Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

Seeing Nietzsche walking towards the villa, Carlo hurriedly said:

"Hey, there are drug dealers living there! Those people have guns in their hands, it's very dangerous..."

The little villa doesn't really look like much from the outside, but it's beautifully decorated, with white walls covered with green vine-like plants.

Of course, even so, in Nietzsche's eyes, this small villa is still not very satisfactory, and even those green and bright plants lying on the walls make Nietzsche very disgusted.

Nietzsche hated all plants, as long as they were alive and grew by the rays of the sun, he didn't like them.

But for the local living standard, in comparison, facing all the bungalows and shabby dilapidated small buildings around, this corner villa is really very fashionable and conspicuous, and it can even be called a famous place in the local area. luxury.

No matter where he went, Nietzsche would never wrong himself. How could he tolerate himself living in rows of low houses.

Moreover, according to Eddie's prior knowledge, this small villa has changed owners several times in just two years.

Several gangsters lived in it one after another. They didn't need to communicate in advance, trade money, or consider moral and ethical issues. They just rushed into the villa and killed the people living in it to get the ownership of the villa.

Now this drug dealer is the longest local drug cartel that has stayed in this villa so far, and it is also the most vicious drug cartel so far. It mainly monopolizes all drug transactions in this block, and they hold There are a large number of guns, which is indeed a big advantage for the local underworld gangs.

Although Carlo and them do not interfere with each other and perform their own duties, even Ivy, who has always been cruel by nature, will not easily provoke them.

We all know this is a violent neighborhood.

Dark, corrupt and disorderly.

Nietzsche liked this kind of place best.

Hearing what Carlo said, Nietzsche walked straight towards the villa without even turning his head.

Lili turned her head, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled contemptuously at Carlo, and then several people behind Nietzsche quickly surrounded Nietzsche and stood in front of the villa.

"Lili. You go."

Nietzsche waved his hand, looking blankly at the door of the villa that was not closed, and the loud voices of men coming from inside.

The door of the villa was ajar, and it was obvious that someone just entered it just now. Eddie had already checked everything out before. During this period of time, the drug dealers are likely to be dealing in drugs.

Lili nodded, and the man in suit and leather shoes standing behind Nietzsche on the left took out a submachine gun from his black bag and handed it to Lili.

Lili walked to the door with the gun in her arms, kicked the door open, and then steadied the gun and fired rapidly at the inside.

"Bang bang bang bang——!!!"

Because the drug dealers in the room happened to be doing a drug deal, all five people gathered in the hall. After a burst of unscrupulous and deafening gunshots, those drug dealers who had never expected this to happen all died one after another. in the hall.Lying on the carpet in a bloody mess, the carpet under him was dyed red.There were also white brains sprayed out, which looked more or less disgusting.

Lili smiled and put down the gun in her hand, walked back to the door, stood beside Nietzsche, scanned the hall, and made sure that there was no one in it, and then said to Nietzsche: "Everyone dies!" Yes, Monsieur Nietzsche."

Nietzsche nodded, and walked towards the hall with his hands in his suit pockets. Lili followed Nietzsche closely with a gun in his hand, and his eyes wandered around Nietzsche.

Nietzsche avoided the blood spattered by the drug dealers' bodies just now, stood in the center of the hall, among the corpses lying on the ground, and walked to the coffee table.

Looking at the drugs scattered on the coffee table, Nietzsche stretched out his fingers, picked up a pack of loose white cocaine powder in his hand, and smiled silently with his lips parted: "What a good place."

Eddie walked to Nietzsche's side. This was the first time he saw Nietzsche smiling in these days. Although the smiling face was really weird, at least Nietzsche really smiled.

"Mr. Nietzsche, look, do we live here now?"

No matter what happens, Eddie will follow Nietzsche's side with all his heart.

Nietzsche nodded, turned his head to look at the furnishings and arrangements in the hall, glanced around, and stopped on the green broad-leaved plant bonsai in the hall, then frowned and said displeasedly: " Get rid of all living things."

Eddie has been with Nietzsche for so many years, of course he knows what Nietzsche's words mean, so he nodded quickly and started to let his subordinates start to clean up.

"Hey, Carlo, what do you think is going to happen, it seems that the white man really went in."

After Nietzsche led Lili and the others towards the old villa of the drug dealer, Ivy took Carlo and sat down on the steps at the corner of the street. The two of them squatted there with a cigarette in each hand, Chatting together, it seems that there is no intention of leaving at all, and Carlo's eyes have been staying on the villa.

Carlo blinked, took a puff of his cigarette with his head down, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I don't know, but the people who live there are really powerful..."

Before Carlo finished speaking, there was a piercing sound of gunshots in the villa. Carlo stood up quickly, and was about to walk towards the villa with a gun.

"What?!"

Seeing Carlo standing up, Ai Wei hurriedly reached out and grabbed Carlo, and when he looked up, he saw the nervous and anxious expression on Carlo's face, and Ai Wei smiled and said: "Why, what makes our Prince Carlo so nervous and excited?" Woolen cloth?"

