Chapter 40 Chapter Forty

"Stop here." Mr. O opened the door of the Explorer SUV before it even stopped on the curb of Thorne Street.He took a quick look up the hill, then gave the sub-team member in the driver's seat a "clever me" look. "I want you to circle around here until I call you. Then I want you to drive up to number 27. Don't stop in the driveway and keep going. About fifty meters past the stone wall There's a corner, I want you to drive there." Seeing the members of the sub-team nodding, Mr. O said harshly, "I'll send you to Omega's feet if you mess up this thing."

Before the killer could reply and say something stupid like "Trust me please", he jumped off the sidewalk and ran up the gentle slope with a few steps.He was like a mobile arsenal, heavy with weapons and explosives, jingling like a Christmas tree. Pass the two pillars standing outside Gate 27 and look at the driveway that disappears behind it.After running fifty meters, we reached the junction of the stucco wall.He told the idiot that the second person was here to pick him up.He took three big run-up steps, leaped into the air, and crossed the top of the two-meter-high wall directly like Jordan the Air Jordan.

There is no obstacle to approaching the house, but when he reached out to touch the door, the high-voltage current passing through his body made his hair stand on end.If he was still a human being, he might have been roasted by now.And even with a killer's physique, this shock was enough to make him lose his breath.He jerked his hand back and jumped aside. The security alarm lights flashed.He hid behind an oak tree and pulled out a suppressed pistol.If a guard dog pounces on him, he can guarantee a one-shot kill.He waited for the sound of barking, but the sound did not come as expected.There were no hurried lights glancing outside the mansion, nor the chaotic footsteps of the guards.

He waited for another minute, carefully examining the area in front of him.The back of the house alone is magnificent.Red brick and white walls, the porch on the second floor is above the extended platform, and the garden is too beautiful to make people uncomfortable.God... just the maintenance fee of this mansion alone is more money than ordinary people earn in ten years. Time was running out, he stooped across the lawn, his footsteps were irregular, and with a gun in one hand, he rushed towards the door again.He clung to the brick wall, excited.There are long sliding rails installed on the side windows, and a whole stack of transoms is concealed at the top.

There appear to be retractable iron shutters on every window and door. In the Northeast, where you don't have to worry about tropical storms or tornadoes, there's only one type of homeowner who installs these gadgets in front of every window because they need protection from the sun. There are vampires living here. All the shutters were up because of the night. Mr. O looks into the room.It was dark and intimidating, but he was going to make his way no matter what. The only question is, how to break in?Needless to say, the place must be full of sirens, in tandem with them at all times.He was willing to bet that anyone who touched the tip of the fence and got hit by a high voltage electric shock would die.There must have been some cutting-edge high-tech defenses inside.

The best course of action was to cut the power first, so he decided to start looking for the cable bus leading to the mansion.He found all the incoming wiring behind the six-car garage, hidden under an HVAC control, three air conditioning systems and an exhaust, and a backup generator.The main power cable is very thick, wrapped in a layer of iron, protruding from the ground, branching out into several strands, and connecting to four meters in a row, which are whistling. He stuffed a small piece of C4 plastic explosive into the tube, and then placed the same tube of explosive in the core unit of the generator.Hiding behind the door, he triggered the remote.There were two loud bangs, and the light, shadow and smoke quickly dissipated.

He waited patiently to see if anyone escaped.No one showed up.He woke up suddenly and looked at several garages.Two of them were empty, and the others were parked in very high-end models, so high-end that he couldn't even name the brand. After cutting off the power supply, he trotted around to the front of the house and hid behind a long row of boxwood fences to observe carefully.One of the back French doors is the perfect opening.He slammed his gloved fist at the window pane, shattering the glass and unlocking the door.He closed the door immediately after stepping inside.This is critical, if the backup power comes on suddenly, and then the signal for the alarm goes to some contact, activating... oh god!

The circuitry on the door is powered by a lithium battery, which means the contacts don't need current at all to work.And worst of all, he was standing right in the middle of a beam of laser light.How much high-tech security technology is used in this house is comparable to a museum that collects high-end art, and is not inferior to the White House or even the bedroom of the Pope. The only reason he could enter the house was because the man wanted to bring him in. He listened carefully to his surroundings.There was silence.Is this a trap? Mr. O was motionless, not even daring to breathe.After waiting for a while and confirming that the pistol was functioning correctly, he quietly walked through several warehouse-like rooms.As he walked forward, he couldn't restrain the impulse in his heart, wanting to scratch the oil paintings on the wall, pull down the chandelier on the ceiling, and smash the spinning wooden legs of those exquisite tables and chairs.He also wanted to burn the curtains and smash the floor.Just because this place is so beautiful, he wants to destroy it even more.This is where his woman used to live, which also meant that she lived a rich life far superior to his.

Turning the corner, he came to a certain living room and could no longer move. On the wall was a portrait of his "wife" in an ornate framed frame... black satin wrapped around the frame.Under the portrait is a marble table, an inverted golden chalice, and a square white cloth with three rows of small gemstones, ten in each row.Twenty-nine of them are rubies, and the last one in the lower left corner is black. Such a ceremony is very different from what he saw when he was a human, but it must be in memory of his "wife". Mr. O's intestines were coiled into a snake, hissing and writhing in his lower abdomen, making him want to vomit.

