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Arthur Rimbaud walked ahead angrily.

Paul Verlaine felt no guilt at all as he stroked his braids.If you want to say "I'm sorry" brother, that is, the two of you can't take a plane or watch an opera openly, so you have to use other people's false identities.

The golden belt of murder and arson, the assassination industry makes money quickly.

The Assassin King's savings over the years are sufficient, rich and leisure, enough for the three brothers to travel around the world without going to work.

"Brother, I remember you like men?"

"no!"

"You slept with relatives and friends..."

"That was in the past! I only like women from now on!"

"Oh."

Paul Verlaine understood, and in the future the object of defense will be limited to beauties.

Arthur Rimbaud suddenly turned his head and had a telepathy: "As a younger brother, never mind my brother's business!"

Paul Verlaine replied kindly: "The person my brother likes must be worthy of my brother."

Arthur Rimbaud sneered: "Do you still have to limit a bunch of conditions, and finally come to the answer - the number of eligible objects is about zero, so I just don't want to find a lover, just keep you all together every day?"

Paul Verlaine was scolded, with a calm expression on his face.

--I did not say anything.

Not seeing each other for three days, the two brothers came back to look for their unrelated younger brother. Arthur Rimbaud harvested a savage Chuya in the Central Plains. Fraud dens, punching and kicking criminal gangs.

Paul Verlaine praised in the tone of a parent: "Brother, you are doing well, much better than we imagined."

Central Plains is no longer vicious, embarrassed to get off the criminal who is stepping on, the "gravity controller" in the outside world is just a little lamb in front of my brother, "I was still cheated of money..."

Paul Verlaine said gently, "Just kill it."

Zhongyuan Zhong was also stunned, his values ​​were impacted, and he asked Arthur Rimbaud, who is usually kinder, for help: "Do you need it?"

Arthur Rimbaud said indifferently: "It's up to you."

I don't care about killing, just bury, and never interfere with education.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought for a while, and finally let go of his fist, and drove away those he caught with a vicious voice: "Get out, don't appear in front of me again!" He ran away on the ground, lest he be killed by the other party's brother.

A coldness flashed in Paul Verlaine's eyes.

My brother is too softhearted.

People like this who lied to themselves, why not keep them if they don't kill them?

Arthur Rimbaud took a step forward to block the gravitational force of the murder, a red light flashed, and he said angrily: "If you forcefully change what Chuya decided, wouldn't you be walking the old path of your 'relatives and friends'?"

Paul Verlaine was scolded by his brother again, and this time he was a little unwilling.

"Brother, you have to be tough in this world to survive."

"If Zhongye is cornered one day and falls into a desperate situation, the biggest reason why he cannot survive is you!"

"……impossible."

"Come on, Chuya, remember my words." Arthur Rimbaud waved to Zhongya Zhongyuan, "Your brother grew up during the war, and his nerves are not normal. You can just listen to some of his ideas." Yes, accept everything according to the order, you are the second psychopath."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed to his stomach, but he didn't dare to laugh at Paul Verlaine in front of him. The killing intent just now made his hair stand on end.

"Okay, I've made a note." Central Plains also relied on Arthur Rimbaud to speak, and said to Paul Verlaine, "Brother, we must keep pace with the times and get used to the way of life in peaceful times."

Paul Verlaine said nonchalantly, "Are you teaching me how to be a man?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also didn't find anything wrong with this sentence, and said confidently: "My birth is similar to that of my brother, but I feel that I am a human being, but my brother has a serious inhuman atmosphere."

Paul Verlaine: "..."

Arthur Rimbaud also gave Zhongyuan Zhong a thumbs up. He is indeed a young brother who has not experienced the beatings in the original work. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Dare to step on Paul's minefield, amazing!

After leaving the pyramids, they went to visit the local customs.Snacks were sold on the road one after another. Arthur Rimbaud ate fried locusts and other foods with great relish, and there were souvenirs for his two elder brothers hanging on his neck and wrists.

He looked down at the beads and gilded ivory carvings.

It is said to be a talisman?

In view of the particularly non-mainstream style, Paul Verlaine refused to wear it, and just put it in his pocket with care.

"Brother, you need to improve your aesthetics."

"What? Bro, we're not celebrities!"

There are plausible words in the Central Plains.

Among the three brothers, Paul Verlaine had the best temperament, and he seemed to be a person who had been specially trained in manners; Arthur Rimbaud's family background was not good, and he was also a country boy when he first went to Paris, and he was able to rely on acquired training. Zhongye's childhood conditions were even worse, and he didn't have the time and opportunity to change his taste.

Every time he bought clothes, Paul Verlaine saw that Chuya Nakahara's clothes were particularly suitable for Africans, and his expression was subtly disgusted.

Africans love colorful clothes.

Nakahara Chuya: What a coincidence, I also like the bright red and green colors!

As a last resort, Paul Verlaine took over their private servers, and Artille Rimbaud had no feeling for clothes, so he was allowed to buy clothes.

"After the trip to Cairo is over, let's go to the European world." Paul Verlaine said privately against Arthur Rimbaud, "If this continues, my brother's aesthetics will be hopeless."

