Kingdom’s Bloodline

Glover silently listened to Tinker's complaints, but he didn't open his mouth because of his preoccupation.

"In short, today's situation is special," Tinker came back to his senses:

"Lilian specially found that green skin, trying to scare off the black silks."

Glover frowned and looked up:

"Brotherhood of the Black Street? What's going on?"

"Don't you know?"

Speaking of this, Tinker sighed, bored:

"The whore of the fraternity—a whore named Belicia—was missing, and was kidnapped in Red Square."

Hearing something of interest, Thales became alert.

Belicia was kidnapped on Red Square Street.

And he just knew who did it.

Glover frowned: "What does that have to do with you?"

Tinker shrugged:

"Girls from the north are popular these days. A few days ago, that Belicia had an enmity with Lilian because of fighting for a few new girls from the north."

"So the black silks thought we did it, brought a bunch of people over and put pressure on it, and all the stores were 'taken care of' - especially here, you know, with that damn bitch and her 'one night affair' , even if there is no snatching of northern girls, they have been trying to hide from us all these years."

Tinker sighed:

"Because of this, Hongfang Street has been flying around all day, and the atmosphere is tense. Hmph, there was a blind carriage just now, and it was still rampaging on Hongfang Street at this moment—by the way, you saw that Is there a carriage?"

The rampaging carriage...

Glover was taken aback for a moment, but at any rate, under the reminder of Thales' eyes, he shook his head stupidly.

"So you did it?"

Thales quickly took over the conversation and diverted Tinker's attention:

"Kidnapping a fraternity man?"

Tinker glanced at Thales, then cast a puzzled look at Glover, who signaled that it was okay.

"Of course not us—"

Tinker denied it at first, but after hesitating for a while, his tone finally softened:

"Well, I don't know either."

He thought for a while:

"Boss Catherine probably didn't do anything, but I dare not say that the Red Viper and the Wanderer, or other people in the gang must have done nothing."

"It's such a big deal, wouldn't the big shots of the Blood Bottle Gang know about it?" Glover was a little puzzled.

Tinker sneered.

"You've been away for too long, Fatty, things are different."

"Six years ago, in the one-night battle on Hongfang Street, we were beaten to the ground, and our vitality was severely injured. This place could not be kept. All kinds of romantic businesses have to become black silk cash cows."

Thales pricked up his ears.

Tinker was a little emotional, but also a little helpless:

"It was the boss Catherine who came forward, relying on the background of a big shot, persuaded the green skins, especially the chief defense officer, to intervene, and forced the black silks to sit down and negotiate.

At least they were forced to agree to a truce and spit out half of the newly occupied territory. "

Tinker sighed:

"But the Blood Bottle Gang has been different since then. Potential rookies like the Twelve Xeons are scattered and scattered, and it's almost the same, but the "big magician behind the scenes" that the gang has always claimed is a useless one. See you..."

"There are only three of the eight superhuman cadres left, and they are not convinced by each other: Catherine's boss is the most popular and has inherited most of the territory, but she chose to negotiate peace with the black silks and suffered a lot of accusations; Not reconciled, he advocates regaining the benefits, but with his little manpower and power, he still makes enemies everywhere, I can only say that it would be a waste of help; besides, 'Vagabond' Fogg has brought back from the blade, and he has a group of people in his hands. I always want to get a piece of the pie, but there is no good way... other new hills are either ineffective, or immature, not enough to see."

"So we were in a state of disunity, with different orders and endless internal strife, and the power of the business site was constantly being lost, but the black silks on the opposite side were working together to prosper - Hard Fist Qincha, Iron Heart Rhoda, Eye Lancer, Chief Wolf Feisuo, and the Ripper Anton, Fatty Morris, over the past few years, each boss has become stronger and stronger... Have you noticed that we don't even mention the legend of the black sword and the three killers now."

Hearing the news, Thales was shocked to realize that since he left, the underground world of Eternal Star City and even the Kingdom of Stars has been turned upside down, and it is no longer what it used to be.

Tinker spread his hands:

"You can see it from the business comparison of 'One Night's Aventure' and 'Lai Ya Club': we are struggling to make ends meet, and we are just struggling to support it—when we robbed northern girls a few days ago, we couldn't rob Bailey That female fox in West Asia."

Glover silently stared at the lights in the room, not knowing what to think.

