I'll give the admiral a life

Pudding trotted all the way to the hall and put Klaus behind him. He sat on the chair and rubbed his waist, then limply lay on the table.

The only thing left in his body was his heart, which was still beating violently. The heat on his face almost burned his brain. Pudding stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, trying to dissipate the heat.

Thanks to him running fast, otherwise he would really be ashamed to death.

This little mouse has never tasted the taste of love/love, once the man exudes an aggressive and dangerous aura, his heart will jump up and down, and his whole body will tremble.

Unfamiliar emotions welled up from the bottom of my heart, shyness mixed with joy and fear, like a green apple, I couldn’t tell what it tasted after I took a bite——

Only a slight ripple leaked from the corner of the mouth that was slightly raised.

Klaus leaned against the wall with his arms folded. He didn't go forward to disturb the frightened little hamster. He took a close look at Pudding's trembling ears and decided to give Pudding more space and time.

No matter how long you wait, the little hamster will accept him sooner or later, there is no need to rush now, after all, the best moments should not be here, they still have a lifetime of time together.

Although the business of Totasi's bar was sluggish, the goods still had to be brought in as usual. Totasi sorted out the list, and then carried a wooden box to the counter.

"I have to go to the manor to get some Philami, there are not enough of them."

Klaus raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at Totasi who was smoking and asked, "Are you going to Manhuahai City to buy goods?"

Totasi nodded. He took a notebook and counted the purchase quota for a long time before realizing it. He raised his head and asked, "Your Excellency?"

It's quite on the way, because they are going to Anthony to recover the last alien material.

"Coincidentally, let's go together."

The journey was peaceful without any disturbances. Since the independence of Huacheng Star, the number of gold diggers has decreased by more than half, and the number of direct trains along the way has decreased by two-thirds. Manhuahai City is even more depressed than imagined.

The group of people got out of the car and were about to cross the gate, when Pudding took out the pass, he heard a loud bang, and took a closer look.

Pudding squeezed Klaus's hand and asked in a low voice, "Where's the prosecutor?"

At this time, there were no public servants at the gate, and the group of people became bolder. They surrounded the passers-by and begged for tolls one by one.

Manhuahai City has become like this, it's really not good...

After getting the money, this group of guys is like a cat seeing a mouse, laughing wildly: "Oh, it's only this little money, get out."

The leader had curly hair and a worn-out shirt with a sloppy look. He looked at Pudding and his party maliciously.

It's just that Klaus, a strong and strong leader, frowned. He's not stupid.

After watching the hooligans go away, Totas said with a sigh of relief: "Let's go to the city too."

Manhuahaicheng became more and more empty after losing that layer of sugar coating. The relevant shops stop and go, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Great Depression. There are not a few neat shops on the whole street.

"This place is worse than imagined." Pudding glanced around Manhuahai City, feeling that Manhuahai City is not popular at all.

"It's only temporary." Klaus rubbed the hamster's fur, said goodbye to Totasi with pudding, then hugged him in his arms and headed for the East End.

After several years of layout, Anthony finally cut off the black economic line with a single knife. Although he was bleeding heavily, he also completely cut off the carrion of Huacheng Star.

It's just that the black forces that have been accumulating for a long time are difficult to stabilize for a while, and the number of people who have lost their roots is increasing day by day. Anthony is still planning proxy measures for livelihood.

Pudding lay on Klaus's shoulders, and a gust of cold wind blew through him. He shivered and went straight into Klaus's arms.

"Put on your coat." Klaus took off his coat and wrapped it in pudding: "Don't catch a cold."

Pudding grabbed the collar and saw that Klaus was only wearing a long-sleeved sweater. He raised his face and said, "Are you cold? You don't wear so little. I have to take it off."

Suddenly Klaus swiftly kissed Pudding on the cheek, looked at Pudding who opened his mouth stupidly and said with a smile, "I'm still holding a small heater, how can it be cold?"

Pudding secretly buried his flushed face in his clothes, this man really knows how to talk about love...

The management office has not changed much, the number of staff has not been reduced, the high-rise building has not changed, the dedicated passage has been opened for Pudding and Klaus in advance, and the reception staff waited for a long time at the gate.

