Chapter 507
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The dog is not dead, but it should be dying.
In fact, small ornamental dogs like Mengxi do not conform to the natural rules of evolution at all. They are artificially bred purely to meet some people's special hobbies.
People like these little things, dogs, kittens, ponies and elephants. In addition to children, they also hope to have some companion pets that can be spoiled by themselves anytime and anywhere and can be easily carried when they go out.
What they need is not a large hound that can fight wild boars alone. Three or five lions are not afraid to practice together. Even the owner sometimes feels threatened.
Therefore, this kind of small dog viewing dog came into being. With the promotion and hype of businessmen, in the upper class society, if a lady can't lead such a small dog viewing dog with a blood certificate more stringent than the human blood screening mechanism, it must be a fake celebrity.
Since its birth, it has not considered the past. Facing this cruel world and cruel nature, its ribs are not much thicker than chicken bones, but not as hard as bird bones.
Garton's foot made it twitch and vomit blood.
The blood flows out slowly from the dog's mouth and nose. The dog's body twitches, struggles and screams are very harsh. Looking at this lovely little Mr. Simon's original wife, my heart is breaking!
"God, my Mengxi, how can you do this to my Mengxi!" she cried like a dead relative!
You know, when the news of Mr. Simon's death came, she didn't shed a tear. Her mind was full of thinking about how to make a final profit, but now one of her puppies died, she really shed tears.
His son rushed to Garton angrily, but was kicked back by Garton. He looked at the two people coldly, with an especially cold expression, "get out of my house, I don't want to see you again."
Garton did not know that at this time, he was very much like his father, Mr. Simon.
Then he turned and walked towards the house. As he walked, he ordered, "let someone drive them out. If they dare to break in again next time, beat them away!"
In fact, when Garton first heard the news that the mother and son came here, he still had some feelings and other ideas.
These two people are also his relatives, but I didn't expect that when these two people came, they would ask him to give up all his inheritance, and all his good ideas fell to the ground and became debris.
There was no longer any desire in his heart, only indifference, like Mr. Simon's indifference.
Refined and courteous, the two men, who are not welcome here, may have a seizure for Mr. Simon's wife and children if he is not behind him, two of them are shovel helpers.
Mengxi, the little dog in Mrs. Simon's hand, finally stopped breathing in the struggle. Garton kicked and broke his not so hard ribs, which were inserted into his organs.
From its mouth and nose bleeding outward, in fact, it has failed, and the rest is just the last struggle.
Regardless of the blood stains, Mrs. Simon cried loudly with the dog in her arms. Her son held her and glanced back at her half brother who was walking into the house. Her eyes showed a killing opportunity that had never been shown before.
In this foreign land, he suddenly awakened something he had never awakened before.
When he was about to leave the yard, he noticed a tombstone in the yard. He sneered that the natives were natives. He didn't even understand the most basic rules. The deceased shouldn't be buried in the front yard at all.
According to some popular sayings, people often walk back and forth in the front yard, weeding and turfing, which will make the people who sleep forever unable to get a moment of peace, which is the greatest disrespect to their ancestors.
Only the quiet backyard is the resting place for ancestors. People all over the world are doing so. Only the illiterate natives here will bury the dead in the front yard.
Perhaps with hatred and anger in his heart, he kicked on the tombstone like vent.
The soil in the front yard will not be compacted. Sometimes the gardener will deliberately loosen the soil with some small tools to facilitate the management of gardening.
Mr. Simon's son's foot was so heavy that the unstable tombstone fell slowly under his kick.
The housekeeper and the helpers around him were stunned and even forgot to catch up with them to ask for an explanation. Perhaps Mr. Simon's son realized how bad he was. They soon left the yard and sat in the shabby car they rented.
Through the window, Mr. Simon's son stretched out his head, waved his fist and shouted, "we won't let you people go. Wait!"
Seeing the mother and son leave, the housekeeper slowly walked to the tombstone. He picked up the tombstone and didn't care that it was stained with a lot of soil and grass leaves when it fell down. He wiped the things on it carefully with his hands.