Tinker's words changed:

"But, first there was the business dispute between the girls in the north, then there was the kidnapping on the Red Square Street where the two sides meet, and then some kidnapper's carriage crossed the border to cause trouble... Hey, there is no such thing as such a coincidence, everything On the pain point between us and Heisizi!"

Glover and Thales looked at each other expressionlessly.

Tinker continued to complain: "That's not all. You know that the Blood Bottle Gang started out by selling bootleg liquor. As a result, in the past few months, everything from raw materials for brewing wine, wine storage business, and wine sales channels has been in depression. The city is starving for food, but we can't make wine, customers and profits are being lost day by day, this is simply digging the roots of the gang..."

"Also, it is said that several large blacksmith shops on South Street and the suburbs, no matter they are regular or not, have been confiscated by Qingpi in the past few days. From the boss to the apprentice, they are arrested and judged. You know, most of them are There is a tacit understanding and agreement with the black silks to build weapons and equipment for them. The black silks are famous for being able to fight and dare to fight. If you don’t have weapons, you’re still beating..."

"We suspect that Hei Sizi is eyeing our bootleg liquor business, and Hei Sizi probably also guessed that we cut off their weapons supply through the government..."

Taylor's eyes moved.

I saw Tinker's clever calculations on his face:

"Hey, I'm afraid there are ambitious people on both sides who want to make trouble... The six-year peace between us and Heisizi may be broken."

Glover hesitated to speak.

But Tinker snorted lightly and shook his head indifferently.

"Who knows, maybe this is the norm."

"The six-year peace that the two sides have managed to achieve under coercion is not normal in itself - it feels like a deliberate sham."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"If the gangsters go to war again, Tinker," Glover said suddenly, "protect yourself—and Lilian."

"Do you still need to remind me?"

Tinker snorted in disdain, and slapped his chest:

"I participated in the 'One Night War' six years ago! That scene, that battle, that energy, the blood all over the street... Damn it, I don't want to do it again in my life."

Glover looked at him silently:

"That's good, Tinker, that's good."

Seeing the other party say this, Tinker was a little unnatural, but an undisguised shout from the corridor relieved him from embarrassment:

"Tink, Tink!"

"Where are you? Boss Catherine is calling for people!"

This is a strange and young male voice, with an excited tone, it can be heard that it is a member of the gang:

"The black silk boys said that the kidnapper's carriage had entered our territory, and they insisted on coming in to search it. They fought with the brothers on the border, and several lay down—I think we are going to come for real this time! Let's start a war !"

Glover's expression changed: "Tinker, you..."

But Tinker sneered, got up and opened a crack in the door.

For a moment, his expression became painful.

Tinker twisted his face and shouted a response to the door:

"Damn it! I have diarrhea! My legs are weak..."

"I can't go!"

A voice in the corridor answered angrily:

"Is there any mistake? Diarrhea again? A few years ago, you were the top twelve in the gang..."

Tinker's voice hastened:

"Ahh! I can't bear it anymore, I have to go to the toilet again, let's talk back!"

Tinker closed the door, sat back in his chair, and ignored the gang buddy who dragged him into a gang fight.

Instead, Glover and Thales were taken aback.

"What's wrong?"

Tinker was a little dissatisfied with their eyes, and explained:

"I really have diarrhea, that's what I always said when Boss Catherine came to check the post...I, I..."

He touched his stomach, his face changed.

"Oops, I ran out of laxatives," Tinker said distressedly:

"Go back and buy a few more packs."

Both Glover and Thales looked at him with complicated eyes.

"That's good, Tinker," Glover took a breath and understood some strategies of the opponent:

"So fine."

But then the zombie looked up seriously:

"Tinker, if you and Lilian need my help..."

"Come on," Tinker waved his hand indifferently:

"Are you clear? With your current status and our current state, helping is harming others—isn't the lesson from last time not enough?"

Glover froze for a moment.

Tinker was silent for a while, but slowly stood up.

"You and your young master, let's go after enough rest," Tinker pointed to the inconspicuous Thales, and patted Glover's strong arm, with unspeakable emotions hidden in his eyes:

"As for your unconscious brother, if it's not convenient for you, we will hire a carriage to take you there..."

Glover looked back at him, a little confused:

"Thank you, I will pay for the carriage... Also, I have changed my guard and my salary has also increased. If you need money urgently..."

