Cosma Empire

Chapter 401: Kill[3] Pat Star on Demand +5

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Klaus had a gun in his pocket, but under the dim street lights he didn't know if the other person had a gun in his hand or if he was pointed at him. The man very cleverly stood on the edge of the direct light, and the street lights Like the most perfect disguise, it separated the two worlds, but left the guy in the shadows.

The two of them kept their movements, and no one made any other moves. They looked at each other through the boundary between light and darkness. Time has lost its meaning in this second, here.

After about ten seconds, or tens of seconds, or minutes, Klaus raised his chin slightly. He didn't want to show a timid expression. Maintaining his courage at this time would be very important for what might happen next. Big help.

"Who are you? Who sent you here?" Klaus turned around and faced this guy. He slowly bent down, placed the suitcase on the ground, and unlocked the suitcase. He moved the suitcase in front of him, pushed it gently, and fell to the ground. The suitcase was shaken and produced some subtle changes. Under the action of the reed, the suitcase slowly opened.

There were several small metal boxes inside, and I didn't know what they contained, but the most eye-catching thing was the messy cash sitting aside. They were all cash in denominations of 20 yuan, and the bank seals were not even removed. There were ten bundles, worth 20,000 yuan!

"I don't know who you are, and I don't know who invited you here, but I believe that my life is more than the money here, and it is more than you imagine. Friend, give me a chance, and give it to you. Give me a chance, there is a check book in it, it has been signed, the maximum limit is two thousand yuan. I will not cancel this check book, one hundred pieces, two hundred and twenty thousand yuan are all yours!" He tried his best to let it go! Slow down your tone so that you don't sound threatening.

"As long as you stand here and wait for me to come out of the alley, you can chase me again. Why don't you give yourself a chance and give me a chance?" Klaus's temples rolled down with beads of sweat. , rolling along his carefully groomed cheeks and onto his chin. More and more sweat accumulated along the "river" that the former waded out of. Finally, the drop of sweat could no longer bear any more weight, lost its grip, and dripped from his chin.

A small drop of sweat stirred up a small splash on the damp ground in the alley. A car passed quickly outside the alley, and the driver didn't seem to notice what was happening inside.

On one side, the window of the apartment upstairs was slammed shut, and an old voice came to my ears, seeming to be yelling something.

Everything was going like so many peaceful and boring nights, but today something not so ordinary happened.

"The bank will freeze my account as soon as I die. If there are no heirs, the money will be swallowed up by the bank forever. Twenty thousand, or two hundred and twenty thousand, it doesn't need to be thought about!" Klaus reminded kindly. After looking at this guy who might be a killer, if he kills himself, he won't be able to get the two hundred thousand in the bank.

More and more sweat made Klaus feel uncomfortable. He wanted to tear open his collar and take a deep breath, but he was afraid that his too big move would cause this person to misunderstand. He knew that as long as he put his hands in his pockets, he would have the leverage to negotiate, but he couldn't do it, even if the distance between his hands and his pockets was less than a foot.

During the long and painful wait, the man spoke.

"You did something you shouldn't have done and said something you shouldn't have said. Mr. Dulin hopes you can remember this lesson!"

This sentence sounds like you are forgiving yourself

Just as the surprise appeared on Klaus's face, a gunshot sounded in his ears. Stimulated by the gunshot, his eyes blinked rapidly uncontrollably and his body shook violently. He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest, where there was a small wound. It took several seconds for the blood to overflow bit by bit, staining the waiter's shirt he had stolen from that damn place red.

He raised his right hand to touch the wound and placed his fingers closer to his eyes. The fresh blood was not sticky, but rather thin, like red ink. He felt that the power in his body was quickly being withdrawn by some unknown great force through this small wound. His legs could no longer support his body and he fell to the ground. His breathing became rapid due to fear, and a powerful force surged inexplicably in his body.

This power gave him the illusion that nothing serious was wrong with him, and he could still stand up, run, jump, and defeat the killer. As a result, his five senses became more sensitive. He heard footsteps, and with wide eyes saw a man wearing a peaked cap, standing next to him. Through this angle, he could see a pair of cold eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but a desire to cough interrupted his urge to speak.