For the housekeeper, the "feelings" between him and master Simon are very complex. If master Simon didn't choose him at first, maybe he and his family still live a precarious life.
He was very grateful to master Simon for giving him the opportunity to have a decent job. It was a very, very decent job to be a housekeeper for foreigners in nagariel.
This also allows his family to enjoy a good life, and even his grandson can have the opportunity to receive education, so he has always been very grateful to master Simon.
If not
He sighed, looked at the rearranged tombstone, stayed for a few seconds, and then turned back to the room.
Before going back, he told the helper to take care of the yard these days and don't let anyone in. If someone breaks in, they can beat someone out.
When he returned to the room, Garton was drinking. He seldom drank before, because Simon was not a very fond of drinking. The locals did not form the habit of drinking because of poverty. Except for some social occasions, Garton seldom drank.
But everything changed with Mr. Simon's death. Garton began to drink, not much, but ordinary and frequent. Drinking a little has become his new hobby.
He sat on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand. His face showed some thinking. When he heard the housekeeper's footsteps, he looked up at the housekeeper, "help me contact... Sir."
This... Gentleman is akumali, a cadre around the small provincial leader of Al Shabaab, an impulsive cadre.
Since contacting these people, Garton has gradually adapted to his new identity and done well.
He keenly felt the personality characteristics of each of these people. The cadre was very impulsive and had a strong sense of love and hate. In other words, such people were easy to use. As long as they were given a direction, they could bump into each other.
The housekeeper nodded slightly. "Do you need to contact Mr. akumali?"
It's a good intention for the housekeeper to ask. If he goes beyond the number one person to contact the following cadres, it will always make people feel a little... Inappropriate.
Garton shook his head. "If I contact him, I can't achieve the purpose I want. Do as I say and invite him to dinner."
The housekeeper left to do it, and Garton was still sitting on the sofa thinking. He noticed the dangerous light in his brother's eyes when he left.
He probably knew what the disappointing mother and son would do. They just went to the federal people to help them. I have to say it was really a headache.
The joint development company has begun to show its dominance. Driven by the joint development company, it is said that even Galilee began to appreciate. The strength of this company is too strong and terrible.
Some people may think that such a big company will not pay attention to such a small person as Garton, but the problem is that this is a sensitive period.
The unrest has just ended and foreigners have just gone through a round of cleaning. No matter what the rather strange cleaning against foreigners is, at this time, the news that "natives rob foreigners' heritage and drive away their legal successors" will inevitably cause another uproar once it is spread.
At that time, even if the federal people are not interested in this matter, those local authorities who speculate about the federal people's thoughts will spontaneously stand on the side of the mother and son in order to appease the emotions of foreigners and federal people.
Mr. Simon's death certainly gave Garten a lot of practical power, but it also cut off the last link between Garten and the upper class society. He didn't know the newly appointed mayor, the newly appointed police chief, nor linch or governor delag. Naturally, he couldn't let these people speak for him.
But the mother and son can. Their identity as foreigners is so easy to use at this time. Even if it's earlier or later, Garton doesn't worry about what will happen, but now, he's too sensitive.
He didn't want to do this. He glanced at the shelf for some souvenirs, one of which was a group photo of him and Mr. Simon.
Mr. Simon's arrogant face was full of impatience, while he was cautious and showed a rare happy smile.
At that time, he certainly didn't know that what he inherited in the end was his son, who he didn't like or even admit!
He picked up the glass, drank the wine in it, and his eyes were especially firm.
"I will prove that I am the most suitable one!"
A little later,... The unnamed youth party cadre came to Jiadun's home with two little brothers.
In fact, Garton doesn't like these al Shabab people. It's more appropriate to say that they are hooligans sometimes. He knows very well... Bringing two people here is not for security or other purposes, but just to show off his relationship with himself in front of them and bring them to a meal.
