Chapter 23 Chapter Twenty-Three

Bella had better come home tonight. Revanji was clearly not the type of man who could hold his frustrations under any circumstances, so he couldn't bear the fact that his sister didn't show up when he was supposed to be back, and he had to keep waiting.Hell, he's not just her brother, he's her caretaker, which means he has every right to ask for it. He pulled the leather jumpsuit back, and the fur fell from the huge body down to his ankles.The black suit inside was custom-made in Zegna.The two 9mm pistols hidden under the arms belonged to Kohler and Koch. "Revanji, please, don't go."

He saw his mother, Madeleine, standing under the huge chandelier in the hall, looking dignified and aristocratic.The expensive attire, diamond jewelry and silk gown, the only incongruity is the worried look on the face, which is not because Harry Winston's jewelry and top tailoring are too tight.She never gets depressed, never has. He took a deep breath, and if it wasn't for his well-known bad temper, maybe he might still be able to calm her down.But what he really had in mind was tearing her apart on the spot, and even that wasn't enough. "In this way, she can go home." He said firmly.

Mother's graceful hands raised to her throat, a clear sign that she's torn between what she thinks and what she thinks is right: "But it's too extreme." "Do you still want her to sleep in your own bed? Do you still want her back where she should be?" His voice slammed the air, "Or do you want her to stay with the fraternity? Those are brothers Warriors of the society, Mam, warriors with a thirst for blood. Do you think they would have the slightest hesitation in possessing a woman? You know that according to the law, as long as they are chosen by the blind king, any woman To sleep with him. Are you going to put her in that position? I don't agree."

Seeing his mum back away, Riverji realized he was yelling at her, and he took another deep breath. "But, Rui Fanji, I talked to her on the phone, and she doesn't want to go home yet. And those are dignified men, in the ancient kingdom..." "We didn't even know who was in the fraternity." "They saved her." "Then they should give her back to her family too. She's a nobleman, for God's sake. Do you think Grimella will approve of her after what she's been through? She's already had one. " It was a disaster.That man who was totally unworthy of her, that damned idiot, and, besides, this bastard had the guts to leave without saying goodbye, while Bella would be pointed at behind her back for months.Although she seemed to pretend she didn't mind, Revanji knew she was hurt deeply.

He hated being shackled to nobility, he really hated it.He shook his head, sulking at himself: "she shouldn't have moved out of the house at all. I shouldn't have allowed her to do that at all. " Once he brought her back, she would never go out without his permission.He wants her to be baptized and become a hermit woman.Her blood is pure enough to justify her name.And apparently, she's been single the whole time.Once her seclusion took effect, the Brotherhood was required by law to return her to the care of Ravenji.After that, she would never be able to leave the house without his permission.Not only that, any man who wants to see her has to go through him, the head of the family, and he will definitely put an end to any unreasonable thoughts of a jerk man.He had already failed to protect his sister once, and he must not let this happen again.

Rui Fanji glanced at his watch again, his business was delayed.From his office he would petition the king for Bella's seclusion.It's a little strange to make such an old and traditional request by mail, but that's how it is now. "Revanji..." "what?" "You have to send her away." "Impossible. Once I'm in charge of this matter, she won't go anywhere except here." He reached for his cane, but stopped halfway.His mother looked troubled, so he bent down and kissed her on the cheek. "You needn't worry about anything, Mam. I'll make arrangements, and she'll never be hurt again. Why don't you go to the room that's been reserved for her? You can take off your mourning clothes."

Madeleine shook her head, and said in a pious voice: "Unless you wait until the moment she steps through the threshold, it will be disrespectful to the Chronicle Saintess to bless her for her safe return." Rui Fanji could only swallow the muttering in his mouth.My mother's devotion to the mother of the vampire family is unmatched.Damn, she should be one of them, whether it's because of her prayers, her self-discipline, or her fear of getting into trouble just because of a careless word. But in any case, this is just a mental cage she set for herself, not his. "As you please," he said, picked up his cane, and turned to leave.

He walked slowly, relying on the difference in the floor to distinguish which room he was in.The floor in the hall is marble, the dining room has a curly Persian rug and the kitchen has broad-brimmed hardwood.His eyesight only allowed him to know if a pair of feet were on the ground and he could bear all his weight on them, and he had to carry a cane with him in case he misjudged and lost his balance. He walked out of the house into the garage, and walked down the four steps, holding on to the door frame.Sitting in the bulletproof Bentley, he flipped the garage door switch and waited for his vision to clear.

Hell, he wished so much now that he knew who those Brotherhood fighters were and where they lived.That way he could kill, break open the gate, and pull Bella back from them. Seeing the lane behind him, he turned the car around and slammed on the accelerator, the tires screeching.Now, sitting in the driver's seat, he can gallop at the speed he wants, with quick and sensitive reactions, without any need for caution. The car was like a fired bullet, speeding on the winding driveway leading to the gate, and the long lawn was blurred under the high speed.The gate built on the side of the street opened slowly, and he had to stop and wait.Then he turned out of Thorne Street and into some of the wealthiest streets in Caldwell.

