Cosma Empire

Those who were not born in that era could never understand the great prestige of Mr. Cosma in that era. He was like a Legendary, tearing the darkness and ushered in the light of the first line. Even in the new party, some people still remember Mr. Cosma. If the emperor and the nobility ruled the day, then Mr. Cosma ruled the night.

A huge gunshot sounded, and the first of the three new cars, swaying and losing control, slammed into the street, and in the collision between the tire and the road, the car flew out. A large amount of water vapor appeared again in the canopy, and the thick man wiped the lens and completely fell from the canopy. The first two can be said to be unexpected, but after the third shot, the other party will find the door, he has to transfer a place.

While constantly blaming the old man, thinking about how to modify the weapon that is said to be a prince, he hid in the bush not far away, half-squatting on the ground, raised the shotgun in his hand, and triggered again. trigger.

A guy who climbed out of the car was smashed by him, and the horrible scene made these people fear. Obviously there are only two people in the other party, but they can’t do anything. This kind of shame makes them fear, but also gives birth to a kind of unwillingness to accept the loss – maybe, if they do not hide behind the car body to shoot.

Mr. Cosma is not like a person in his fifties. Whenever he leaves a place, he will be covered by bullets in the next two or three seconds, but these bullets can’t always catch Mr. Xmas. He was like a gentleman at night, and he danced gorgeously on the street alone. Every shot was a drumstick for him. The xiuxiu sound of the bullet was the track.

In less than five minutes, the last drum stop, a raider hiding behind the car body lie down softly, he touched the blood leaking from the chest, and his eyes flashed a puzzle. The small hole in the door reflects the silhouette of Mr. Cosma’s “Great Shore”. He stood on the road, completely motionless, beckoning against the bushes.

The honest young people ran over and scratched their heads. “Sir, what are we going to do next?”

Mr. Cosma raised his head slightly. “Help me to evacuate. I seem to be swaying.”

The gunshots at night alerted many people. The Ordo police chief was awakened by the phone ringing in the middle of the night. He casually put on a coat and took the police to the scene. At this time, many police officers have protected the scene and watched a dozen bodies on the street. He has a headache. This may be the most vicious case of the year. The key is that neither side of the case has any hidden thoughts.

Ordo, the capital of Cannes Province, is not really as full of harmony and tranquility as people have seen. The people outside the line of sight have the same killing and rushing, but those people are very rational, they put these places away from the city. Everyone knows that the governor is a very serious guy. He does not allow things that affect the image of the city to occur within the city.

If it happens, then I am sorry, no matter who is behind these forces, he will be uprooted.

But this time, it is really a major event.

The police were busy searching for information on the dead bodies after the fire. Only after the deceased was identified could another group of people who had been fired be found more effectively.

Just as they were busy with the city to control the photos of these deceased, Mr. Cosma had already taken the car back to Purple Alfalfa Town.

What people seem to have overlooked, such as doctors who have begun to receive treatment in hospitals but are not willing to “wake up”. For example, it seems to be sleeping, but it is actually a woman who is kicked to a coma.

No matter how long the case is going to be noisy, the participants are already far away, and they may be able to find clues, but it will not help.

Two days later, Mr. Cosma, who returned to the town, returned to his home with the help of a handsome young man. Mrs. Cosma flashed a stunned face and immediately pushed away the young man, personally supported Mr. Cosma, and checked his injuries. . I couldn’t find it for a long time. She looked at him. He looked away. He came over for a while, and he said with ugly face: “The waist is flashing.”

Mrs. Cosma sighed in relief, only to notice that Mr. Cosma had another hand carrying a basket, which was covered with a layer of light blue cotton, which seemed to be shaking slightly. Her face suddenly showed a happy color, regardless of Mr. Cosma’s old waist, grabbed the basket from his hand, opened the cotton cloth, and the whole person was about to melt.

“Is this Mr. Little Cosma?” She opened the thick quilt, saw what she wanted to see, covered the cotton with satisfaction, and the wind was strong outside. She yelled at the children and asked them to bring Mr. Cosma back home.