Garton's face showed no dissatisfaction and unhappiness. He welcomed the three people into the room with a smile
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The dog is not dead, but it should be dying.
In fact, small ornamental dogs like Mengxi do not conform to the natural rules of evolution at all. They are artificially bred purely to meet some people's special hobbies.
People like these little things, dogs, kittens, ponies and elephants. In addition to children, they also hope to have some companion pets that can be spoiled by themselves anytime and anywhere and can be easily carried when they go out.
What they need is not a large hound that can fight wild boars alone. Three or five lions are not afraid to practice together. Even the owner sometimes feels threatened.
Therefore, this kind of small dog viewing dog came into being. With the promotion and hype of businessmen, in the upper class society, if a lady can't lead such a small dog viewing dog with a blood certificate more stringent than the human blood screening mechanism, it must be a fake celebrity.
Since its birth, it has not considered the past. Facing this cruel world and cruel nature, its ribs are not much thicker than chicken bones, but not as hard as bird bones.
Garton's foot made it twitch and vomit blood.
The blood flows out slowly from the dog's mouth and nose. The dog's body twitches, struggles and screams are very harsh. Looking at this lovely little Mr. Simon's original wife, my heart is breaking!
"God, my Mengxi, how can you do this to my Mengxi!" she cried like a dead relative!
You know, when the news of Mr. Simon's death came, she didn't shed a tear. Her mind was full of thinking about how to make a final profit, but now one of her puppies died, she really shed tears.
His son rushed to Garton angrily, but was kicked back by Garton. He looked at the two people coldly, with an especially cold expression, "get out of my house, I don't want to see you again."
Garton did not know that at this time, he was very much like his father, Mr. Simon.
Then he turned and walked towards the house. As he walked, he ordered, "let someone drive them out. If they dare to break in again next time, beat them away!"
In fact, when Garton first heard the news that the mother and son came here, he still had some feelings and other ideas.
These two people are also his relatives, but I didn't expect that when these two people came, they would ask him to give up all his inheritance, and all his good ideas fell to the ground and became debris.
There was no longer any desire in his heart, only indifference, like Mr. Simon's indifference.
Refined and courteous, the two men, who are not welcome here, may have a seizure for Mr. Simon's wife and children if he is not behind him, two of them are shovel helpers.
Mengxi, the little dog in Mrs. Simon's hand, finally stopped breathing in the struggle. Garton kicked and broke his not so hard ribs, which were inserted into his organs.
From its mouth and nose bleeding outward, in fact, it has failed, and the rest is just the last struggle.
Regardless of the blood stains, Mrs. Simon cried loudly with the dog in her arms. Her son held her and glanced back at her half brother who was walking into the house. Her eyes showed a killing opportunity that had never been shown before.
In this foreign land, he suddenly awakened something he had never awakened before.
When he was about to leave the yard, he noticed a tombstone in the yard. He sneered that the natives were natives. He didn't even understand the most basic rules. The deceased shouldn't be buried in the front yard at all.
According to some popular sayings, people often walk back and forth in the front yard, weeding and turfing, which will make the people who sleep forever unable to get a moment of peace, which is the greatest disrespect to their ancestors.
Only the quiet backyard is the resting place for ancestors. People all over the world are doing so. Only the illiterate natives here will bury the dead in the front yard.
Perhaps with hatred and anger in his heart, he kicked on the tombstone like vent.
The soil in the front yard will not be compacted. Sometimes the gardener will deliberately loosen the soil with some small tools to facilitate the management of gardening.
Mr. Simon's son's foot was so heavy that the unstable tombstone fell slowly under his kick.
The housekeeper and the helpers around him were stunned and even forgot to catch up with them to ask for an explanation. Perhaps Mr. Simon's son realized how bad he was. They soon left the yard and sat in the shabby car they rented.
Through the window, Mr. Simon's son stretched out his head, waved his fist and shouted, "we won't let you people go. Wait!"