In order to ensure the safety of his family and have everything in life, he had to do some unseen activities.But at least he's doing a good job, and his mother and sister deserved it.As long as it is what they need, he is willing to give it, willing to satisfy any unrealistic idea they put forward.They've been through so much, too long... That's right, his father's death was the first big gift he gave them.Among the many ways to help them out of a life of misery, the first priority is to keep them from being harmed.Until now, his thinking is still the same. Ravenji turned a corner and drove towards the city center.The back of his skull suddenly began to tingle.He tried to ignore the pain, but after a while it stabbed like a vise at the top of his spine.He let off the gas and waited for the pain to pass.

Then, the hallucination happened. The pain piercing the bottom of his head turned into a red curtain in front of his eyes, like a transparent tulle covering his face.The headlights of the oncoming vehicle also turned pink neon, and the bright red sky was like Burgundy wine.He checked the time on the dial, even the numbers were now flashing ruby. Damn, something is wrong, it shouldn't be happening... He blinked and rubbed his eyes desperately.When it was opened again, the illusion did not disappear. He couldn't go to town like this. He turned the steering wheel to the right and stopped in front of a strip club.Before it burned down, it was the site of the Caldwell Academy of Martial Arts.He switched off the Bentley's lights and drove the car behind the long, narrow building and parked behind a brick wall.Once the car needs to start immediately, just step on the accelerator. The engine kept turning.He took off his mink coat, then his blazer, and rolled up the left sleeve.In the bright red blur, he reached into the dark compartment in the car and took out a hypodermic syringe and a long length of rubber hose.His hands were shaking so badly that the needle slipped and he had to bend down to pick it up. He patted a few pockets of his clothes, and finally found a bottle of dopamine, a drug used to regulate the firing rate of neurons, and put it on the dashboard. It took him two tries before he tore the plastic wrap off the syringe.Then he almost broke the needle as he inserted it into the medicine's rubber cap.Using one hand and his teeth, he attached the hose to the bicep, trying to locate the blood vessel.This time, his work became more complicated because of the scene in front of him. Because he couldn't see clearly, there was only one... blood red in front of his eyes. Bright red... blood red... bright red, this word rushed directly into my mind, whirling and hitting in my skull.Red is the color of anxiety, red is the color of despair, red is the color of self-loathing. But red is not the color of his blood.Not now, not a drop. Rui Fanji forced himself to concentrate, pressed his fingers on his upper arm, and searched for the injection site inch by inch. The super-speed flow of blood can quickly send these damned medicines to the receiving neurons in the brain.However, his blood vessels are already collapsing. The moment he inserted the needle, he didn't feel anything, which reassured him a lot, but then... the little bit of pain from the injection made his numbness come to an end in an instant. He continued to press the surface of the skin, searching for an available blood vessel, and sensing the body's feedback.The weight of his body on the leather seat, the heat from under his ankles, the rapid flow of air in and out of his mouth, made his mouth dry. Finally, fear made him stick the needle regardless, and then loosened the rubber tube that prevented the blood from flowing.God only knows if he's in the right place. With his heart still beating, he watched the clock on the car. "Come on." He muttered silently, and began to tap the driver's seat with his fingers, "Come on...it's taking effect." Red is the color of his lies.He is trapped in the red world.If one day, when the dopamine is no longer effective, he will always be lost in the blood red. The numbers on the clock jumped, and a minute passed. "Oh, hell..." He rubbed his eyes, as if that would restore the depth-blurred vision to normal color. The phone rang, but he chose to ignore it. "Please..." Although he hated the pleading in his voice, he could no longer pretend to be strong, "I don't want to lose my..." Suddenly, his vision returned to normal, the red coating receded from his retina, and the three-dimensional effect of vision returned to function.It was as if the demon was sucked out of the body and the body recovered from the numbness.The sense of oppression continued to evaporate and dissipate, so that he finally had his own thoughts in his head.With the support of drugs, he barely became a skin that can move, breathe and speak. Fortunately, he only needs to pay attention to the other four senses instead of worrying about the so-called sense of touch.Because the side effects of the drug have made the latter fall into a hopeless situation. He slumped down on the seat.Bella's kidnapping and subsequent rescue has double tension entangled him.So this attack came fast and hard.Perhaps, he should adjust the dosage again.He had to find Havers to confirm. He waited a while longer before driving on.Then he turned out from behind the strip club at his leisure and merged into traffic.He told himself that his car was just one in a long line of traffic, anonymous, like all the others. Such a lie made him a little more comfortable...but made him feel more alone. While waiting for the red light, he checked the messages left on his phone. About an hour ago, the alarm at Bella's house was turned off again.Someone else entered her house. A few kilometers away from the entrance of the driveway in front of Bella's house, at a distance of more than 