"He's having a great time."

Arthur Rimbaud pointed to Chuya who was playing games in the hotel.

The orange-haired boy enjoyed the happiness brought by family, money, and freedom, and he didn't even want to go back to Japan in a short time.

Paul Verlaine whispered, with ulterior motives: "He is 14 years old, and he also needs to exercise his abilities."

Arthur Rimbaud wonders: "Were you better than him when you were 14?"

Paul Verlaine hugged his brother's slim waist.

"Well, when I didn't escape the control of the 'Fun', I was the ace of the French rebels."

"Isn't it a dog?"

"..."

"Wow, woof~!"

Arthur Rimbaud barks at Paul Verlaine.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback by the vivid voice, and stopped the game, "I thought there was really a dog."

Paul Verlaine had a cold expression: "It has nothing to do with you, go and play your game, don't interrupt the adult's topic."

Zhong Yuanzhong also muttered: "Where did I offend you?"

Although they were all brothers, the younger brother had little power. Paul Verlaine was only willing to listen to Arthur Rimbaud.During these times of getting along, Zhong Yuanzhong can be regarded as breaking the filter of "gentle brother", knowing what kind of brother the other party is.

Paul Verlaine ignored his brother, picked up the sunscreen and applied it, Arthur Rimbaud saw him showing signs of anger, and approached him with a playful smile, "Come on, don't you always want to put on sunscreen for me? "

Paul Verlaine squeezed out a handful of sunscreen and smeared it on his face.

Arthur Rimbaud yelled "Wow", Paul Verlaine couldn't get used to that honey-colored skin, so he applied it vigorously, "No more dog barking."

The deeds of being a watchdog were something that Paul Verlaine was not allowed to recall. If anyone else dared to ridicule him as a dog, he would have been chopped into pieces and ruined by him, that is, his brother had the guts.

Arthur Rimbaud said: "Well, I won't mention it."

Arthur Rimbaud sat cross-legged on the sofa, his face was greasy and uncomfortable, he pulled his collar, and played tricks on Paul Verlaine: "Brother, I want to eat the seafood fried rice you made."

Without further ado, Paul Verlaine went to the kitchen to look for ingredients and cooking utensils. Zhongyuan Zhong also ate the other party's food during this time, and raised his hand high: "I want a piece too! Fried rice with red wine and foie gras!"

Paul Verlaine glanced at the ingredients, there were none, so he had to go out to buy them.

The assassination king's life took a turn after he recognized his relatives.

【Paul, what are you doing? 】

[Cooking. 】

In the kitchen, Paul Verlaine received an email from his relatives and friends, and he replied that he didn't want Lan Tang to continue to ask "what do you cook", so he took a photo and went back to stop the other party's nagging.

For so many years, he is very clear about the questioning routines of his relatives and friends, and occasionally feels nostalgic, and more importantly, he feels the sincerity that he didn't want to believe before——Lantang didn't care about him for profit, nor did he spy on him. I have passed the information of my elder brother and younger brother.

Lan Tang in France was stunned for a moment, staring at the delicious fried rice in the picture, he was very pleased: "He can cook."

Lan Tang told Senior Victor Hugo what the teacher meant, and got the other party's salary.He wasn't thick-skinned enough, so he ran out like a fugitive, not wanting to recall the red-haired man's hesitant expression.

[It’s a good thing that you know how to cook, it’s safe and saves money, such skills can be passed on to your brothers. 】

After hesitating for a moment, Lan Tang wrote out his own suggestion.

His teacher ended up spending money indiscriminately. He came from a wealthy family and didn’t know how to control money. When he was too old, he was still pressed for debts by the bank. When the students returned to France, the teacher was happiest because he had more people to help repay the debts.

Lan Tang thought in his heart: I won't step on the same trap twice, don't try to ask me to borrow money, I'd rather save the money and leave it to Paul!

Expenses abroad are not low.

Traveling around the world should be expensive, right?

While Missing Paul during the trip, Lan Tang actively participated in the party and became familiar with the French government's network and colleagues.

At the end of the trip to Cairo, Arthur Rimbaud booked a plane ticket to the United States.

Paul Verlaine beamed.

During the last discussion, he hoped to return to the European world.

When they hugged and slept together at night, Paul Verlaine asked tenderly: "Brother, am I the one you like the most?"

His older brother, the malicious Arthur Rimbaud, deliberately teases him.

"I like Chuya more, will you be jealous?"

"will not."

Paul Verlaine was determined not to be jealous of his younger brother, ignored the sourness in his heart, and smiled slightly at Zhong Yuanzhong who was lying in the next room.

"I'm going to teach him well so that he can be like us."

In also.

On the way to become a strong man, it is inevitable to suffer a little bit.

Brother loves you, I hope you can understand, and... Brother hates you for saying that you are a human being.

——You are only eight years old, what do you know!

……

Arthur Rimbaud felt Paul Verlaine's insincerity.

He crossed his legs and put his hands behind his head, happy to see Paul Verlaine's "favorite brother" behavior.

Anyway, he is an older brother, and younger brothers have to listen to him.

Cool in a sense.