His woman is dead. "Don't look at me like that." Ferry fidgeted in the room, muttering.His back hurts, but he just wants to get ready to go outside, and Butch's hen-like behavior doesn't help. Butch just shook his head: "You have to go to the doctor, big guy." Being hit by this human being, Ferry couldn't sit still: "No, I don't need it." "If you want to lie on the couch all day, maybe not. But fight, forget it, brother. If you let Tormont know you're going out like this, he'll definitely wring your head off and put it on a stick superior."

Butch was right, but he still defended: "No problem, just to warm up." "Well, that hole in your liver does benefit from being active. In fact, maybe I can get you a bottle of pain reliever spray and we massage that hole out? Not a bad plan." Ferry looked across the room, and Butch frowned. "You're pissing me off, 'Boot'." "Why didn't you say it earlier? Hey, how about... I'll drive you to Havers, and you can scold me whatever you want on the way." "I don't need an escort." "But if I take you off, I can know whether you have gone or not." Butch fished out the Escalade's car key from his pocket, threw it into the air, and then caught it, "Besides, I'm a competent taxi Driver, just ask John." "I do not want to go." "Okay... In the words of Wei Xiaos, thinking is one thing, but what's on the other side is the real shit... You probably understand most of the essence of this." Rui Fanji parked the Bentley in front of Havers and Marisa's house, walked carefully to the gate, lifted the heavy lion ring, and knocked on the door a few times.The sound of the impact echoed for a while, and a dog servant immediately came out to meet him and led him into the reception hall. Marisa got up from the silk sofa.He bowed to her and casually told the butler that he didn't need to take off his coat.When they were alone, Marisa came running up, her hands outstretched, her long pale yellow pajamas hanging like a mist around her.He took her hands and kissed them one by one. "Rivingee...I'm so glad you called us. We'd love to help." "I'm grateful you guys took Bella in." "She's very welcome. She can stay as long as she likes. But I would like you to tell us what's going on?" "The timing is critical now." "It's true." She frowned and looked behind him, "Didn't she follow you?" "She will meet me here, and I won't wait too long." He looked at his watch, "Well... I was early." He pulled Marisa to the sofa.They sat down and his mink coat fell to her feet.She reached out to pick it up, patted the fur, and smiled.The two were speechless for a while. The prospect of seeing Bella made him a little worried.In fact, he was a little nervous. "How are you feeling?" he began, trying to concentrate on something else. "Oh, what you said is..." Marisa blushed, "It's good, very good. I want... thank you." He really likes the feeling of being with her, she is gentle and delicate, very shy and humble.As we all know, she is one of the preeminent beauties of the race, so how Reese controls her desire has become a mystery for everyone to guess. "Will you come to me again?" Revanji whispered, "Would you like me to give you blood again?" "Well," she replied, looking down, "if you will allow me." "I can't wait," he growled.Seeing her eyes turn to him, he forced himself to smile, but he didn't feel that way at the moment.He wanted to do other things with his mouth, none of which would make her feel better.Thank goodness for the dopamine, he thought. "Don't worry, just drink. I understand." She looked at him again, then nodded: "If you...if you need to eat blood..." Rui Fanji slightly lowered his head, staring at her from the corner of his eyes, various erotic images flashed in his mind.She took a few steps back, visibly alarmed by the look on his face.Rui Fanji was not surprised by this, it was impossible for her to accept the scandalous things he wanted to do in his heart. Thinking of this, Rui Fanji raised his head again: "This is really a very generous proposal, but I think it is better to provide blood unilaterally." There was a hint of relief on her face, and at the same time, Rui Fanji's phone rang.He took out his phone and checked the caller ID. His heart was beating rapidly. It was the person in charge of monitoring the situation in his home: "Allow me to excuse you for a moment." An intruder passed the high wall and was immediately spotted by several motion capture cameras in the backyard.Then he disconnected the power.After listening to the report, Rui Fanji told the other party to turn off the internal siren.Whoever that person was, he hoped to keep them in the house. After seeing Bella, he would go straight home. "What's wrong?" Marisa asked as he watched him close the phone. "Oh, no, there's nothing wrong with it," he added in his mind, on the contrary. There was a knock on the front door, and Ravenji stiffened. A dog servant ran to answer the door. "Do you want me to leave the two of you alone?" Marisa asked. The gates of the mansion opened, then closed.Two voices were talking softly.One is from the Servant, and the other is... Bella. Revanji stood up slowly leaning on his cane, and Bella appeared at the door.Dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black overcoat, her long, shiny hair fell to her shoulders, she looked healthy and alive, but her face had a worn-out face and her mouth was creased in tension and worry. He expected her to rush into his arms, but she just stared at him, looking awkward and unapproachable.It may also be that this dullness is due to her recent experiences, so she has no response to show the world. Ravenji's eyes were moist.Tapping the floor with his cane, he walked quickly towards her.He caught the shocked expression on her face and simply pulled her over. Chronicle Saintess, he wished he could feel this hug for her.Then, he didn't know if she hugged him back.He was a little lonely and didn't want to force her, so he let her go. Just as he put down his arm, she held him, and instead of leaving, she got closer, Rui Fanji couldn't help but hugged her again. "Oh...God, Revanji..." she shivered. "I love you, my sister." He said weakly, not manly enough at the moment, but he didn't feel ashamed at all.