Yala looked tired, as if he hadn't slept in three or five days, and the dark circles under his eyes were so deep that the scar lines were almost covered. He raised his hand, yawned and greeted Pudding and the others.

"Here are the documents, thank you for coming all the way."

Pudding de Claus stretched out his hand and put the document in his arms. He looked at Yala worriedly: "Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I've been too busy recently to entertain you." Yala looked at the little hamster huddled in Klaus's arms, and smiled and apologized: "Excuse me, forgive me."

Klaus frowned slightly, seeing Yala's state of thought, he didn't pay too much attention to what they were doing, but asked, "Where's Anthony?"

Yala shook his head, he silently looked at the closed windowsill on the tall building: "Still working."

Under Yala's watchful eye, Pudding and the others took the documents and walked away gradually. Pudding passed over Klaus's shoulder, watching the Eastern District Management Office from afar, calm and busy under the sunshine.

Anthony and Klaus are the same kind of people. Pudding rubbed against the man, hugging his beast, with a clear goal, even if he is not understood, he has to go on alone.

For the vision in my heart, no matter how much I work hard, I will have no regrets.

It's just that he will feel sorry for this man.

But there are also differences between Klaus and Anthony. Klaus guards his bottom line, while Anthony knows that he has long been in the dark mud, and if he wants to get out, he must take a difficult road.

Thinking of this, Pudding kissed Klaus's chin quietly.

Klaus lowered his eyes: "Huh?"

"Can we go to Philadelphia later?"

Klaus listened quietly, with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, without asking Pudding why, he nodded and said, "Okay."

The nightmare is gone, and looking back is just the remembrance of the people in the past. The lost life will not come back, but the living people must continue to go on strong.

Everyone understands that the happier you live, the more you should cherish this hard-won moment.

Because he had to go to Philadelphia temporarily, Klaus rented a mountain bike and took the pudding directly to Anxia Ridge.Anxia Ridge is still open to tourism business, and Philadelphia has become a cemetery, which only adds a bit of mystery to it.

It's just that Anthony forbids anyone to use Philadelphia as a topic to promote An Xialing.

The mountain was quiet and uninhabited, the trees were overgrown, and the low-crying birds sang across the sky from time to time. The deep mountain was submerged by the forest, and the shadows fell on the ground in patches. The road was steep and uneasy, and the car finally drove to a relatively stable path.

There is no abandoned town anymore, there is only an open space surrounded by iron railings, and countless white obelisks are erected.

The obelisks lined up one after another, solemn yet heavy.On this obelisk, some names are recorded, and some are blank. They are all immersed in this deep mountain, and the solemnity makes one's heart sour.

Klaus walked into the cemetery with Pudding. They passed by tombstones, and finally stopped in front of a dilapidated obelisk with crooked characters.

A simple obelisk, with only two words written - Qilu.

There is nothing else, no incense candles, no bouquets, and no offerings, as if staying here can be a kind of gift.

Klaus's eyes flickered, he didn't move, he didn't say anything, he didn't do anything.

At this moment, Pudding suddenly let go of Klaus. He put his hands together and silently bowed to Qilu's obelisk.

Klaus: "..."

Pudding stood up and took Klaus's hand again. He said softly: "If you are hesitant, I will help you. Death is like a lamp going out. Everyone will be happy after death."

Klaus hugged Pudding back, sighed and seemed relieved: "Thank you."

"Your kid is more decisive."

An old and familiar voice came from behind them, Klaus let go of Pudding, and when they turned their heads, they saw an unexpected person.

Lance was wearing a leather vest and wearing high-pitched earphones on her head. She still looked as old as ever, and walked towards them with a gun in one hand.

"Why are you here?"

Lance didn't answer directly, he raised his finger to signal Pudding and the others to look forward.

In stark contrast to Qi Lu's tombstone, the tombstone next door is brand new and clean, as if it has been cleaned every day. What's more different is that there are two names engraved on the tombstone——

Alfred Man Grazie

With the Grave of Lance Grazie......