This sentence seems to have stepped on something, I saw Tinker's complexion changed drastically, and his tone was hurried:

"Hey! We don't need your filthy money!"

"Especially yours!"

Glover realized something, his face was also pale,

"I know, I know," this was the first time Thales saw the zombie so embarrassed and wronged, evasive and ashamed:

"sorry."

Tinker stared at Glover for a while, and finally sighed.

"Fuck," Tinker looked away dissatisfied:

"Stop saying sorry."

"What you said made me sick."

"I..." Glover was silent for a second, and replied in a dazed way:

"sorry."

Tinker clicked his tongue in pain, shook his head, gave up his plan to correct Glover, and walked towards the door.

"Also," Tinker turned his back to them, pressed the doorknob with his palm, and said in a hesitant tone:

"You... you better not come here again."

Glover gasped for breath.

Tinker's mood was equally low, and he seemed to have made up his mind:

"I mean, if your enemies find out again..."

"You can't protect us."

Glover was silent for a few seconds, and spoke with difficulty:

"I know."

Can't protect us.

Looking at Glover's expression, Thales suddenly felt something.

He remembered something.

I saw the zombie took a few deep breaths:

"I know, thank you, brother."

Tinker didn't look back, but just exhaled the same breath:

"We're not brothers anymore, Fatty."

Not brothers anymore.

Glover paused slightly.

"Since you have escaped from this cesspit...then live the life you deserve."

Tinker gently opened the door, with a lonely tone:

"You're...not one of us anymore."

"Lilian, she hopes so too."

Not one of us anymore...

Thales saw that Glover's arm was shaking at that moment.

But before the latter could speak, Tinker walked out of the room, leaving only the closed door behind.

Glover stared at the door in a daze, unable to recover for a while.

After a few seconds, Thales felt that the atmosphere was almost the same, so he moved slightly, came to the table from the corner, and coughed.

"Glorver?"

Glover came to his senses and lowered his head in shame:

"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

"I shouldn't... I shouldn't have fought that police officer."

"As for Lilian and Tinker...they don't know your identity, please forgive me."

Thales stared at him carefully and smiled slightly.

"You know, I thought at first, like everyone else, that Ms. Lillian was your lover."

Glover froze.

Thales sighed and moved the chair in front of him.

"So, do you have anything to explain to me about that lady?"

Glover raised his head with difficulty, staring at the prince in a daze.

Thales looked around and tried his best to calm his tone:

"Don't worry, it's just you and me here."

The atmosphere in the room froze for a few seconds.

Glover hesitated to speak, but finally closed his mouth, his face stiffened.

"If you don't want to say it," Thales couldn't help being disappointed, but he still smiled understandingly and stood up:

"does not matter."

He goes to the door:

"Put on your clothes. I'll wait for you outside. It's time to go back."

But right now.

"elder sister."

Glover's hoarse and painful voice came from behind:

"Lilian, she is my... sister."

Thales' eyes froze.

He turned his head slowly.

"And Tinker," Glover closed his eyes tightly:

"They are brothers and sisters of my... mother and compatriots."

Thales opened his eyes wide.

"They? You?"

The prince was puzzled:

"But, but you are from the Glover family..."

"I told you, Your Highness," Glover opened his eyes with a tired face, "I used to be a beggar of the Blood Bottle Gang."

"That is true."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Until Thales let go of the door handle and sat back in front of Glover.

"I understand."

The prince looked at him as calmly and gently as he could:

"Same mother?"

Glover nodded and was silent for a long time.

Thales didn't urge him, but just waited for him to figure it out slowly.

"My mother, she's... she's in the skin business," Glover said hoarsely, with a few hints of secrets and finally openly relieved:

"She had many guests and had seven children—or more, I don't remember, and some died young."

Thales didn't speak, but listened carefully.

"And my father."

Glover took a deep breath:

"He is a mediocre, incompetent, and unhappy dude who lives under the shadow of his family's reputation."

The expression of the zombie became calm again:

"Or, in grandfather's words, 'a piece of shit.'"

Glover's father, and grandfather.

Thales said silently.

"So one day, he came to Hongfang Street to seek pleasure and met my mother."

"It was just an ordinary purchase of sex," Glover said calmly, as if telling someone else's story:

"Leaving behind a lowly bastard of a whore."

