Chapter 928 Horrifying, Such a Cruel Handwriting!

North Block, an extremely remote courtyard.

At this moment, a man and woman were sunbathing in the yard. The woman was sitting in a wheelchair, her hands and feet hanging limply, and there were extremely obvious scars on her wrists.

It was obvious that she had her hands and hamstrings broken in an extremely cruel way.

In addition to the terrifying hands and feet, the woman's originally bright and noble face now also had a long scar across it.

It runs from the right side of the forehead across the bridge of the nose.

The woman's beautiful appearance was ruined in an extremely simple and crude way.

Even so, there was no look of inferiority in this woman's every move. She raised her head and looked at the kite flying from nowhere in the distance, with a well-placed smile on her lips.

It should have been a beautiful smile.

But because of that scar, it seemed to have a weird and scary feeling.

Even the touching mole of tears in the corner of his right eye looked horrifying at the moment.

…

Although this woman's appearance was ruined, there was no doubt that she was the high priest from her vaguely identifiable facial features.

And the extremely young and handsome man who was helping her push the wheelchair was Jiang Xuecheng.

The high priest raised his head and looked in the direction of the kite, with a sigh in his expression.

"I also want to fly a kite."

She didn't know how long it had been since she flew a kite.

When the high priest was a girl, she rarely thought about these activities. Her sister, who had little success but was more than guilty, liked them very much.

The high priest reluctantly let her sister go a few times, but he did not participate and just stood next to her sister and watched.

Once, the string of the blue butterfly's kite was broken for some reason.

It kept fluttering over the eaves and flew towards the river on the other side.

The high priest originally thought that her sister would send someone to pick it up. After all, the blue butterfly kite was made by her sister herself.

It is said that a lot of thought was put into it.

Her sister, however, did not.

The high priest will always remember how the girl who looked exactly like him told him in an almost innocent tone.

——It would be great if I could fly out of this prison like that kite.

Escape from this prison? !

The high priest didn't understand what her sister was thinking...

Their family was declining day by day, but it happened that in this generation, they gave birth to two children with extraordinary talents. Logically speaking, they were extremely promising to reach the highest position in the divine palace.

At that time, the family spent a lot of financial and material resources to train the two of them.

However, my sister never paid much attention to her studies, and she even vaguely revealed her wish to live an ordinary life.

The high priest could not understand this even more.

In her opinion, people like her sister obviously only want to accept the current glory and wealth, but they are not at all like cowards who take any responsibility.

It was not until later that the high priest personally fulfilled his sister's wish.

Since this girl, who was a few minutes older than her, liked to live a free life, she gave her that kind of life.

He lied to the outside world that his sister was dead, but in fact he had her memory wiped away and sent to a place where no one would know her.

However, in order to fulfill his sister's wish, the high priest also made her sister pay a moderate price.

The price is that one day, she will have a sister's child...

The high priest has never thought about having children. Even if technology is so advanced, she does not want to have a child of her own with another man.

But she had to have a "child", even if she only used this child as a tool.

There is no other reason than to consolidate his position.

The high priest moved her eyes to look at the young man behind her. She had never seen the man her sister married when he was young.

She just felt that the man and her sister were standing side by side, both of them looked much older, and her sister no longer had a youthful appearance like her, and wrinkles were already showing at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

This is the price of leaving the family and abandoning all power.

And that extremely ordinary man, in the eyes of the high priest, was not worthy of her sister at all.

Even if the high priest knows that aging is inevitable, like her, even if it doesn't show on the outside, the body's functions are still declining.

Now the high priest could faintly see from Jiang Xuecheng's facial features that he must have been a handsome young man when he was young.

But to be honest, Jiang Xuecheng is more like her sister.

Otherwise, there would not be such exquisite facial features.

Especially those pair of shining phoenix eyes.

Almost identical to her sister.

…

Maybe it wouldn’t be bad to have a child.

A sigh passed through the heart of the high priest, and he didn't know why, but now she had reached such a dead end.

The high priest was dissatisfied with Jiang Xuecheng's neglect of her just now, and she immediately nuzzled towards the kite in the sky.

"I said, I want to fly a kite, why don't you come and find one for me?"

Jiang Xuecheng glanced at the high priest indifferently and exposed the high priest's assumptions mercilessly.

"Master Priest, do you think you can move a kite with your current skills?"

The high priest was speechless immediately upon hearing this.

She lowered her head and glanced at the two scars on her wrists that were almost as winding as centipedes.

Every time I see these two scars, as well as the horrific marks on my ankles.

The high priest would subconsciously clench his fingertips, trembling inside, as if there was a coldness that penetrated into the bone marrow.

——This is Fiennes's "masterpiece". Seeing that the high priest was not docile, he found someone to cut off the tendons of her hands and hamstrings.

It never occurred to her.

This kind of thing will happen to you.

Even the cruel things she had done to others before were no better than Fiennes.

But the high priest felt it was so painful. Every time he recalled his midnight dream, he felt the pain of wanting to commit suicide!

But not yet.

Before that, she must watch Fiennes, that heartless beast, die in front of her!

Thinking of that man, a hint of sullenness appeared on the high priest's face. She stared at Jiang Xuecheng coldly and subconsciously put on the airs of a high-ranking person like she used to do.

"I can't fly the kite, then you fly it for me!"

The high priest's voice was decisive, conveying an aura that could not be disobeyed.

However, when Jiang Xuecheng heard this, he had no intention of moving, and the corners of his lips subconsciously raised a sarcastic smile.

"High Priest, have you not understood your current situation?"

The high priest was paused upon hearing this, and she glared at Jiang Xuecheng angrily.

"I asked you to rescue my Persian cat Tuanzi before, but you didn't want to. Well, I know that bringing that cat with you does increase the risk. So now I ask you to fly a kite for me, and you have to refuse. What do you think? What can be done?”

Jiang Xuecheng stared at the high priest indifferently, his voice suddenly cold.

"I rescued you not to let you show off your power! High Priest, please tell me directly, where is the antidote to CHK No. 3 virus?"