There is plenty of sunlight during the day, and it falls properly in the studio, making the brightness of the light just right. It will not lose its brightness, and it will not cause the object to lose its original color because it is too bright.
A cup of coffee on the table by the window is wafting with lingering fragrance. The smoke rises from the cup and naturally changes various patterns in the air, full of some kind of spiritual flavor. Picking up the coffee with one hand, he took a sip. When the dark brown ** slips into the mouth, it immediately leaves a fragrance in the mouth and mouth.
Hedrick was in a good mood, especially at the moment when this very Fauvist-style abstract painting on the canvas was about to be completed after three days and eleven hours, the feeling was even more incomparable. The layered pictures piled up with bright and vivid color blocks on the canvas are a metaphor for the corrupt and dark heart behind the beautiful face.
Under Heydrick's ingenious use of color, only those who paint deeply can see the theme that the oil painting really wants to express under these bright large blocks of color.
Anyway, Kodov couldn't see it, and because this son was here, Hedrick's happy mood was a little bit more unhappy. Just like a cup of coffee that is not well-controlled, there is a bit of bitterness in the rich taste, which destroys the taste of the coffee.
"You've been here for a full hour, and you don't say a word. My dear son, this is not your style." Hedrick put down the brush after leaving another thick stroke of color with the brush And the color plate, went to the wash basin to wash up.
"I want to deal with Allen." Kodov finally said.
Hedrick said without turning his head: "I knew you had this idea from the time that child appeared in the banquet hall. You are the same as Reina, except that Reina can't hide what's on his mind, and you always put it on the table. bottom of my heart."
"It's different this time!" Kodov gritted his teeth: "Father, we can no longer let Alan continue to grow. You can go out of the studio and take a good look, but you have been in Babylon for a year, and he hangs out with Regis and Adele. It's fine together. But now, even Leon of William's family has sent him an invitation letter for autumn hunting. To the outside world, he is just a side branch!"
"So what." Hedrick wiped his hands with a clean handkerchief: "If William's family can't even find out Alan's real identity, they are not qualified to be among the rich."
"But father, don't forget. Alan is now only one step away from becoming a student of Windsor Bellow. You and I both know that if you become a student of the Marshal, Alan's worth will rise. What's more, he and Hughton The old man is learning about the Rubik's Cube sequence. All these situations show that Allen will threaten us." Kodov said in a deep voice.
"I know, so you haven't been dealing with him all the time. Like Vincent, didn't that poor little guy become your victim?" Hedrick said with a smile.
"It's different this time." Kodov took a deep breath and said, "I want to kill him, father. Only a dead person will not pose any threat. Now he is just a side branch, and if he dies, he will die. Even if Grandpa is furious However, if Alan is allowed to become a member of the core family, given the protection rules for core members, it will not be easy to deal with him at that time."
Hydrick's smile slowly disappeared, and his eyes gradually widened. Immediately, the spring breeze-like expression on his face disappeared, replaced by the severe cold like a winter blizzard: "Kodov, my son
son. You better know what you're talking about. Now, you're planning to murder your own brother? "
"Yes, father." Kodov looked directly into his father's eyes.
After Hydrick's pupils contracted and dilated repeatedly, he turned around, looked at the sunny world outside the window and said, "Very well, since you have made a decision, you should also be prepared for failure? Listen, Kodov , since you want to do it, do it beautifully. You can't leave any traces, especially, I don't want to hear in the future that my name is put together with you on this matter. "
"If that happens, you should have a pretty good idea of what's going to happen?"
Kodov buried his head deeply, not letting his father see the flash of resentment in his eyes. Of course he knew that once he failed, Hedrick would definitely sacrifice himself in order to protect himself wisely. Even if he is his son, Heydrick is not the only son, and Kodov is not the best of them.
In a family, to maintain the relationship between family members. The first is interest, and the second is family affection. If he didn't even understand this point, Kodov would have sent Hydrick to the Outland battlefield long ago.
Everything can only depend on yourself!
When Kodov was about to leave the studio, Hydrick suddenly said: "Reiner has already gone to the Outland battlefield with his father."
"I know."
"You don't know..." Hedrick shook his head and said, "Kedov, sometimes I feel that you are wasting your time in the wrong place. But since it is your choice, as a father, I can only support you."
"Thank you for everything, Father."