Seeing the mother and son leave, the housekeeper slowly walked to the tombstone. He picked up the tombstone and didn't care that it was stained with a lot of soil and grass leaves when it fell down. He wiped the things on it carefully with his hands.
For the housekeeper, the "feelings" between him and master Simon are very complex. If master Simon didn't choose him at first, maybe he and his family still live a precarious life.
He was very grateful to master Simon for giving him the opportunity to have a decent job. It was a very, very decent job to be a housekeeper for foreigners in nagariel.
This also allows his family to enjoy a good life, and even his grandson can have the opportunity to receive education, so he has always been very grateful to master Simon.
If not
He sighed, looked at the rearranged tombstone, stayed for a few seconds, and then turned back to the room.
Before going back, he told the helper to take care of the yard these days and don't let anyone in. If someone breaks in, they can beat someone out.
When he returned to the room, Garton was drinking. He seldom drank before, because Simon was not a very fond of drinking. The locals did not form the habit of drinking because of poverty. Except for some social occasions, Garton seldom drank.
But everything changed with Mr. Simon's death. Garton began to drink, not much, but ordinary and frequent. Drinking a little has become his new hobby.
He sat on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand. His face showed some thinking. When he heard the housekeeper's footsteps, he looked up at the housekeeper, "help me contact... Sir."
This... Gentleman is akumali, a cadre around the small provincial leader of Al Shabaab, an impulsive cadre.
Since contacting these people, Garton has gradually adapted to his new identity and done well.
He keenly felt the personality characteristics of each of these people. The cadre was very impulsive and had a strong sense of love and hate. In other words, such people were easy to use. As long as they were given a direction, they could bump into each other.
The housekeeper nodded slightly. "Do you need to contact Mr. akumali?"
It's a good intention for the housekeeper to ask. If he goes beyond the number one person to contact the following cadres, it will always make people feel a little... Inappropriate.
Garton shook his head. "If I contact him, I can't achieve the purpose I want. Do as I say and invite him to dinner."
The housekeeper left to do it, and Garton was still sitting on the sofa thinking. He noticed the dangerous light in his brother's eyes when he left.
He probably knew what the disappointing mother and son would do. They just went to the federal people to help them. I have to say it was really a headache.
The joint development company has begun to show its dominance. Driven by the joint development company, it is said that even Galilee began to appreciate. The strength of this company is too strong and terrible.
Some people may think that such a big company will not pay attention to such a small person as Garton, but the problem is that this is a sensitive period.
The unrest has just ended and foreigners have just gone through a round of cleaning. No matter what the rather strange cleaning against foreigners is, at this time, the news that "natives rob foreigners' heritage and drive away their legal successors" will inevitably cause another uproar once it is spread.
At that time, even if the federal people are not interested in this matter, those local authorities who speculate about the federal people's thoughts will spontaneously stand on the side of the mother and son in order to appease the emotions of foreigners and federal people.
Mr. Simon's death certainly gave Garten a lot of practical power, but it also cut off the last link between Garten and the upper class society. He didn't know the newly appointed mayor, the newly appointed police chief, nor linch or governor delag. Naturally, he couldn't let these people speak for him.
But the mother and son can. Their identity as foreigners is so easy to use at this time. Even if it's earlier or later, Garton doesn't worry about what will happen, but now, he's too sensitive.
He didn't want to do this. He glanced at the shelf for some souvenirs, one of which was a group photo of him and Mr. Simon.
Mr. Simon's arrogant face was full of impatience, while he was cautious and showed a rare happy smile.
At that time, he certainly didn't know that what he inherited in the end was his son, who he didn't like or even admit!
He picked up the glass, drank the wine in it, and his eyes were especially firm.
"I will prove that I am the most suitable one!"
A little later,... The unnamed youth party cadre came to Jiadun's home with two little brothers.
In fact, Garton doesn't like these al Shabab people. It's more appropriate to say that they are hooligans sometimes. He knows very well... Bringing two people here is not for security or other purposes, but just to show off his relationship with himself in front of them and bring them to a meal.
