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Malice is like a sword.

Sharp, stinging.

Jason squinted slightly and glanced at these people who thought they were well hidden and wore fake smiles, as if he saw the seemingly innocent people in the 'city that never sleeps'.

Usually timid.

When it is profitable, they will pounce on you like a jackal, and hold on to it until they tear off a piece of your flesh.

When the original Jason met such a person, he was always helpless, and even suffered two losses.

And now?

He knew exactly what he should do.

"Hans Harbour is hot."

Jason said so.

As he spoke, he took off his jacket.

The wide-bladed machetes, the 'Winchester Brothers', the submachine guns, and the Mark M1 hidden under the coat were revealed.

Suddenly, the atmosphere solidified.

Malice recedes like a tide.

Gerald looked at his cousin, who was covered in weapons, with some surprise.

Immediately it was a smile.

The harbour keeper didn't think it was too much.

Because, for these relatives, he also has no good feelings.

If it wasn't for his mother's insistence, he would not invite anyone except his cousin.

After all, in his memory, these people are just people who have names, but can't remember them at all, and even some of them are just heard of.

Denise was also surprised.

However, the deceased girl's starting point is different.

It wondered how Jason had hidden so many weapons on his body.

don't you?

and also……

What do you do when you go to the toilet?

Subconsciously, the deceased girl wanted to ask.

But when he watched Jason glance over, with a strong deterrent look, he obediently shut his mouth.

Well, don't ask now.

Quietly asked for a while.

The dead girl thought so.

After that everything was pretty peaceful.

After a simple greeting and a simple introduction, everyone dispersed.

Gerald took Jason and Denise to the room that belonged to them.

On the fourth floor of the main building, of the five-story main building, the fifth floor belonged to Gerald, and his mother had already moved to another residence.

The first floor is the room for the servants, including male and female butlers and guards, all on the first floor.

The second floor is the guest room, full of those relatives.

The third floor is the banquet hall, where Gerrard's wedding will be held.

The fourth floor is the VIP room. Only truly distinguished guests can live here. At this moment, it has become the residence of Jason and Denise.

"This room is yours, Jason."

"Denise, your room is next door."

Gerald introduced, and then, while Denise wasn't paying attention, Gerald whispered to Jason, "Pay attention to that little door in the room."

then,

A man's smile appeared.

"You guys rest first."

"I'll ask the housekeeper to call you during dinner."

After speaking, Gerald walked towards the fifth floor.

Gerald also gave Jason a cheering gesture as he went upstairs.

Jason raised his brows, turned and walked into the room.

Big!

Here's Jason's first impression, and then: Luxurious!

In the spacious hall, under the huge crystal lamp, there are coffee tables and sofas. There is no dust in the neat fireplace, and there is an oil painting of sails hanging above.

The thick blanket, stepping on it, has a feeling of sinking in.

There are shoe cabinets and clothes racks at the entrance.

After hanging up the coat, Jason checked the room one by one.

Hall, bedroom, study, separate bathroom, and a recreation room with a pool table and a wine cooler.

And the little door Gerald mentioned was in the bedroom.

Before Jason opened the door to investigate, the small door opened.

An excited Denise ran in.

"what!"

"Your bedroom is bigger than mine?"

"However, the wardrobe is not as big as mine!"

“The scenery is also very nice!”

"You can see the beach from here!"

Denise was running around Jason's bedroom happily.

Jason grabbed Denise by the nape of the neck.

"Go back to your room."

"You are not allowed to come here without my permission."

"and also……"

"Write again to inform your parents that you are safe and sound."

As Jason said that, he threw Denise over, and then closed and locked the small door heavily.

Then, after thinking about it, he moved the bedside table over and put it against the door.

After doing all this, Jason heard a knock on the door from the direction of the small door.

"Jason, let's go to the beach together!"

"it's beautiful there!"

Denise's energetic voice sounded.

"Don't go."

Jason finished speaking very simply, turned around and walked to the study room in the guest room.

Just when he was investigating, he found that there were many books there.

I don't expect any records of secret techniques and secrets. What Jason needs is just some books that ordinary people can read. He needs to use these books to understand the world better.

After the knock on the door rang several times, there was no more movement.

The hallway resounded, Denise's cheerful footsteps.

Obviously, Jason's refusal did not make the deceased girl feel depressed.

Or there is.

only……

Turn around and forget.

At the moment it only has expectations for the seaside.

Refused to accompany the waiter, Denise hopped to the beach.

When the sand poured into the shoes, Denise simply took off the shoes and walked barefoot on the beach. A string of footprints appeared on the beach after a while, and most of them were not submerged in the sea.

Cheerful laughter continued to appear on the beach in the afternoon along with the waves.

"Castle ~ Castle ~"

Denise has long wanted to build a castle on the beach.

It's a pity that it is too poor to make enough travel expenses.

However, even if it can afford travel expenses, it will most likely buy novels.

Therefore, Denise cherished the greatness of this "free" very much.

Because of this, it carefully builds castles.

But it was obvious that Denise had no talent in this regard. It originally wanted to have a spired castle, but it was a pity that it looked like a squat column.

Denise squatted there, pouting a little aggrieved.

It worked hard.

But still did not do it.

Originally intended to show off like Jason.

But such a castle must be...

Just when Denise was thinking about how to change, a foot suddenly stepped on it, and the ugly castle instantly turned into a pool of sand.

The owner of the sole of the foot slowly retracted his foot.

Holding his shoulders, he looked down at Denise who was squatting there.

"I'm sorry."

"I didn't see you in this pile of sand."

With an insincere apology, the other party laughed lightly.

The two women behind each other also laughed at the same time.

"It's naive. It's such a big pile of sand."

"Look at that ugly straw hat, I must have made it myself."

"And the cloth skirt and sackcloth shoes, I don't know how long I have been wearing them."

"I really don't know how to get into Lord Gerald's mansion, and he lives on the fourth floor."

Vicious words, full of jealousy.

Denise looked at the three.

For them, it makes an impression.

Appears to be a relative of Jason.

Jason hates them.

Denise stood up slowly, and the three girls immediately surrounded her.

They didn't want it to end like this.

As it happens, Denise doesn't want to either.

crunch.

In the groaning of bones, Denise's body kept twisting, and the complete body became incomplete in the breath, and the white cloth skirt was stained with blood.

Its head drooped slightly, and the long hair tied up was scattered with the invisible wind, hanging in front of it, revealing only a bloodshot eye, staring closely at the three.

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