Heidi waved his hand and told his son to leave. After closing the studio door, Kodov snorted softly, turned and left.
The humming sound caught Hedrick's ears.
After leaving the studio and turning a corner in the corridor, Kodov's combat technique teacher Robert greeted him.
"Master, is everything going well?" Robert asked.
Kodov nodded: "Father has no objection, teacher, you can let go and do that. I will arrange a suitable time for you."
Robert's eyes lit up, he didn't speak, just nodded heavily.
The universe is chaotic, all things are chaotic, and injustice is the essence of the world. But in terms of time, it is still fair. At least for people, there are only 24 hours in a day. No matter who you are, there are only 24 hours, 1440 minutes, and 86400 seconds in a day. Even the most powerful person in the world can't let time stay for you for one more second.
Time is the same for Allen. No matter how hard he works, he can't break one day into two. So Allen always felt that time was not enough, so when the boy in front of him suggested that he go shopping with them in the dark street, Allen had to calculate the cost-effectiveness between the time he lost and the gain.
Seeing that Alan hesitated slightly, the boy named Green said with an exaggerated expression: "Come on, Alan. You can't let your head rest, so be it, and go to the black street with us tomorrow night. Hey, tomorrow There will be a slave auction at the evening, which is a rare event."
Several boys laughed, and Allen was sure that they were only interested in female slaves.
Allen finally agreed, as Green said, it was time for him to rest his head. After all, knowledge is always
It is endless to explore.
The next night, a flying taxi took Alan and his half-grown boys to the entrance of Black Street. The drivers of the speed taxis have always been reluctant to go deep into the dark streets, so Alan and the others had to walk for a while to go to the slave auction.
Naturally, Heijie is not a street, but a block composed of many complicated alleys, winding streets, and irregular buildings. The Old Oak Bar, which Allen once visited, is located on the edge of this block. Revisiting the old place today, I followed Green and the others through the bar, down a slope, and through a few streets before entering the center of Black Street.
Here in Heijie, almost everything can be messed with. From slaves to organs, from weapons to drugs, and even fel spaceships are for sale. As for businesses such as killers and mercenaries, you can also find special contacts in the black street.
For example, the Old Oak Bar is one of the meeting places.
In the dark street, if you casually wander into an abandoned warehouse, it may be the place where the bloody arena is held. Of course, it's also possible that some kind of dirty/dirty party is going on. Here, you can find all the things on the dark side of people's hearts. There is only one thing that Heijie doesn't have, and that is nobility.
The Black Street is not completely chaotic, its chaos is more on the surface, but inside it is maintained by several underground chambers of commerce. Of course, these underground chambers of commerce are inextricably linked with the federal government and major families. There are also chambers of commerce hosted by a certain family. If there was only chaos and crime, the federal government would have wiped it out.
Walking on the dark street, under those dim orange lights, you will bump into a sexy and enchanting woman with heavy makeup from time to time; or a drug addict with a lowered head and a pale face; killers or mercenaries. Here in Heijie, you never know who you will bump into next moment. This was originally a land of three teachings and nine streams, where dragons and snakes mixed together.
So walking in the dark street, you first need to learn to protect yourself.
Alan and the others changed into civilian clothes, and each of them wore a hat, covering half of their faces. Green seemed to be very familiar with Heijie, and he led his companions to an underground garage with ease. There were sentries and barricades installed at the entrance of the garage, and men with large tattoos walked back and forth blatantly holding rifles.
Green stepped forward, talked with a black man for a while, stuffed a few banknotes, and pointed at the boys of Allen. The Negro nodded and whistled. A man with a turban on his head untied the thick iron chain that blocked the entrance. Green waved to his companions, and Alan got through the chain and entered the underground garage along the slope.
As soon as I arrived at the garage, I felt the temperature rise. Turning around a crossing, there are even more shadowy people. It turned out that the slave auction that Green was talking about was held in the garage. The boys in Green were so excited that they had already headed for the crowded place. Allen could only follow behind them so as not to lose himself.
The underground garage is very spacious, and Allen couldn't see that it was opened up by several garages, or that it was originally such a huge underground space. As for the entrance and exit of the garage above, it is just a deceptive decoration? In short, in this underground space, the so-called slave auction is more like a fair!
No recommendations this week, streaking. Brothers, give me some motivation, some red tickets to stimulate me!
(end of this chapter)