Chapter 197 Glory and Pain
Chapter 197 Glory and Pain
A truly strong person?
After hearing what the burned man said, the middle-aged man naturally thought of Director Aquarius in the morning, and then nodded and admitted:
"Indeed, he has left. He is not expected to come back in the short term, and he will not join us either."
"Tsk..."
After hearing this boring answer, the burned man couldn't help but sigh in disappointment. He then turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the middle-aged man.
"Tiger, how's the situation at Lowther Arcade?"
"Ah? What happened?"
"Of course it's about how the fire was set!"
Seeing the burnt man's perfunctory attitude and his lack of response to him, the middle-aged man couldn't help but frown and asked in a serious tone:
"Didn't I ask you to set fire to Lowther Arcade to force the people in the wealthy area to put pressure on the CIA so that the secret police would patrol there? How did you do it?"
"This, I've done it!"
The burned man said impatiently:
"I went out at night and burned some garbage stations and traffic outposts. I also kept an eye on the houses of some big merchants and nobles, burning their gardens and carriage sheds. I also sneaked into the homes of several small nobles who had no guards and set fire to them. That was about enough."
"Don't be almost, be sure!"
Looking at this subordinate who has become increasingly difficult to control recently, the middle-aged man frowned and said:
"After Patton's death, we no longer have any people in the top echelons of the CIA. Now we have no way of knowing the actions of the secret police, so we must be doubly careful and try to lure the secret police away before we can take action! You are..."
"I know, I know. I'll go and release it again!"
After responding impatiently, the burned man who failed to find the "tiger" turned away in disappointment, not bothering to pay attention to the middle-aged man who was full of the stench of weakness.
The middle-aged man sighed, then raised his head and looked towards the northwest of the valley, looking at the "7"-shaped steel-frame tower that towered into the sky. He then shook his head slightly and restrained the anger in his eyes.
Never mind. That's not necessary.
After losing three people in a row, he needed more manpower right now. This was not the time to bother with such a jerk. After all, if this operation failed again, there would not be much time left for him and the kingdom...
……
"Wang! Wang Wang!"
(It hurts! It hurts so much!)
"Wang Wang Wang!"
(@#￥% dog language dirty words)
"Woof? Woof woof woof? Woof woof woof!"
(What are you doing? Pulling all that hair off my butt all of a sudden? It hurts!)
Looking at the little Hare who kept appearing on the walls of street lamps, puddles on the ground, and the glass of roadside shops, barking at him with eyes full of grievance, Leon could only give it an apologetic look from the bottom of his heart.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Mainly, I don't know what's going on with his watch. I'm worried that giving him my hair might give it away, or that it might have the ability to locate or be controlled.
The mirror world is an illusory reflection, so it can avoid these things. In addition, I can't grab other people's hair in a hurry, so I can only pull the dog hair of the same color as your butt. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I really can't help it, I won't do this next time, and after this period is over, I will definitely make it up to you!
"Woof woof woof..."
(You'd better keep your word...)
Do it! Definitely do it!
"Little Baggins..."
After waiting for a long time without seeing Leon speak, he didn’t know that he was apologizing to the dog for a handful of butt hair. The fat uncle walking in front sighed and comforted him in a gentle voice:
"Don't be too disappointed. It's actually okay if you don't have that kind of magical ability.
Old Baggins had no ability at the beginning, but he still carried me out of a trench full of dead bodies while braving the shots of more than 300 nail guns.
So don't worry! Even if we don't have that kind of magical power, as long as we are brave enough and lucky enough, we can still accomplish a lot of things!"
So... the reason you take such good care of "me" is because old Baggins saved your life?
Hearing the fat uncle's words, Leon, who was walking behind him, had a flash of understanding in his eyes.
After glancing at the two rather scary scars on the back of his neck under the collar, Leon pondered for a moment, wanting to add more information, and then spoke softly:
"Uncle Owen...tell me about the past!"
? !
Didn't you hate hearing this before? Why now...
After hearing this request that had never been made before, the fat uncle was startled and looked back at him in surprise, feeling that there seemed to be something different about this child.
But when he looked at "Little Baggins" who looked quite lost, and thought of the scene where he had just fallen from hope to extreme disappointment in an instant, he couldn't help but sigh and let go of the strange feeling in his heart.
Yes, he obviously had talent, but he was just a little bit short of it, and missed out on another life. It would be strange if this child didn't change a bit...
"Okay, I'll tell you about it!"
After smiling kindly at Lyon, the fat uncle recalled the years when he and old Baggins fought for the country. He couldn't help but feel excited and wanted to tell him all about those days.
It can not only comfort the lost little Baggins, but also make the child who has always hated old Baggins understand that his father is not so hopeless. Before the drunkard rotted in the wine barrel, he was once a good man!
but……
After looking at little Baggins' skinny body and the bruises on his arms left by the stick, the fat uncle fell silent again, a hint of deep confusion revealed in his kind round eyes.
What did his and old Baggins' glorious past mean to this child?
The family lost its strong labor force and the military's allowances were in arrears for years. The child's mother had to live frugally and work hard from dawn to dusk, which caused her health to completely break down. The year before her death, she was tortured by liver disease and screamed in pain day and night.
Old Baggins also suffered a serious illness due to the injuries he suffered in the war. Without the numbness of alcohol, he would not even be able to sleep due to the pain. After spending all his money, he could only watch his wife die of illness, and then he completely collapsed. He has now become a bad man who abuses his son and even steals young Baggins' money to buy alcohol.
I remember that before the war, old Baggins' family was still so happy. Little Baggins still had a reliable father and a gentle mother. The past that I and old Baggins were proud of was the beginning of his fall from heaven to hell for this poor child...
"..."
After figuring out little Baggins' past and why he hated to hear about the past, the fat uncle's back unconsciously hunched a little and his expression quickly fell.
"Actually... it's just some... some things from the past. The past is over, um...
It's not that I don't want to tell you, but it doesn't matter if you don't listen. Let's go and get your money back. It will be troublesome if old Baggins is released early."
"Uncle Owen, please tell me."
"If you really want to hear it..."
After responding vaguely twice, the fat uncle with a suppressed voice quickened his pace and said in a gentle voice as he walked forward:
"Come to my house for dinner tonight, and I'll tell you then, okay?"
(End of this chapter)