when I catch someone, I will give you a chance to have a good time, but now you hand over the command to the lover, for Cuenca's sake and mine.

The poet hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

Although it was difficult for him to accept the fact that he couldn't get up and take part in the action immediately, if he let Saga go because of this, he couldn't bear the responsibility.

So Love Saint took over the fighting beasts under Cuenca, plus Perot's own manpower, the total number of fighting beasts was 27.

Perrault dropped them an envelope containing ten photographs.

Those photos were of Saga's wife, Saga's son, Saga's daughter, Saga's two lovers, Saga's three security chiefs, and the leaders of the two female fighting groups.

Perot said, from today onwards, forget about your current duties. I don't need you to guard the house, guard the treasury, take care of the kitchen, or protect my safety. These are not important, only the above ten things are important. personal.

Perot said again, for a week, try your best to grasp their traces, but don't act, I want these ten people to die together, so I found them and reported them to me, and then you will keep an eye on them.

If they don't eat, neither should you.They don't sleep, and you keep your eyes wide open.

"If no one is found after a week, the fighting beast responsible for this goal will not have to come back. You can automatically assume that you have been exiled by me. I will not punish you or kill you, but you will never appear in Pupu again. Saiwan."

Perot finally said, Cuenca and I recruited you back, treating you as our own brothers.Now that Cuenca is injured like this, I hope you can feel the pain too.

"You should have heard a little about how the people in Yushan treat their own beasts. If you fail, you will become their prisoners, or because you are loyal to me, you will eventually die under their swords and guns. I can't bear it." Seeing such a result, I don't want the owner you are following to fail to make it to the end."

"So I must win, for me, for Cuenca, and for yourselves."

"You must help me win."

The tattoos of the fighting beasts undulated ferociously under the light. They knelt down towards Perot and put their hands on the ground.This is the way of fighting beasts to express their loyalty, just as they knelt in front of the iron cage on the day they came out of the training camp, it was the last etiquette for them to draw a line from ordinary people.

And since then, they have willingly put on the shackles bestowed by their owners.

They all have pasts they don't want to look back on, unspeakable experiences, the first half of their lives that they want to get rid of but can't get rid of, sins entangled in themselves, and confusion that they can't get rid of.

They need a leader who doesn't care where they're from, who they were, what they've done, who accepts them the moment they're chosen and takes them into a new world. the second half of his life.

Therefore, meeting an owner who cherishes them and fighting to the death for the owner has become the belief of all fighting beasts.

Pero looked at their beast-like muscles, the scars on their bodies, and the murderous look in their eyes. He also learned the way of fighting beasts and got down on the ground.

The lover wanted to stop him, but he pushed the lover away.

These beasts were Pero's last hope, and they deserved such a salute.

Under the blood-red sunset that day, the roars of the fighting beasts also turned red.

People at that time did not realize that it was the 27 people in this area that opened the curtain of the golden age of beast fighting.

Cuenca and Pero's power over the drug empire has pushed this group of ethnic groups who are neither mercenaries nor warriors, but more complex than slaves, onto the historical stage of Qinglan Kingdom.

At that moment, Perot didn't know that in the next 50 years, the fighting beast sales market would no longer be a corner of the black market.

On the contrary, with the advent of the horror of the first beast fight and the establishment of the first assassination group composed entirely of beasts, the beast fight business ignited like a prairie fire.

They are so quiet, so loyal, so dirty, yet so pure.

They are losers who hit rock bottom in their own lives.They are victims, dying of religious fanaticism or the smoke of war.They are at the bottom of the food chain. Almost everyone has been begging along the street, almost everyone has been addicted to alcohol and drugs, and almost everyone has committed suicide.

Their world has no color, and they have even been abandoned by the world long ago.People who knew them in the first half of their lives mentioned it, and everyone would say-oh, it's him, he's not dead yet.

Yet they just didn't die.

The identity of fighting beasts gave them a chance to reincarnate.Fighting for desire, but not desire.To fight to run, but not to run.Fighting for loyalty, but not being loyal.Fight for the end, but no one knows where the end is.

These bright words have never had anything to do with them, so the people in the training camp told them-you fight for your beliefs.

Is there anything wrong with belief? There is nothing wrong with it.Are beliefs good or bad? There is no good or bad.What changes is the world's standard of measuring good and bad, not the driving force of belief in everyone's heart.

And how inspiring this word sounds. If you fight for your faith, you will be redeemed one day.

Everyone hopes to have a chance to make a comeback, everyone has done something that they regret, and everyone has once or more flashed the idea of ​​how good it would be if everything could start all over again—now, Dou Beast’s Life gives them such an opportunity.

You are not you, I am not me, we all fight for the owner, we have no right or wrong.

Such a person who is desperately eager to regain his dignity and start his life again can often burst out with incredible action power.

Perot felt that Saga's failure was not because he did not pay enough attention to the dignity of the fighting beasts, and did not regard the fighting beasts as a group of newborn babies eager to get the mission, but also because he did not buy enough.

When he lost Rachel's fighting spirit and lost a large number of female fighting beasts, he did not resupply in time.

Maybe it's because he underestimated the power of fighting beasts, maybe he underestimated the enemy's hatred, or maybe his heart was distorted and deformed by various desires long ago, which led him to chase Pu Saiwan eagerly for quick success, but after getting the result of failure, he didn't He can adjust his mentality at the first time, and continue to maintain his cunning when he is calm and his quickness in assessing the situation.

He is indeed smart, and his ability to take Vaucan's property from under the noses of Perot and Cuenca is a manifestation of smartness.

Perot has thought countless times, if Saga can be a little more stable, don't rush to move Cuenca, but slowly use the tribute line he won to moisten the land and sky of Yushan, it may not be long, Pu Sai Wan will be completely annihilated.

It's a pity that Saga didn't have the chance to rewrite it.

Sometimes fate is very stubborn, no matter how hard you try, you can't change the direction of its flow.But sometimes it is very naughty. As long as it takes a little wrong step, it will be wrong step by step, and it will be wrong again and again, until it is irreparable.

Saga did not let his wife leave with the child immediately, which was his second wrong step.There was still a little bit of disbelief in his heart, and he wanted to win back the respect and sense of existence from his wife, but unfortunately, just this little bit of disbelief allowed Perot to succeed.

At [-]:[-] p.m. on the last day of the week, Perrault waited for his tenth text message.

At that moment, he knew that all the targets had been locked.

So he told Lover - "It's your turn, it's your turn to bring Saga to the audience."