Lowly bastard.

Thales frowned.

"I've lived on this street since I was sensible," Glover said faintly, "Women and the smell of powder, guests and the smell of copper, screaming and groaning, cold and hunger and illness—that was my childhood. "

"Lilian is the oldest child among us. She learned to lead us in the alleys and streets at a very young age, imitating the adults and trying to get by."

Wander the alleys, wander the streets.

Imitate the appearance of adults and work hard to live.

Listening to his words, Thales gradually became in a trance.

"Until a rude high roller strangled my mother in bed."

Glover looked terribly calm:

"Since then, Lilian has taken over the role of mother, betraying everything, giving everything, taking us children, younger brothers and sisters, struggling to survive, hungry, full, hard day, suffering one day."

Struggling to survive.

Thales clenched his fists unconsciously.

"When we were all, 'We are bound by blood, we should help each other,' Lillian would teach us that."

"When she was wandering on the street, she was taken away by different men again and again, and she came back with poor copper coins and food, sometimes with pain," Glover's eyes showed pain, his body The bandages are red again:

"'We're brothers and sisters and that's what matters' she always said, laughing and crying."

Thales stared blankly at the lights on the table.

"Those were hard days," Glover paused for a moment, "dysentery, slugs—two of our siblings died of typhoid fever. Fern was caught in a failed theft, and when he was brought back, he didn't Can make it through."

died of typhoid fever...

Stealing caught...

Couldn't make it through...

Thales heard the beating in his chest getting faster and faster.

"Until Sister Laiya took us in," Glover looked quietly at the surrounding furnishings, "here."

"Laiya Club."

Thales took a deep breath.

"Aunt Laiya, is she a good person?" The prince tried to hide his true emotions by participating in the topic.

"I wouldn't say that."

Glover shook his head:

"There are no good people who can make a living on the street."

"At that time, everyone didn't call her Mammy, and this place wasn't called Laiya Club either. Mammy herself was gorgeous, skilled, and had a deep relationship with the Blood Bottle Gang, and she got close to several cadres of the Blood Bottle Gang."

"She was planning for herself, and she fell in love with Lilian's appearance and tenacity."

"As for the few of us, it's just an addition."

"But that's not important. The important thing is that we have become beggars of the Blood Bottle Gang since then."

Thales' eyes wandered, as if he saw a dilapidated house with a few unkempt children squatting inside.

"Lilian was taken away by the nanny, and her life is much easier, but in the blood bottle gang, the beggar manager is a former circus clown who plays throwing knives, has a weird temper, is suspicious by nature, and likes to laugh at us like crazy The accuracy of practicing flying knives."

"In the end, we brothers and sisters, only Lilian, Tinker, me, and the youngest Teto."

Thales suddenly realized that he raised his left hand unknowingly, pressing down on the burn scar under his chest.

"If everything develops normally, like most of the orphans born on this street, I will either join the Blood Bottle Gang as an errand as a thug, or run away halfway by myself, trying to become an apprentice or a farmer, and find my own way out."

Speaking of this, Glover's tone trembled:

"Until that day."

Thales raised his head subconsciously.

"That day, the beggar clown, he laughed maniacally and drove me, Tinker, and Teto together, and handed them over to some well-dressed but unsmiling people, and Lilian was also sent. "

"We were taken to the Temple of the Sunset, and blood samples were taken from everyone."

Thales trembled slightly.

He seemed to see his "that day".

Dawn, blood and lights.

Glover said in a trance: "They sent us to the most beautiful house we have ever seen in our life, and we ate the best food we have ever eaten."

The most beautiful house ever.

Best food ever.

Thales' eyes gradually became lax.

Until Glover's tone tightened:

"Until they push the door open."

"Take me away."

There is boundless resentment hidden in the zombie's words:

"just me."

"I wanted to take my brothers and sisters with me, but those people didn't allow me. They just sent me into the carriage respectfully but without doubt."

"Until I realized, after I'm gone, what are they going to do with the rest of the people—you know, they're all hirelings, old enough to do those sorts of tasks, like silence after the fact."

Thales lowered his head and closed his eyes.

"Using everything I learned on the street, I broke free and jumped out of the wagon,"

Glover took a deep breath hard, as if he had just stopped an opponent's full blow:

"When I rushed back..."