In the evening, the baby girl had already left the hungry Mr. Little Cosma for a while and then left. Mr. Cosma sat in a rocking chair, staring at his beloved pipe and looking at the shining stars in the sky, what he was thinking.

For a long time, he said slowly: “These people are a little familiar with me, I am going to investigate them.”

“Do you know one of them?” Mrs. Cosma was a little surprised, and he told her about things outside, so she thought that among them, people like people face each other.

Mr. Cosma shook his head. “No, it’s their eyes, just like that.”

Just when Mr. Cosma suspected that the instigator behind the group was his old friend, his old friend had the same headache.

On the day of the hospital, Mr. Cosma did not know that there was more than one person watching the battle farther away.

“You mean someone has two weird pistols in their hands, and a hidden sniper uses a shotgun that can explode a lot of water vapor, isn’t it?”

The monitors at the time were nodded, “Yes, the pistols in the hands of their main combatants look very gorgeous, like decorations more than weapons.”

Mennon pointed to the door and let the guy leave. He leaned back on the chair and his brain hurt. When he knew that Alisa was pregnant, he immediately realized that it was a great opportunity to catch Durin’s little lover and his child, perhaps he was closer to the gold. He didn’t think that the first people he sent were inexplicable and there was no response. Then he sent an elite executive team in the party to deal with it.

The feedback at the time was that someone was also eyeing Alisa.

This is not an unacceptable thing. Mennon thinks that since she can monitor the relationship between her and Durin by monitoring Alisa, then those who have never met can find it. Since everyone has discovered this secret, then the next step is to see who is more effective. He doesn’t want to alarm the other side, and don’t clash, and wait for the day that Alisa produces.

In time, if one accidentally killed one, at least one more, this is double insurance.

But he didn’t think… He put his hands on his face, and it was troublesome.

According to these people’s descriptions, it is obvious that Mr. Cosma and Layton’s bastard, perhaps not Layton himself, can definitely be related to Layton.

Mr. Cosma’s double gun is from a hereditary Marquis collection. It is an absolute handed down craft. It goes beyond the length of the ordinary pistol to make the opponent’s gun have a longer range and higher explosive power. It has always been Mr. Cosma’s favorite. arms. And the long spear that would explode huge water vapor should be the shotgun of the Duke of Willy at the time.

He wants to swear, he has carefully avoided the guy of Mr. Cosma, why is there a connection in this matter, who the damn Alisa is, and what the damn Durin has to do with Mr. Cosma, they two Who is Mr. Cosma’s family, or relatives? Why didn’t the group of bastards investigate and tell themselves?

Mennon recalls the “framework” that once made the nobility shudder. Whenever the black envelope appears, it means someone is leaving this world. He immediately sat up and summoned his steward. “I will immediately write a letter to Mr. Cosma, tell him the reason for this, tell him that this is our unintentional loss, we will not be chasing this article. Line up, ask for his forgiveness.”

At the thought of Mr. Cosma’s ability to kill the enemy as he did in the past, Mennon felt like a bang in the blink of an eye. What is this? !

In fact, everyone who knows Mr. Cosma knows that Mr. Cosma is a human being, but in the dark and long years before the dawn, Mr. Cosma used his and everyone’s heads to write his own myth. No one who had received the “stacking” had ever survived. No matter whether it was the Duke or the ordinary to a baron, he could not escape the chase of Mr. Cosma.

He was hurt, and more than once, the most serious one he almost died. But he came over and the head of the nobility was placed in the gorgeous gold plate. It seems that in everyone’s impression, Mr. Cosma is invincible, he may be injured, but he will never die, even the god of death fears Mr. Cosma!

When people are fearing a living myth, he is is legend!

Including the ambush, Mr. Cosma escaped and rescued Walter, who is an Eternal Inextinguishable myth.

Once something is engraved into the bones and engraved into the soul, it will never be erased!

The problem is that when the myth is going to “fall” on himself, and when he is likely to become a negative person, Mennon is a little less happy.

He wants to remedy!