Garton's face showed no dissatisfaction and unhappiness. He welcomed the three people into the room with a smile
The dog is not dead, but it should be dying.In fact, small ornamental dogs like Mengxi do not conform to the natural rules of evolution at all. They are artificially bred purely to meet some people's special hobbies.People like these little things, dogs, kittens, ponies and elephants. In addition to children, they also hope to have some companion pets that can be spoiled by themselves anytime and anywhere and can be easily carried when they go out.What they need is not a large hound that can fight wild boars alone. Three or five lions are not afraid to practice together. Even the owner sometimes feels threatened.Therefore, this kind of small dog viewing dog came into being. With the promotion and hype of businessmen, in the upper class society, if a lady can't lead such a small dog viewing dog with a blood certificate more stringent than the human blood screening mechanism, it must be a fake celebrity.Since its birth, it has not considered the past. Facing this cruel world and cruel nature, its ribs are not much thicker than chicken bones, but not as hard as bird bones.Garton's foot made it twitch and vomit blood.The blood flows out slowly from the dog's mouth and nose. The dog's body twitches, struggles and screams are very harsh. Looking at this lovely little Mr. Simon's original wife, my heart is breaking!"God, my Mengxi, how can you do this to my Mengxi!" she cried like a dead relative!You know, when the news of Mr. Simon's death came, she didn't shed a tear. Her mind was full of thinking about how to make a final profit, but now one of her puppies died, she really shed tears.His son rushed to Garton angrily, but was kicked back by Garton. He looked at the two people coldly, with an especially cold expression, "get out of my house, I don't want to see you again."Garton did not know that at this time, he was very much like his father, Mr. Simon.Then he turned and walked towards the house. As he walked, he ordered, "let someone drive them out. If they dare to break in again next time, beat them away!"In fact, when Garton first heard the news that the mother and son came here, he still had some feelings and other ideas.These two people are also his relatives, but I didn't expect that when these two people came, they would ask him to give up all his inheritance, and all his good ideas fell to the ground and became debris.There was no longer any desire in his heart, only indifference, like Mr. Simon's indifference.Refined and courteous, the two men, who are not welcome here, may have a seizure for Mr. Simon's wife and children if he is not behind him, two of them are shovel helpers.Mengxi, the little dog in Mrs. Simon's hand, finally stopped breathing in the struggle. Garton kicked and broke his not so hard ribs, which were inserted into his organs.From its mouth and nose bleeding outward, in fact, it has failed, and the rest is just the last struggle.Regardless of the blood stains, Mrs. Simon cried loudly with the dog in her arms. Her son held her and glanced back at her half brother who was walking into the house. Her eyes showed a killing opportunity that had never been shown before.In this foreign land, he suddenly awakened something he had never awakened before.When he was about to leave the yard, he noticed a tombstone in the yard. He sneered that the natives were natives. He didn't even understand the most basic rules. The deceased shouldn't be buried in the front yard at all.According to some popular sayings, people often walk back and forth in the front yard, weeding and turfing, which will make the people who sleep forever unable to get a moment of peace, which is the greatest disrespect to their ancestors.Only the quiet backyard is the resting place for ancestors. People all over the world are doing so. Only the illiterate natives here will bury the dead in the front yard.Perhaps with hatred and anger in his heart, he kicked on the tombstone like vent.The soil in the front yard will not be compacted. Sometimes the gardener will deliberately loosen the soil with some small tools to facilitate the management of gardening.Mr. Simon's son's foot was so heavy that the unstable tombstone fell slowly under his kick.The housekeeper and the helpers around him were stunned and even forgot to catch up with them to ask for an explanation. Perhaps Mr. Simon's son realized how bad he was. They soon left the yard and sat in the shabby car they rented.Through the window, Mr. Simon's son stretched out his head, waved his fist and shouted, "we won't let you people go. Wait!"Seeing the mother and son leave, the housekeeper slowly walked to the tombstone. He picked up the tombstone and didn't care that it was stained with a lot of soil and grass leaves when it fell down. He wiped the things on it carefully with his