300 meters, Sardist found a Ford Explorer parked in the woods.The only reason the car was found was because he had voluntarily inspected the area and also because he was too tired to go home and also not fit to travel with anyone, it was too dangerous. A series of footprints on the snow headed towards the farm. He folded his hands, looked in the car window, and triggered the alarm of the four-wheel drive. This must be the car of those secondary people, he could smell it, their sweet smell was everywhere in it.But there was only one rut, maybe the driver dropped his partner off somewhere else and hid?Or maybe the SUV was moved from somewhere else? In either case, the killer of the Second Life Society will definitely come back here.It would be even better if we could figure out where these bastards ended up going.But how do you track down the damn car? He had his hands on his hips... inadvertently brushing the gun belt. He pulled out his cell phone.This time, he thought of Wei Xiaos with rare gratitude, that guy who was crazy about high technology. Necessity is the mother of invention. In order to avoid leaving too many traces in the snow, he directly disintegrated and sent to the bottom of the SUV.The moment his back hit the ground, he shivered in pain.It was from crashing through the back French doors, and God, now he's got to pay for that blow to the head, but it's barely holding up. He took out his laptop and looked for a suitable installation location on the chassis of the car.He needs a relatively large place, but not close to the exhaust system.Because even in such a severe cold weather, the heat of the exhaust gas would cause trouble for his actions.Of course, he would prefer to get into the explorer and put the phone directly under the seat.However, the alarm system of this SUV is obviously not simple, and he is not sure to return to the original state after it is triggered.That way, the second person will know that someone has been in the car. Apparently, breaking a car window is not a good idea either. Damn it... he should have searched the pockets of the secondary people before stabbing them and sending them back to Oblivion, one of those bastards should have the car keys.It's a pity that he was so angry that he acted too quickly. Sadist cursed secretly, remembering the way she looked at her after she killed the killer in front of Bella, her face was pale, her eyes were wide open, and she had a terrified expression. Indeed, the mission of the Brotherhood of the Black Sword to protect the race has never been entertaining. It is not only ugly and dirty, but also sometimes mentally broken, because it always has to deal with blood.Besides, Bella has already seen her desire to kill clearly.For some reason, he was willing to bet that this last point was what bothered her the most. Pay attention, you stupid brain.Look carefully and don't be disturbed.he reminded himself. Saddist maneuvered under the explorer, turned around, and finally found a good position - a small depression under the support frame.He took off his windbreaker, wrapped up his phone, and stuffed the whole thing into the groove.After pulling it a few more times to make sure it was tight enough and complete enough, it disintegrated and sent out from the bottom of the car again. Although I know that the device inside can't last for too long, it's better than nothing.And from now on, Wei Xiaosi will be able to track the car at home relying on the GPS chip installed in the silver Nokia mobile phone. He walked around the edge of the meadow to get a good look at the back half of the farm.The back door that was smashed again has been repaired by him, and it is barely usable.Thankfully the door frame was still strong, so it was possible to close the door again and adjust the alarm detector.He then found a tarp in the garage and covered the huge hole in the door. Ridiculous...he thought it was impossible for him to change Bella's opinion of him.But... damn it... he didn't want to be the savage she thought he was. Not far away, the light of two headlights glided across Highway 22 and shone on the long private driveway.The car came to Bella's farm, slowed down slowly, and stopped on the driveway. Is that a Bentley?Sardist thought to himself, it does look like a Bentley. God, such an expensive car?It must be someone from the Bella family.No doubt they were alerted, as the alarm would turn back on again after being off for a period of time. Hell, now is not a good time to let others check his traps.If Sadist was lucky, the Secondborn would time their escape back to their SUV before deciding whether to try their luck near the farm. He could only curse inwardly, and waited for the Bentley to open the door... except that no one got out of the car, and the engine kept running.Great, as long as the alarm system stays on, maybe they won't even think about entering the house because the kitchen is still a mess. Sadist's nose twitched in the cold wind, but could pick up no scent.There must be a man in the car.Is it her brother?In all likelihood, he must be the one who often comes to look after the house. That's right, buddy, just look out the front window.Did you see it?Everything is fine and no one is inside.Help now, get the hell out of here.Sadist's heart was secretly instigating. The car stood there quietly for what seemed like five hours, then backed up and made a U-turn and drove away from the scene. Sadist couldn't help but take a deep breath, God... His nerves are too tense tonight. Time passed, and he stood alone under the pine tree, watching Bella's house.I kept wondering in my heart, is she very afraid of him now? The cold wind gradually picked up, and the chill became stronger, even reaching deep into the bone marrow.He couldn't wait to take the pain coming into his arms.

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