Almighty Manor

Your room is right in the center of this huge factory. To enter your home, you need to go through a separate steel door.

The guard, who belonged to the owner of the factory alone, let out suspiciously after repeatedly confirming his body.

Most of them were wondering, what happened to my body during this time? How did it turn into a ball?

And who is the person following him?

If in the past, the guards would certainly have to cross-examine them, after all, they were directly responsible to the factory owner and would not obey orders from anyone except the factory owner.

But at this moment, my life has come to an end, and the two adults who should have come together have become one.

Still the one who was not favored.

At this time, do you have to wait for it?

After Xun insisted on taking Zhuang not far away, the guards quietly gave way.

Zhuang not far stood beside Xi, looking up at the steel door.

This is an extremely large and extravagant gate.

The whole door is completely golden, I don't know how much cloud gold is decorated.

On the gate, every minute is carved with dense patterns, describing the great achievements of a factory owner.

This gate made Zhuang not far away can't help recalling the back doors of the manors.

It seems that although the factory owners resist and overthrow the manor's rule, they still yearn for and follow a certain habit and hobby of the manor.

The insurgents who overthrew the cruel king finally lived in the golden palace.

Looking at Zhuang not far, he looked at the gate and explained: "My father is a very old-fashioned factory owner. The factory has also been passed down for many generations. Habits will record my life's achievements on this door, I don't know if I inherited the factory, what would I write on it? "

"First of all, you will change the name of this factory." Zhuang not far smiled and said.

The Sakai Plant will soon be renamed the Sakai Plant.

Zhuang not far, this sentence, like a small kind of horseshit, was very comfortable.

"Brother, you are mine if you have me." He promised lightly.

But in the blink of an eye, he put away a little fluttering look again.

At this time, I was already dying. It was his father. He shouldn't have been so happy.

However, they can also be regarded as the home of the emperor, and the puppet of Puppet has never been with Puppet. It is difficult to say how many true feelings there are between father and son.

The solemnity of the uncle was afraid that only three points were due to the reluctance to die.

The two entered one after the other, entering the gate, and the gate closed slowly behind them.

The huge and unmatched gate itself brings a sense of solemnity and oppression, which makes people involuntarily produce a sense of awe.

The frivolous look disappeared again.

He began to realize what kind of burden he was going to bear.

The star cluster factory, if it is analogous to the manor, is enough to compare with the top-level "manor Xinghe". This is the level that Zhuang not far does not know how many times to upgrade.

But now, Zhuang not far, the owner of this small manor city-state manor, does not know how many subordinate manors and factories, and there is not much awe in this factory.

He just looked and watched quietly.

What exactly the core of a star cluster factory looks like.

What a powerful factory owner looks like.

When he saw the old hammer-like man lying on the bed, it was inevitable that he felt disappointed.

The Old Hammer had skin all over his body. He had no much muscle, and his internal organs seemed to be depleted.

On his bed, there was a pair of glittering armor. Judging from the armor, the hammerman was also a mighty factory owner, but at this time, he could no longer support such armor.

Several doctors were massaging hands and feet for the old man, and the old man opened his eyes.

In his eyes, however, there was a kind of sharpness that would not be possible for an old man, staring straight at the door until he came in.

"Ah ..." When he saw that he was walking in and another person he didn't know, his eyes closed slightly, then opened again, his eyes became sharper.

The factory owner saw his heir before dying.

There wasn't much fatherly love, just a touch of unwillingness and disappointment.

It's like an old lion walking through the grasslands, watching another young lion breaking into his territory.

Then, his eyes fell on Zhuang not far away.

At that moment, my gaze changed, as if I saw a poisonous snake walking alone on the arid wasteland.

"Father ... Father." I never expected that when I was entering the door, my consciousness was so clear. He was a little embarrassed because he didn't know what to show.

Should we cry, or should we be silent?

Grandma's right hand moved slightly, and the doctors who served him retreated.

In the room, there were only three people, Wu, Zhe and Zhuang.

His fingers moved again, and the bed on which he was lying propped him up.

"This is the factory owner of the Puppet Factory. When I die, it will be yours." There is a small token in Puppet's hand. The token appears as a hexagon, like a small shield. "It's your responsibility to lead the 劜 铊 factory forward. Where you want to take it is also a question you have to think about."

"Father ..." I had taken a few steps forward and intended to take over, but I didn't mean to let go.

Before he died, no one could touch his factory, no one.

I was a little awkward.

But even more embarrassing is that Leng Leng snorted: "Anyway ... it won't be long anymore, the factory has no future."

"Uh ..." He didn't even know what to say, what meant no future?

Isn't he so optimistic about him?

The heir in your mind, it should be you.

Unfortunately, I won this time.

I don't know if my heart is happy or angry.

It's this time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Do you still look down on me?

It ’s just that he can't say anything to him. He is all like this, should he still refute him?

Isn't that to anger him directly?

I was silent, and I heard I said, "You go out first, and let us both stay for a while."

Zhuang was not far away, then turned to leave.

"I'm not talking about you," shouted.

What he said was cricket.

"Me?" I was shocked and wondered.

Isn't this the time to pass? Why did the father let himself heir leave, instead leaving Zhuang not far here.

Who is your real son?

Now, I really feel a little suspicious.