With a puff, blood mist bloomed in this quiet alley. The old man who had been yelling shut his mouth. The old bed that kept shaking and creaking seemed to become firmer. The guy raised his gun and pointed it at his Face, the finger on the trigger tightened slightly... .

Dulin only stayed in Ordo for three days before leaving and returning to Otis City. There were still many things waiting for him to deal with in Otis City, and it was difficult for him to stay outside for too long.

When he returned to Otis City, it was already nine days after he left, which was Monday.

When he woke up early in the morning, Dove had already prepared breakfast. As soon as he took a bite, he remembered something and immediately asked: "How is the construction of the new city hall going?"

The new city hall made a sketch according to Du Lin's ideas and the designers hired from the imperial capital. It looks very grand. It has five floors and covers an area of about 1,500 square meters, not including the garden. with the yard. The style adopts an ancient style called "Ya". It is said that it was a great empire thousands of years ago, which was later torn apart due to civil war and eventually perished.

In layman's terms, this style is grand. The six pillars at the door that require three people to hug are enough to dislocate many people's jaws. The entire building is not luxurious, but you can feel a sense of heaviness and majesty.

It is said that Shengya claimed to be a descendant of "Ya". It is not clear whether this is true, but from the style of their buildings, there is no connection with "Ya". Maybe they have been "shrunk"!

If the construction period of such a building is calculated according to the world in the dream, it will take at least half a year, but it does not take that long here. With the birth of AT-1 magic modified construction machinery, many projects that require manpower, material resources and time have been greatly shortened. Take that pillar, for example. It took half a month to transport it from the west, but it took less than a morning to transport it from the station to the new city hall and erect it.

Two construction machines can pick up pillars and walk them. This is also thanks to those weapons developers. Without their updates, everyone would not be able to enjoy the benefits of this kind of construction machinery.

The entire construction period is planned to take two months to complete. It has been thirty-seven days so far, and there are still twenty-four days until two months. Except for the interior decoration, the main project should have been completed.

Sometimes Du Lin also feels that it is very magical. Maybe he is too seriously affected by dreams. He always feels that it may take a long time to do it.

"Miss Natalie said that it will be completed in about half a month, thanks to the help of many local people." Dove added some milk for Dulin. For this milk, she specifically asked Dulin to bring it from other places. Some cows come over. The locals do not raise dairy cows. First, people here seem not to be very interested in milk, mainly because there is a lack of young people here. Secondly, the economic value of dairy cows here is far less than that of beef cattle, so no one keeps them.

Du Lin nodded, he knew this.

If we want to say who is happiest with the large-scale construction in Otis City, it is definitely the locals. In addition to the changes in the city allowing them to enjoy everything in a developed city, it also provides more job opportunities. For example, when building a house, the daily salary in other places is RMB 1,50 per day, but here there are people who are willing to do it for only RMB 2, or even RMB 1 per day. Under the premise that the financial pressure is less than other places, more workers can naturally be hired to collaborate on the construction, and the construction period will naturally be much faster.

During this time, Garfield complained to him that he was really too busy, because he was not only one of the big landowners in Otis City, but also a friend of the mayor, so many people came to Garfield in order to become familiar with him. Order steel. This made him miserable and happy. He contacted steel mills all day long to purchase large quantities and then resold them. Although the profit per piece decreased, the overall revenue increased steadily.

The city was changing day by day, and Du Lin felt filled with a sense of accomplishment.

He once felt that being a mayor did not mean much, but watching the city take on new life in his hands was like a father looking at his children, even though he had no children.

The workers' union's application has been placed on Dulin's desk. The first thing he saw was this document. The workers' union planned to buy a piece of land for the construction of a union building, including the main building and a space for entertainment and meetings. Building, the floor area is calculated as five thousand square meters. After Dulin read it, he directly cut him in the middle and wrote down his own opinions. The maximum should not exceed 2,500 square meters, and the city of Otis does not sell the ownership of the land to outsiders, only the right to use it, for a period of thirty years. Year.

It was perfect. He signed his name with satisfaction and threw the document aside. Want to buy his own land

hehe!

(End of chapter)