Is the Evil God Me?

When Ranyang's radiant figure gradually sank to the other side of the earth, the legendary resting paradise of the gods, the light and silent radiance of Moth Moon slowly spread to the world with the blink of an eye of the stars.

Lynn and Sophia chatted a lot.

Originally, he was talking about Lynn's future plans, but he didn't know how he went from the sugar industry chain to the situation.

Although the kingdom of Albion is still fighting, the countries of the continent have stalemate on the whole, and the economy that has been declining has been on the rise recently. Newspapers no longer publicize where the heroic and invincible kingdom army won the battle today. Or some inspiring strategy for big wins.

If three years earlier, this kind of news was to punish those who shamelessly abandoned the honor of the nobles, and even attacked and assassinated the allied royal family bloodline, then it would be natural to have one edition sold out!

As for now...

Today, when the end of the war is far away, living standards continue to decline, and the number of newly-baked widows continues to increase, the role of this kind of newspaper is either to provide food or to add fuel to the fireplace in winter.

To be honest, when the reason for the Albion Kingdom's deployment was revealed in memory, Lynn was completely stunned, looking at the essence of this war on the mainland from a nasty historical perspective, it was the continuation of the politics of various countries. The slogan was good, but if it wasn't for the vast majority of the country, the stalemate and the end of the war left Lynn with a chill.

But Lynn was relieved quickly.

This is a headache for the gentlemen in the cabinet. The original, die-hard king's backward thinking has long been destroyed by the huge dialectical thinking of socialist education.

In a sense, Lynn is the number one traitor and rebel in this era.

He was the first person who dared to look up and look directly at the crown among a group of people who bowed their heads silently in front of the crown, and even Lynn could tell the story of the absurdity of the crown falling with blood. Although this world has cut off the heads of nobles, no one has cut off the heads of kings. It may be because of extraordinary reasons that although the transfer of rights of some royal families has twists and turns, it is always within the controllable range.

'Unfortunately, there is no good show like selling your head to the United States to watch. ’

Lynn is all malicious and has to evaluate the current situation in his heart. Of course, he is sure that good times are yet to come. He repeatedly praised the king for his wiseness and shrewdness. I, Albion, are invincible in the world.

The plates and cups and bowls on the steps were empty. Sophia looked at Lynn, who was able to eat and confident, with undisguised relief in her eyes. When she learned that her benefactor's chamber of commerce suddenly went bankrupt, what she was most worried about was Lynn. There are still a lot of bankrupt businessmen these days. She had seen all kinds of businessmen, and she was really afraid that Lynn would become decadent from now on.

"I'm going to work, are you going back to No. 175 tonight?" No. 175 is Lynn's residence, Sophia can't remember it wrong.

"I have to go back and clean up. The rent paid to Mr. Boris is not over yet. Besides, my clothes and books are there. If I go back every day or two, Mr. Boris, who is miserly and cunning, may think that I am dead. Elba was on the field, and he justly took my property."

Lynn's witty tone made Sophia smile.

She knew that Lynn was making fun of a previous property dispute between the tenant and the landlord, and the fair judge finally ordered the wicked and greedy landlord to return all the tenant's property and impose a fine.

"Don't forget, tomorrow."

Standing up, Sophia embraced Lynn's thin shoulders and gestured in front of her red lips.

"When I find a job, I'll invest more in you, just like my father, how about I fund you to open a church orphanage?" Lynn, who was paying for a meal, knew that he must have more than one meal, and he didn't feel ashamed. With one's own knowledge in this age is always starved to death. Thinking of a dream that Sophia mentioned when he was a child, he regarded rubbing rice as an investment in his present by the eldest sister.

"no problem."

Sophia immediately patted Lynn on the shoulder happily. She didn't think that he still remembered what she said to Lynn when she was a child. She has had a dream in her life that one day she will be as great as the orphanage's mother.

"Goodbye, Miss Sophia."

After saying goodbye, Lynn got up and stretched in comfort, bowed her head gracefully, and left through the alley at the back door. After Lynn's figure completely disappeared from the field of vision, Sophia's eyes drifted with a guilty conscience, as if she had done bad things secretly. Brother Lynn has really grown up, and she won't be able to hold him like this in the future, but her head should be fine.

This guy thought she didn't see the few times he peeked~~

Sophia let out a grin, and reached out to straighten her loose work clothes and fasten it.

"Goodbye, Miss Sophia. Goodbye, Mr. Lynn~~ Ha! Goodbye, Mr. Lynn, hahaha!" Sophia, who smirked, imitated Lynn's graceful manners just before parting, as if she had written a novel In the scene where the noble lady and the gentleman were separated, they secretly imitated it in the alley.

This scene, only the bright moonlight in the sky knows.

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The halo lit by the gas street lamp dyed the road dimly yellow, and the swaying figures looked extremely eerie while walking. You stared at the ground in a trance and didn't know whether you were moving or the shadow was moving.

With the gradual departure from the range of Midtown, there are fewer and fewer gas street lights, and the brilliance like a moth moon tulle gradually replaces the lighting.

The buildings with flying buttresses and spires look very magical and mysterious under the moonlight~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Soon, the obviously dilapidated and lower one-story buildings in Squirrel Street appear in front of you, and the clear street facilities seem to be as obvious as this absurd reality. write. Lynn saw the gang members who started to show up in groups at night. People were all avoiding these local snakes, and those who couldn't escape and were blocked were full of smiles.

At night in the [Steam City], where the light cannot shine, the long-existing and ever-present underlying soil will reveal its rancid and fertile corner.

Gambling on drugs, extortion, loan sharking, stealing contraband, human trafficking, market control, smuggling...

When Lynn first came to Squirrel Street, he knew that these things were so frightened that he hadn't slept for days. Those things that really happened, in No. 175, a tenant who slipped away was about to leave this place. As a result, he became addicted to Happy Water and Yayan, and was owed a desperate figure. In the end, it was said that all his fingers were smashed with a hammer. Become a performer in some perverted places.

Living in this age is not an easy task, and there is no doubt that the gangs that actually control the slums add dire risks to life. Returning to 175 Squirrel Street, Lynn Cuibi's eyes are still bright. He knows that there are many darkness in this difficult place. This is the shadow under Stim's prosperity. All he can do now is not to be dragged by these darkness. into the abyss.

"Maybe when the war is over, everything will be fine."

Talking to himself in a tone that he didn't even believe in himself, Lynn's expression was well managed with a soft smile, and he knocked on the door of Mr. Boris, who was also his landlord.

Mr. Lynn had to talk to the landlord about his room. There was a secret ceremony there. For safety reasons, Lynn had to have a good talk with Mr. Boris.