"Tinker was struggling wildly, Lilian was crying in pain, and Teto was only convulsed."

Zombie gritted his teeth:

"What do I want to do."

"But they are too many and too strong."

"I... the me at that time was too weak."

me at that time...

too weak.

Thales found that his arm under the table was trembling uncontrollably.

His memory seemed to go back to that night, and he saw Quaid's red nose again, and saw the frightened and crying faces of the children.

"At that moment, an old but majestic knight arrived. He and his men pulled out their long swords and rescued Tinker and Lilian."

Glover exhaled in pain:

"But Teto, our little brother... he is too small, when the rope is around his neck, he can't breathe, let alone resist."

"Too late."

Too late.

Thales sat quietly in place.

"The old knight knelt down, stroked the back of my hand and apologized to me, telling me that it was all an accident, and he was my grandfather, who was of the same blood as me, a royal knight, the master of the Glover family, and the watchman of the royal guard,"

"And he believes that no matter how embarrassing and shameful, the blood of the Glover family cannot be left on the streets."

Talking about his grandfather, Glover showed extremely contradictory eyes:

"Grandfather appreciated my loyalty and friendship to my blood compatriots. 'This kind of love is worthless,' he said."

"And he can protect and even support my brothers and sisters, as long as I can give the same loyalty and friendship to me—a real brother."

Thales raised his eyes:

"The real... brother?"

Glover nodded.

“I found out later that my father died that year. And Lozano — my half-brother — had typhoid, and they didn’t know if he would survive.”

"As the backbone of the royal party, the Glover family needs a backup direct heir."

The zombie is dumbfounded.

"From that day on, I changed my name."

"My name is no longer Fatty, but Karen Glover."

"In the famous 'Wind Knight' Glover family, an illegitimate son from a humble and dirty background."

Thales looked at him in a daze, but he seemed to have seen that day six years ago, when he stood tall in the Hall of Stars, facing the dense crowd of people in the Star Judgment Square.

[Regardless of your past, when you get up, you are...]

【Thals Serangelana Kessel Canxing. 】

[The second prince of the Star Kingdom. 】

Thales closed his eyes, then opened them again and again.

As if to wash away the light and shadow in front of my eyes.

"I understand."

The prince said wearily:

"So, for you, here, and them, Lilian, Tinker, Teto...that is your hometown, your past."

"Your indelible self."

Glover's eyes narrowed slightly.

But after a while, he shook his head with a bitter expression.

"No."

"You don't understand, Your Highness."

"When I matured and became independent and entered the royal guard, especially when Lozano became better, when my grandfather finally passed away, when I became dispensable again..."

Glover stared blankly at the room of Laiya Clubhouse.

"Finally one day, I came back and reunited with them, with my brothers and sisters."

reunion.

Thales remained silent.

But at that moment, Glover raised his hands trembling slightly, looking at his calloused fingers from practicing swordsmanship.

"But I found that what I bring to them is still only pain."

"Whether it was the misfortune of Teto."

"It's still a matter of later."

Thales' nerves tightened.

"What happened?" he asked softly.

Glover snorted softly, full of sarcasm.

"You know, Your Highness, I don't fit in well with others, and I don't know how to communicate. I managed to get into the vanguard of the guard by relying on my grandfather's name, but I offended many people."

"They—a few bastards in the vanguard who have a grudge against me, somehow knew about my origin, and my relationship with..."

Glover bowed his head sadly:

"Relationship with Lilian."

Thales sighed.

"So, after I fought them again, those bastards came here in groups that night."

Glover said in a low voice:

"They ordered Lilian with unprecedented sums of money."

His voice trembled:

"They, they locked her in a house..."

With a heavy heart, Thales pursed his lips:

"An act of cowardice."

Glover ignored him:

"When Tinker was covered in bruises and knocked on my door in the middle of the night..."

"I had to go to the Glover family's mansion and do the last thing I wanted to do - ask Lozano for help and find the best doctor for the dying Lilian."

Zombies had to pause to adjust their emotions.

The room fell silent.

Thales was silent for a while, then spoke again:

"In the royal guard, those people, those dudes, who are they?"

"It's not important," Glover shook his head with a gloomy expression, "It's been resolved."

"solve?"