hands.For the housekeeper, the "feelings" between him and master Simon are very complex. If master Simon didn't choose him at first, maybe he and his family still live a precarious life.He was very grateful to master Simon for giving him the opportunity to have a decent job. It was a very, very decent job to be a housekeeper for foreigners in nagariel.This also allows his family to enjoy a good life, and even his grandson can have the opportunity to receive education, so he has always been very grateful to master Simon.If notHe sighed, looked at the rearranged tombstone, stayed for a few seconds, and then turned back to the room.Before going back, he told the helper to take care of the yard these days and don't let anyone in. If someone breaks in, they can beat someone out.When he returned to the room, Garton was drinking. He seldom drank before, because Simon was not a very fond of drinking. The locals did not form the habit of drinking because of poverty. Except for some social occasions, Garton seldom drank.But everything changed with Mr. Simon's death. Garton began to drink, not much, but ordinary and frequent. Drinking a little has become his new hobby.He sat on the sofa with a wine glass in his hand. His face showed some thinking. When he heard the housekeeper's footsteps, he looked up at the housekeeper, "help me contact... Sir."This... Gentleman is akumali, a cadre around the small provincial leader of Al Shabaab, an impulsive cadre.Since contacting these people, Garton has gradually adapted to his new identity and done well.He keenly felt the personality characteristics of each of these people. The cadre was very impulsive and had a strong sense of love and hate. In other words, such people were easy to use. As long as they were given a direction, they could bump into each other.The housekeeper nodded slightly. "Do you need to contact Mr. akumali?"It's a good intention for the housekeeper to ask. If he goes beyond the number one person to contact the following cadres, it will always make people feel a little... Inappropriate.Garton shook his head. "If I contact him, I can't achieve the purpose I want. Do as I say and invite him to dinner."The housekeeper left to do it, and Garton was still sitting on the sofa thinking. He noticed the dangerous light in his brother's eyes when he left.He probably knew what the disappointing mother and son would do. They just went to the federal people to help them. I have to say it was really a headache.The joint development company has begun to show its dominance. Driven by the joint development company, it is said that even Galilee began to appreciate. The strength of this company is too strong and terrible.Some people may think that such a big company will not pay attention to such a small person as Garton, but the problem is that this is a sensitive period.The unrest has just ended and foreigners have just gone through a round of cleaning. No matter what the rather strange cleaning against foreigners is, at this time, the news that "natives rob foreigners' heritage and drive away their legal successors" will inevitably cause another uproar once it is spread.At that time, even if the federal people are not interested in this matter, those local authorities who speculate about the federal people's thoughts will spontaneously stand on the side of the mother and son in order to appease the emotions of foreigners and federal people.Mr. Simon's death certainly gave Garten a lot of practical power, but it also cut off the last link between Garten and the upper class society. He didn't know the newly appointed mayor, the newly appointed police chief, nor linch or governor delag. Naturally, he couldn't let these people speak for him.But the mother and son can. Their identity as foreigners is so easy to use at this time. Even if it's earlier or later, Garton doesn't worry about what will happen, but now, he's too sensitive.He didn't want to do this. He glanced at the shelf for some souvenirs, one of which was a group photo of him and Mr. Simon.Mr. Simon's arrogant face was full of impatience, while he was cautious and showed a rare happy smile.At that time, he certainly didn't know that what he inherited in the end was his son, who he didn't like or even admit!He picked up the glass, drank the wine in it, and his eyes were especially firm."I will prove that I am the most suitable one!"A little later,... The unnamed youth party cadre came to Jiadun's home with two little brothers.In fact, Garton doesn't like these al Shabab people. It's more appropriate to say that they are hooligans sometimes. He knows very well... Bringing two people here is not for security or other purposes, but just to show off his relationship with himself in front of them and bring them to a meal.Garton's face showed no dissatisfaction and unhappiness. He welcomed the three people into the room with a smile
