Kent didn't have time to back away when the other hand grasped his shoulder like support. A man with a square face and extremely mysterious eyes looked at Kent. He quickly waved his hand and said quickly: "I'll just get out of here, okay?"Looking at these people's faces, Kent guessed they were members of the Witch Hunt. It was not difficult for him to recognize the ancient gothic tattoos on their hands. Kent hastily walked away when the other man's hand grabbed his shoulder. He pulled him closer and swept his eyes all over his body.Kent's face showed an expression of displeasure. The man released him and motioned with his jaw to the rest to let him out of the forest. Kent tried his best to stay calm because it was not difficult for him to see the pistols and many other weapons that he could not identify hidden in the mantle of these people.Kent had just disappeared behind the branches of a small oak tree when one of them approached the man and said, “Frank… this kid doesn't right i
She was enjoying it, too, despite the noise outside the small neighborhood about her sudden appearance and the teenage boy being scolded by his mother.Hannah narrowed her eyes as she heard pounding footsteps outside. She had just sat up when the boy's mother was standing at the door cursing loudly because she had "seriously hurt" her son's 'most precious' thing.The boy standing next to him looked incredibly pompous. Hannah was silent for a long time and invited them into the house with a look of urgency. Her mother and daughter walked in with satisfaction. Hannah suddenly closed the door. She turned her head to look at both of them with a terrifying look.The boy seemed to want to hold his breath in front of her eyes, and the mother kept cursing incessantly even though she began to stammer. Hannah opened the suitcase and held a knife up high, both mother and daughter screamed to run out, but their feet were held tightly.Hannah began to show a very characteristic smile with the corn
Kent, following Logini's advice, began a long journey of anxiety. He didn't know what to do now. If he returned to the rendezvous point, it was possible that the Witch Hunters would become suspicious and arrest him. And if he left this forest, Logini would most likely be in danger.The more he thought about it, the more he didn't know what to do. At that moment, a sound reverberating from behind startled him. Before Kent could turn around, a hand covered his mouth and pulled him straight into a nearby bush.Kent's face changed from panic to tension when he saw Logini. She motioned for him to be quiet. Logini looked out, where the Witch Hunts were scouring every corner for Kent. She looked at him, then jerked her jaw behind both of them and slowly walked away. Kent also hurried to follow Logini.Soon after, Kent and Logini went straight to Logini's bunker. Along the way, Kent was always a little worried about what just happened. He felt that everything was too troublesome and troubleso
Dickel clenched his fists and looked at Hannah with red, watery eyes.Suddenly from outside, a man ran into the house, grabbed Dickel's hair, and beat him repeatedly. The strangest thing is that it stood still and did not dare to say a word, only gritting its teeth and enduring it. The man, who seemed to be Dickel's father, cursed him non-stop. Punches and slaps poured down his body.Hannah sat on the ground, looking at him. When the madness subsided, he began to notice her presence. He pointed at her face and threatened: “What are you looking at? You're no different from that lewd woman!"Hannah said nothing, just looked at him. Suddenly, the door slammed shut, and Dickel staggered to the point where the bastard's doom had come. Before Hannah could get up, the guy rushed over and raised his foot high to hit her face. Dickel tried to roll his eyes, but the bastard just stood there motionless, his feet constricted and unable to stretch.Hannah touched his leg lightly, causing his whole
Dickel's forehead was splattered with blood, and his tears blurred the air. Realizing that that wasn't enough to affect Hannah, he rushed over to hug her leg. Dickel felt that everything that happened today was more than enough for his life: “I… you forgive my mother…”“Do you know…” Hannah was about to say something but stopped, looked at Dickel for a long time, and said, “You know… you know everything?”He nodded repeatedly, Aunt May now also rolling her eyes at him. Hannah let go of her hand, and she fell to the ground. Dickel hugged his mother and thanked Hannah profusely.She pouted, raising her eyebrows at him: "You know her when she married old Mick but still had sex with other men? You know she gave birth to you regretfully even though she deliberately took the abortion pill, but still can't get rid of the unjust thing that she doesn't know who your father is?"Dickel repeatedly nodded: “I… know… I know… I know that my mother deliberately abandoned my father and me to find ano
But immediately, the goofy-looking Dickel wisely corrected his mother and whispered that Hannah had almost killed him for asking who she was. The boy's story sounded normal, but it made her heart beat so fast that she couldn't stand it.Hannah looked at both of them and then tilted her head towards the door, indicating they should go home. Mrs. May stood up, bowed to Hannah, and immediately dragged her out of her house. She was terrified at the thought of facing her again.As soon as the mother and daughter entered the house, Mrs. May suggested that tomorrow, she should call the police or invite someone to 'exterminate' Hannah. Hannah's face appeared on the ceiling as the two were discussing this, and her voice rang out without a hint of cheerfulness: "Neither of you would ever imagine How great the price to pay for betrayal.” Hannah's bad words continued: "I have enough power to make every second of this life the most terrifying moment you two can imagine." The faces of Mrs. May
“This place again?”A young man said to himself, he was standing on a dark street, a street light with only one above his head was flickering on and off.On the road alone, he was surrounded by only a black night with his hands and fingers invisible. The only source of light was only from the street lamp flashing above his head, but it only illuminated about a meter around.Out of that one meter is the endless darkness forming two extremes in stark contrast to the small lighted space the young man is standing in.The young man suddenly put his hand over his nose because he smelled a fishy, foul-smelling taste.At his feet, a dark red liquid slowly spread from the darkness outside into the light.
“Forensic Steve?”Peter Kent opened the door to see a middle-aged man in his fifties, nearly six feet tall, with an extremely athletic build, dressed in a black suit.Although he is in his fifties, his face is extremely well maintained, so let's not say wrinkles, even melasma does not exist. Steve's whole body exudes the aura of a man, mature and elegant.Honestly, even if he's over fifty years old, Peter Kent thinks a lot of teenage girls go after him.This man's name is Trieu Steve, is the forensic scientist in charge of Ann Reed's case."Peter Kent, how are you?"Steve saw Kent look languid, eyes dark circles a little worried.Latest Chapter