Glover snorted ironically, with hatred and determination in his eyes:

"You know, those bastards were so sure I wouldn't take the risk, they showed me off triumphantly, and told me how they tortured her that night..."

Thales was silent when he thought of the horrific scars on Lilian's body just now.

Glover swallowed his throat and gritted his teeth:

"I... I can't help myself."

Thales nodded:

"Like today?"

Glover closed his eyes:

"sorry."

"Attacking my colleagues, I made a big taboo and caused a big disaster. Lozanoto tried his best to find the law, but he could only barely save my life."

Glover opened his eyes, but there was no light inside, only deep numbness remained:

"Until one day, a man came to the guard's confinement well."

"He told me he was the new watchman of the royal guard and needed a new subordinate."

"So I walked out of the confinement well and followed Lord Mallos to the West Wilderness."

I see.

The two were silent for a while again, until Thales spoke:

"Glorver..."

But the zombie seemed to be awakened suddenly, and interrupted the prince regardless:

"So I know."

Glover clutched the bandages on his body tightly, his face distorted:

"A long time ago, the moment I was taken away by my grandfather, everything changed."

Thales stared at him silently, and suddenly understood what "empathy" meant.

"We, Lilian, Tinker, I..."

Glover exhaled in pain, both resentful and relieved:

"We can't go back."

"forever."

At that moment, many scenes and words flashed through Thales' brain.

Beggar.

Siblings.

The day that changed fate.

new life.

old burden.

The prince heard Gilbert's words in a daze:

【Maybe the day you find them. 】

【That's the day you killed them. 】

In the next second, Thales took a deep breath and woke up from his memories.

"Glorver."

The prince's voice sounded steadily, carrying an undeniable meaning:

"Are you still able to walk?"

The zombie looked up suspiciously.

"Your Highness?"

Thales looked at the door expressionlessly, not knowing what to think.

"I want to go somewhere."

Glover was stunned for a second, before reacting:

"Your Highness, Kong Mutuo is not here, I am the only one, we are short of manpower..."

Thales smiled, and before he finished speaking, he opened his mouth outside the door:

"Robick?"

"Brother Robick?"

There was silence outside the door, and there was no response.

Glover looked puzzled.

Thales felt a little embarrassed, so he raised his volume:

"Robik! Robic Big Daddy Dilla!"

Still no response.

The air suddenly became awkward.

Until Thales took a deep breath, put his hands in front of his mouth in a trumpet shape, and shouted angrily:

"Korn Nima's Karabyan!"

There was a bang outside the door, as if someone had knocked on the door suddenly.

Glover's face changed, he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and just stared at the door sullenly.

Sure enough, the next moment, the door opened, revealing Sergeant Cohen's bruised and swollen face, full of horror and doubt.

"What? Brother Wyatt..."

Thales interrupted him directly: "Get ready, follow me to a place."

Cohen was taken aback: "Where?"

"Downtown area."

down town……

Both Glover and Cohen were stunned.

A few seconds later, the security officer cautiously opened his mouth tentatively:

"But, but that's the territory of the Black Street Brotherhood..."

Thales' eyes turned cold:

"Are you afraid?"

"Your Excellency Karabyan, the first-level security officer of the Xicheng Police Department?"

Cohen paused, feeling slightly annoyed, but still hesitant:

"That's not true, that's right. Forgive me, the Brotherhood and the Blood Bottle Gang have recently begun to show signs of tension..."

Thales narrowed his eyes:

"Are you afraid?"

"No no no," Cohen hurriedly shook his head:

"I mean, even though I'm strong, and even though the big brother sitting over there is only a little weaker than me (Glorver snorts disdainfully), if I crash into the lair of the Brotherhood..."

"Are you afraid?"

"Of course not. I have been to the lower city a few times, but the roads there are difficult to walk, and it is easy to get lost. Once you get lost, it will be dark..."

"Are you afraid?"

"No, but you are a prince after all, if you bump into each other accidentally..."

"Are you afraid?"

"No, no, one more thing, I'm here today on leave, it's not counted as a work-related injury, and the medical expenses won't be reimbursed..."

"You're scared—"

boom!

Cohen slammed on the door angrily, making a loud noise!

I saw him full of magnificence, seeing death as home:

"His grandma's, what's so great, just go!"

The security officer gritted his teeth and roared in a Westland accent:

"I'm afraid of a turtle's eggs!"

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