When they returned to Gal's house, they heard a shocking scream from the house outside the door. Gal, who was already a little paralyzed, shivered and the key fell.

Before he could bend over, Carlos, a guy who was faster than anything else, kicked the door open. The door shaft was half broken and stuck there awkwardly. Carlos had already pressed one hand on the hilt of the sword, but when he saw Evan sitting on the ground clearly, he stood at the door and asked in a daze: "What are you doing?"

Evan was frightened by the loud noise outside the door and slid down from the sofa. He was sitting on the ground with his feet facing the sky and the earth, with his nose and tears on his face. In the home theater in the living room, a zombie who seemed to have not taken a shower for hundreds of years was lying on the classic pose of their grinning teeth, chasing the heroes and heroines who were born as long-distance runners.

Carlos looked up at the broken limbs and realistic blood on the screen, then looked at Evan, and happily said his humble guess: "Hey buddy, is that the result of being scared to cry on your face?"

Evan's face turned into a rotten tomato.

Gal sighed: "I'll find someone to repair the door."

Leo, who was seriously dissatisfied with his extremely stern gaze, glanced at Evan, then quietly picked up an ancient book on the sofa, went upstairs without seeing each other, thinking: These annoying idiots.

But halfway through the stairs, his cell phone suddenly rang. For a moment, the other three people present looked up at him in a worship position. Aldo paused. Although he was not very skilled, he picked it up calmly and said to the other end without any obstacles: "Hey, hello... well, it's me."

Just answered in a low voice while continuing to walk upwards.

"I don't learn and be ignorant." It took a long time before Gal said.

"I think too." Carlos said enviously, jealously, "he must have spent a lot of time fiddling with the small box."

Gal slowly turned his head and said, "I'm talking about you."

Carlos: "…"

"You must have not finished reading the literacy book of modern life that I gave you." Gal said resentfully, "No, have you really opened the title page?"

"I've read ten pages!" Carlos decided.

"I have read ten pages in half a year." Gal nodded and pointed out sincerely, "You are so diligent that you are impressed by. Mr. Ancestors - I also heard that you were still riding a Pizza Hut takeout electric car on the highway. I have to say that this is really very creative. I think that Americans didn't use it to land on the moon back then, which fully proves that they are a big silly nation with muscles blocked and brainlessness without any creativity."

"Yes..." Mr. Gorado, who was scared to tears, probably indignantly interjected in order to revenge Carlos's "straight-heartedness".

At this time, Aldo seemed to have something urgent to do, so he took a coat and hurried down from the upper floor: "I want to go out."

Then he heard Evan's second half. Evan pressed the movie pause button and said with tears in his eyes: "In order to cheat the poor food delivery truck, you kissed a foolish buck-toothed girl with no moral integrity."

Aldo's soles gently rubbed across the floor, and his footsteps stopped with a "crunch".

"Oh." Evan looked at Aldo as if he was aware of it. His expression was simply believed. He really didn't mean it.

Aldo had a light smile on his face, but for some reason, it made people feel cold. He turned his head and glanced at Carlos - the latter, the little hooligan who had no lower limit, lowered his head for some reason. Does this unknown creature actually know what "sorry" is?

It is truly one of the major discoveries of this century!

Evan shivered and heard Mr. Aldo ask him with a "smiling look": "What did you say just now?"

trembling emperor Evan: "I me I me I me I me I I… Forgot..."

"Well, it's okay, think about it slowly." Aldo said, "It's okay to tell me when I come back tonight."

After he said that, he walked out with a swagger, put on his coat, stuffed his keys and mobile phones into his pocket, stuffed his wallet into the inner bag of his windbreaker, and stopped a taxi that happened to pass by at the door - a series of actions were no different from those of humans born and raised in the 21st century.

Is the IQ difference between people really that big?

Evan rushed over and hugged Carlos's thigh: "I was wrong! I'm sorry for you!"

Carlos looked at Evan's snot on his pants and slowly...showed a grim smile.

That day, until Aldo came back on a moonlit road, Evan was still hiding in his room and not daring to show up. Gal was practicing in the yard against the sandbag. His shoulders had been treated, and it could still be seen that the swollen piece under the bandage was still a little cold in spring nights, but he was only wearing a vest and was still sweating profusely.

Aldo found that Carlos was standing by the window on the second floor, looking at Gal silently, so he quietly went upstairs.

Carlos's room door was not closed, so he walked in by himself and asked softly: "Since you are worried, why not stop him?"

"He reminded me of Chuck," Carlos said. "When my father died, he would say good night to me and my mother every day, go to the bedroom to pretend to sleep for a while, and then get up at night to go to the study to deal with the unfinished things. Unfortunately, my mother never knew."

"I made you lose them, right?" Aldo whispered after a while.

Carlos was silent.

Although he knew he should deny it, he couldn't say a word at this time.

Aldo breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, he was quite honest.

Carlos has always been a very honest person. Even if he doesn't like hypocritical and polite friends he just met, it doesn't mean he doesn't know. After all, he is the young master of the Flaret family. Of course, he knows how to avoid those who don't want to deal with them.

"I can compensate." Aldo took a little step forward, his chest almost pressed against Carlos's back, but did not touch him, but stood in a very clever position that was neither too tight and very present, saying, "I can't give them back to you, but I hope that one day I will replace them myself."