Carlo slammed Ivy's hand away, and said with an unhappy expression:

"Let me go, I have to help him."

Ai Wei quickly stood up and stopped in front of Carlo, and said with a serious expression: "Carlo, don't forget, we are inseparable from the drug dealers who live there, you'd better not go there Make trouble for yourself. Besides, what's so good about that man just now, he doesn't look like a good person at first glance, doesn't he just have a good-looking face? Did you care so much about me? Didn't you provoke him just now? ?”

Carlo snorted:

"He is not a good person, we are good people, and besides, I just like this type!"

As soon as Carlo finished speaking, the door of the villa was pushed open from the inside. Carlo quickly turned his head and saw those men in suits and leather shoes dragging the bloody corpses out of the room one by one. Throwing it down on the main street, pedestrians on the road are used to automatically detour.

"Fuck, those drug dealers have been killed."

Ivy said in amazement:

"That man is really ruthless."

Carlo smiled and lit a cigarette in his mouth, then turned to look at Ivy and said, "Ivy, I think this is fate."

"He must be the one for me."

Ivy looked at Carlo speechlessly, put his arms around Carlo's neck and said:

"Brother, we grew up together. I don't blame you for liking men, but you can't touch this man. He is not easy to mess with at first glance. With his appearance, there must be countless boys who have played with him before. .”

Carlo shook his head, raised his eyebrows and said:

"Every man is like this. You can't ask a man to keep his body like a jade. But after meeting me, this beautiful woman will definitely take care of her."

"Hmph," Ivy snorted coldly,

"Every man who meets him must think so, but he is not here alone now, don't you think it's strange."

"That's because he didn't meet me before."

Carlo said confidently, tilting his head up slightly, and then said with reddened cheeks: "Let me tell you, the reason why he asked me to go to him at night must be because he also thinks I'm good."

Ivy looked at Carlo helplessly, smiled and reached out to rub Carlo's hair.

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After Nietzsche and the others moved in, Lily spent a day looking for someone to dispose of all the landscape plants and fish tanks in the villa, and then removed all the vine-shaped green plants growing on the walls outside the villa. The villa was cleaned up.

They also paid housekeeping staff to clean the villa's rooms inside and out, replacing and throwing away everything that had been used by other drug dealers before.

"Mr. Nietzsche, everything is ready."

Eddie stood in front of the study and knocked lightly on the door. While they were tidying up the villa, Nietzsche went to the study and sat down.

"Okay, I know."

When Eddie entered the door, Nietzsche was standing by the window, the curtains were not opened, and the light in the room was turned on. Nietzsche was holding a blue-covered "Old Testament" in his hand, and turned to look at Eddie: "Everyone says this is hell."

"I will create hell of bliss."

Eddie blinked, and couldn't help asking in doubt:

"There will also be bliss in hell?"

Nietzsche's thoughts Eddie has never really understood. Among the many people who have been with Nietzsche, Eddie is actually the dullest one. Xia Zuo was killed by this method.

In the past, Eddie didn't quite know what Nietzsche was talking about and what he was thinking. After Nietzsche was imprisoned by Han Sen for a period of time, Eddie didn't understand what Nietzsche was thinking. What.

Moreover, Eddie feels more or less now that Nietzsche seems to be different from before.

But where is the difference, Eddie really doesn't understand, and can't figure it out, it can only be said to be a feeling.

Nietzsche put down the Bible in his hand, smiled silently, and stroked the cover of the Bible a few times with his slender fingers, with a contemptuous expression: "The so-called bliss in heaven is all fabricated to deceive people."

"What is the difference between hell and heaven?"

"Whether it is bliss or not depends on who is in it."

Eddie nodded incomprehensibly, and said very obediently:

"Okay, we'll do what you say."

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Although Nietzsche's current living conditions are relatively backward, and material and various resources are relatively scarce, but the town here is not without entertainment.

For example, there is an entertainment club called Blue Ocean in the local area. Although the place is large, it is not very gorgeous. It looks very simple in the eyes of outsiders, but in the eyes of locals, this entertainment club is already very luxurious. .

After Carlo and Ivy finished dinner at the place where they lived, they walked towards the blue ocean.

When entering the door, there was a burst of dazzling music, and everyone was dancing on the big dance floor. Most of them were young people, and they were mainly black youths and Jewish youths with exaggerated attire.

"Carol, do you want to go to the bar for a drink?"

Ivy turned to look at Carlo.

Carlo nodded.

"Okay, let's go together."

"follow me."

Ivy put his arm around Carlo, and the two walked through the crowd towards the bar.

"Hey, why are you dressed so nicely today?"

Ivy looked at Carlo with a smile.

Carlo is wearing a pastel pink short-sleeved shirt and a pair of slim-fit jeans today. It looks sunny and beautiful, but there is a faint taste of coquettishness. It's hard to say that feeling, but you can feel it.

In fact, Carlo has been good-looking since he was a child. He has light red hair and black eyes. He is of mixed race from many countries, but he is mainly Jewish, so his face is deep and his appearance can only be described as natural beauty.

The little hooligans they hang out with call him "Prince Carlo."

