Charles Sr. tried to make his daughter understand that from today on, many things will change.
The decrease in wealth is not the greatest in a short period of time. After all, even if it is confiscated by 60%of the property, there are still some savings in the Berryk group for more than ten years, as long as it is saved from this.
The core impact came from the sharp decline in the team's status.
Like other regional teams divided into the Qinglong Gang, the Belik group is about to join the new forces as a crime to become a subordinate group.
This means the huge reduction of wealth, the serious decline in social status, the intensification of combat tasks, and the deterioration of the combat environment, and the danger of raging anger at all times.
Correspondingly, Lenn will lose her previous life.
"The worst case, maybe suddenly one day ... Your old Charles will no longer come back."
When I thought of this, I finally couldn't hold back, and looked back at her daughter.
When her daughter grows up, she is very beautiful, even more beautiful than when her wife is young, but she has no gentle and firm personality and reliable maturity. She is really ignorant.
These are fine in the past.
But in the future, when the Berley group lost a lot and determined that they decline, they will become a dangerous factor. This is a problem that must be alert. Old Charles has a huge worry and worry in his heart for a while.
"Maybe I shouldn't let her always mix with Jenna." As a father, the old Charles regretted it meaninglessly in his heart.
"Stay well at home, wait for me to come back, know?! I think there is a formal and serious conversation between us, Lenn."
Old Charles said with a low voice.
"Um." Lenn nodded twice, in her memory, his father had never appeared in this state.
The picture in her mind was that of old Charles, whose face would always soften every time he got angry, and then his eyes would be doting and helpless, compromising to her.
After the daughter made a mistake, she looked good as always ... the old Charles was helpless.
"Listen to me, this time is a warning, determining the formal warning, Lenn! If you don't want me too sad."
I have to emphasize another sentence. Time was too late, and he couldn't bear to be overly blame. Charles turned and walked out of the house.
Lindin watched his father left like this, and stood suddenly for a while. He didn't go back to the room, and sat down on the sofa in the living room, thinking messy.
In the living room, the servants of the servants kept walking.
They are preparing to move, preparing for moving for the old Charles' house, and at the same time pack their luggage.
"Can't let my father come to him, tell him this ... Tell my father, and then I will wait for him, always wait, and then I will ask ..."
Block Three.
Old Charles parked the car on the street. It was an ordinary and cheap car that Al had borrowed last night.
They prepared everything carefully all night, thinking about everything, and did not want such a car to cover up wealth or win sympathy for them ... They were just afraid of stimulating the nerves that stimulated the wild troupe alliance.
Opening the door, getting off the bus, Lao Charus did not wear devices and weapons.
He stood on the side of the road and waited for a while until several team bosses he knew went in before following him in.
They walked from the new sign of the cluster ...
【Qinglong Gang】
This sign now means that at least 5 top -level combat power is the top power. Two of them have confirmed that they can repel the top of the five major forces in one -on -one duel. Once again, I defeated the corpse Veze last night ...
In addition, although Dao Dali has not yet made public shots, this morning, the outside information traffickers suddenly unanimously raised his combat evaluation of his combat power.
Under such overwhelming combat power, no team dared to foolishly raise any opinions as a guilty person.
"All teams confiscated 60%of the property at one time and reduced to the fourth -level combat regiment. They followed the specific performance to do wealth rewards and level improvements, or disappear ..."
No luck, the disposal method is exactly the same as the news heard last night.
Because his thoughts were confused, Old Charles sat there in a daze, hearing the names of the Perik Group and his own name on the list... and hearing Mr. Philio finish his statement.
The person around him got up.
Old Charles followed up.
Next, they have to go back to prepare a lot of things such as the team's property list, the list of members, etc., and then accept the review and complete the transfer.
When they were preparing to go out of the back door, a figure in the front door came in, walked down to Filio, said a few words, then turned around and walked out.
In fact, the old Charles himself did not notice this, but the discussion between the bosses surrounded by the surrounding bosses made him look back.
"Is it that person? Last night, the blue dragon who defeated Weize one -on -one newly helped the newcomer."
"Yes, it should be him. He is indeed very young."
Because they are not elites, these people stayed behind last night and did not directly witness the battle... Someone said: "It can't be wrong. The scar is proof. I heard..."
"Shh! Talk about this...don't you want to live?!"
"Let's go, don't talk about it anymore, don't look at it."
Amid the discussion, Old Charles tilted his head and stood in a daze. This was the detail he missed last night... The man had gone out, and he recognized that figure.
They had met each other and even had a conversation...
"God! Berwick was almost wiped out on the first night." At this moment, with lingering fear and slight trembling in his heart, old Charles struggled to change his sluggish thoughts.
"He, Lynn, Lynn repeatedly asked me not to kill him, but he defeated Weize one-on-one..."
All hell breaks loose.
There seems to be something that should obviously be thought of, but he can't think of it for a while, let alone sort out the specific logic. Old Charles thought hard.
"Charles? Charles!" a voice rang in his ears.
Old Charles turned his head in horror.
"What are you doing?! Let's go!"
"okay."
Old Charles turned around quickly.
"Wait a moment." Filio's voice came from behind. When everyone stopped or turned around, they looked at him and said, "There is a guy with a big beard and a white beard."
Filion repeated the sentence exactly as he heard it.
His eyes gradually focused on old Charles.
"Is that you? Charles." Filion asked.
"I..." Old Charles hesitated when he started. He was not sure what he should say, what he should say, what he could say.
"Your daughter's name is Lynn? Brown hair..."
Under the attention of everyone, old Charles nodded blankly, feeling a little nervous and uneasy.
"Then," Philio said, "the Berlik regiment will confiscate 50% of its property, temporarily retain the management rights of residence and related properties, and upgrade to a second-level regiment."
After speaking, he turned around without explaining the reason.
"I'm still not used to speaking in front of so many bosses I used to look up to. You have to work hard, Filio." Filio said to himself in his heart.
"……Thanks!"
Confusion, excitement and confusion hit him at the same time, and old Charles slowly thanked him in a panic.
The changes in a few sentences actually change too many things! Including fate...
If it weren't for the fact that his mind still couldn't turn around, he might have a sore nose.
At the scene, a bunch of envious eyes fell on Charles, as if he had won the super big bet at the Central Casino.
There was no criticism. There is no fairness in the City of Injustice. They have long been used to it. Clinging here is a skill.
"Perhaps old Charles has already secretly taken sides?"
"It is possible, but in that case, why is the property still confiscated and only reduced by 10%?"
"No, the change happened after the young man walked in... God, we almost ignored the most important part of Filio's words, Lynne, the daughter of old Charles."
"..."
"Lynn?!" Old Charles certainly thought of it himself.
After finally breaking away from the enthusiastic and friendly crowd, he rushed home.