In order to make a living, Carlos once filled in many sour words for the bard, many of which praise the scattered love. He shrugged and commented without looking back: "A little fake, it's old."

Aldo stopped, and then he suddenly gently pulled Carlos over his shoulder, caught up and kissed Carlos gently.

Carlos was stunned.

Aldo opened his eyes and looked into his eyes. He supported one hand on the window. He gently pinched Carlos' chin with two fingers and licked his lips gently. He did not go deeper. He just tasted it lightly and long breathing, holding it restrainedly. Finally, he touched Carlos's lips lightly and gently took a step back with a deep affection.

Carlos never knew that Aldo dared to stand in place so silly.

Aldo said with his calm expression that he had been very calm all his life: "I will do it."

After saying that, there was nothing else to say, and he just turned around and left.

Carlos: "…"

What is this and what?

Archbishop Aldo believes that his strategic transfer is very good, and it has a very reflective and unsatisfactory effect - Yes, the wise and powerful Archbishop will never admit that he hastily escaped because of some disharmonious change in his body.

Carlos stood dry by the window for a while, and suddenly sighed, as if someone had lit a fire in his heart, and the fire that had been extinguished for a long time was easily blown up with tiny sparks.

This made Carlos, who had always been decisive, a little confused.

In order to solve this problem, he suddenly opened the window and jumped down from the second floor: "Hey, Xiao Gal, what's the point of facing a sack? I'll accompany you for a few tricks!"

Gal suddenly poked the sandbag into the hole: "Who is Xiao, Gal?"

Carlos laughed: "Evan! Evan comes out! Don't practice courage on TV. How can men grow up without seeing some blood?"

Evan scratched the wall in the face of disaster: Why did he remember this disaster again?

Gal voluntarily added the special training several times that of others, and only claimed the most difficult task each time. After a while, he would come back with scars. Before the therapist did not sign, he would use this time to devote himself to Carlos' training, in the temple during the day and to continue at night.

How much a person can change, just see Gal and you will understand.

This steady, even gentle young man became murderous for a while, so that those who looked at him couldn't help but worry. Louis even accompanied him on two tasks in person, but slowly, the murderous aura gradually faded, and Gal became more introverted than before.

He is slowly becoming stronger.

Perhaps sometimes, whether a person is strong or not depends on power, wealth or anything else... and in his heart - when he meets an opponent or role model who is so powerful that he can't catch up with his neck, he can't doubt himself and never recover from it. Instead, he strives to chase forward in his own unique way, and never give up no matter what blow he has suffered.

Then it is only a matter of time before he becomes a very powerful person from the inside out.

Even Carlos discovered this. His attitude towards Gal gradually became harsh from the beginning of laissez-faire and unprincipled indulgence. This uncontrollable guy could, like a real parent, point out his shortcomings on the spot without mercy, check every move he had when he was in the battle, and hit him when he couldn't correct it.

A famous saying from his fighting teacher back then: Only when you are beaten and hurt can you remember it.

Three months later, the summer in Sarah State had already reached its tail, and the coolness of early autumn dispelled the scorching heat. The shadow demon, who was cut by Carlos in the Jason neighborhood, finally revealed his whereabouts, and Gal immediately took people to chase him.

That afternoon, Aldo suddenly dragged Carlos out of the temple, who was listening to the "tracking and monitoring technology" class. They took the subway in the crowded state of Sara. I don't know how many rounds it took Aldo to a construction site.

Carlos looked at the blocks not far away and the busy intersection in confusion, then looked at the workers entering and leaving, and asked inexplicably: "Where is this?"

Aldo smiled slightly: "More than a hundred years ago, Luke Relic River had been transformed due to urban planning, and you may feel a little unrecognizable..."

Before he could finish his words, Carlos suddenly opened his eyes wide: "This is...here..."

"Yes, a thousand years ago, there was a manor here, which belonged to the Flaret family," Aldo paused, "very coincidentally, after a thousand years, it belonged to another gentleman named Flaret again."

"What?" Carlos's rusty mind couldn't react.

"I mean, I bought this place." Aldo decided to express his feelings.

Carlos looked at him in shock and blurted out, "Where did you get that much money?"

Aldo: "…"

This time, even Carlos felt that he had not grasped the point.

"I have my own industry. Since I know I will wake up one day, I exchanged them for gold preservation - don't worry, you don't need to pay the mortgage, it's paid out in one lump sum," Aldo said. "It's just that whether it's to exchange assets or purchase this land, it requires a lot of procedures. Fortunately, Louis helped me find an assistant who can handle these things."

Carlos was immediately ashamed - he remembered Gal's words, "You can't even leave a son's legacy to us."

However, the next second, he exploded like a cat with his tail stepped on: "Wait! You said just now..."

"Yes." Aldo looked at him, "I bought this land, and in your name - when the workers have built it, you can go home, and no future generations will complain about you having no inheritance."

"No, no, no, no!" Carlos almost stuttered, "I can't..."

"That money has no better use." Aldo grabbed Carlos' arm and pulled him closer.

"Oh, okay, okay, listen," Carlos pressed his forehead, "Indeed, let the place that used to be Flaret Manor change its surname to something else. When I think of this, I might curse the 'nova' here. Of course I didn't say you... Yes, but I can't... I mean, this is your private property, so it's not..."

"We can live together if you want." Aldo gently interrupted his incoherence, "Just like I dreamed of a lifetime, there were only you and me."

Carlos was silent.
Chapter completed!