Carlo smiled, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and then took advantage of the not-so-bright light of the entertainment club to keep looking at his hairstyle on the screen, and murmured while brushing his hair Said: "Actually, I don't think my hairstyle is done well tonight. It might be better if I blow it with a hair dryer a few times after washing my hair..."

Hearing what Carlo said, Ivy shrugged indifferently, reached out to pick up the wine bottle on the bar in front of him, raised his head and took a sip of beer, then looked at Carlo's hairstyle and overall attire and said, "If he really likes You don’t care about anything. He is already so good-looking, so he still cares about what you look like? In fact, that kind of real beauty doesn’t care about other people’s looks. "

To be honest, Ivy felt that Nietzsche's appearance was so beautiful that he couldn't pick it up, and it was so beautiful that he couldn't describe it. It was unbelievable for a man to have such a face, but now this is a living fact.

Ai Wei also felt inexplicably that such a man who surpassed the appearance of most people should not care about the appearance of his bed partner, right?

In fact, he was wrong. Nietzsche was very picky about the appearance of his bed partner. He looked ordinary, and it was impossible for him to take a casual boy to bed.

And among the boys here, Carlo is indeed one of the best in appearance.

Carlo put down the mobile phone in his hand, put it in his pocket, and looked at Ivy suspiciously: "How did you come to such a conclusion?"

Ai Wei hummed:

"It's just a random guess on my part."

"This is actually unreasonable. The more beautiful a person is, the more picky he should be about the appearance of his other half."

Carlo retorted.

Ivy smiled:

"At least what I said is that he is a great beauty, isn't that right?"

Carlo immediately jumped up and said excitedly:

"He's really beautiful, isn't he?!"

Ivy nodded.

"Come find me tonight."

Thinking of what Nietzsche said before, Carlo couldn't help but blush in the dark, because he knew that something else was very likely to happen tonight. Thinking of being hugged by such a body, Carlo I couldn't help but trembled all over.

"Tell me, will he like me?"

Carlo raised his eyes and looked straight at Ivy.

Ivy said harshly:

"That man feels very cold-blooded. I think the possibility of that man liking someone is very small, but the possibility of being interested in your body is very high!"

Carlo snorted coldly, and pushed Ivy's outstretched arm.

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After quarreling with Ivy in the blue ocean for a while, after drinking some wine to strengthen his courage, Carlo walked to the street alone, standing in the deserted street at night, Carlo put his hands in his pockets, and looked straight He looked towards the villa that Nietzsche had walked into before.

Unlike what I saw during the day before, the villa now seems to have a new look. The vine-like plants that climbed on the walls before have disappeared, and the steps and doors in front of the villa have also been cleaned, which is very refreshing. .

It seems that he is really a demanding person.

Carlo thought silently in his heart that Nietzsche must be very picky.

Looking at the lights on in the large bedroom on the second floor of the villa and the curtains that were lowered, Carlo walked towards the villa on the other side of the street.

Carlo walked to the front of the villa and knocked on the door. After knocking a few times, Lili, who was dressed as a maid, came and opened the door for Carlo.

"You're Carlo, aren't you?"

Lili smiled charmingly at Carlo, then turned around and let Carlo walk in.

Carlo nodded, stuck his head in, and saw the luxurious furnishings inside, which were completely different from the previous ones.

It seemed that these were all completed in one day, and Carlo began to admire Nietzsche and his subordinates' execution ability secretly.

"Yes, I'm Carlo."

Carlo nodded.

"Okay, come with me, I'll lead you to the second floor, Mr. Nietzsche is in the bedroom now, he just finished taking a shower."

Lili raised her eyebrows at Carlo, then reached out her hand to signal Carlo to go up to the second floor with her.

"Nietzsche?"

Carlo looked at Lili suspiciously.

Lili nodded,

"Yes, the handsome man you saw is my master, and his name is Nietzsche Lutheran."

"Nietzsche... Lutheran."

Carlo read the name in a low voice, and then followed Lili into the villa.

The two walked upstairs in silence.

Carlo held his hands together nervously. Every time he took a step, and every time he approached Nietzsche's room, Carlo's breathing began to become rapid, and his forehead was even covered with a thin layer of sweat.

When she reached the entrance of the stairs, Lili suddenly turned her head, looked straight at Carlo, and said charmingly, "By the way, Mr. Nietzsche is only interested in male bodies, you should know that, right?"

Carlo didn't expect Lili to be so straightforward, and suddenly blushed.

Lili looked at the boy's pretty face and continued:

"My master only does 1, so you have to be prepared."

Carlo lowered his head and said:

"A noble man like Mr. Nietzsche, of course he only does one..."

Lili smiled silently.

She suddenly remembered how her most noble and elegant master, Nietzsche Lutheran, was imprisoned by Han Sen when he was in Rome, Italy, how his legs were weak.

This idea does not contain any critical meaning, because it is indeed an objective fact, but this does not affect Lili's loyalty to him.

"Okay, let's go quickly."

Lili waved her hand and led Carlo to Nietzsche's bedroom.