Some people say that nothing in the world is more painful than waiting for death, especially when a person knows that his death is coming, but he is unable to recover it.
However, as an important figure in the underground world of New York, miles doesn't feel too much pain and fear at the moment. On the contrary, there is an inexplicable calm, as if all the previous thoughts of power and power have disappeared, leaving only his deep attachment to life.
If he had a choice now, he would not hesitate to exchange all his wealth, power and power for a life span of ten years.
However, it is a pity that even in the underground world where all kinds of strange supernatural forces are rampant, few people can bring back the dead or forcibly prolong a person's life. Even if there are, they can't enjoy it.
Watching the rain crackling on the glass outside, miles sighed slightly, turned to the servant who was always with him and said, "Francis, have you arranged my funeral?"
"Of course, sir. And according to your request, I will delay announcing the death one day and inform the parliament to start the war game." the latter bowed calmly.
Hearing the answer he wanted, miles gently nodded his head: "very good! Remember, be careful when distributing property to ensure that my children will never be tracked. Tell them that it's best not to contact each other after I die, not to offer flowers in front of the tombstone, and not to try to get close to the underground world."
"Please rest assured that I have replaced all your stocks, real estate and real estate with bearer bonds. As long as your children settle down, they can immediately obtain rich start-up funds through these bonds, or invest in business, or receive interest on time, and live a safe life. In short, no one can find any clues through financial means. In addition, your children The son and daughter also said that they would never intervene in the disputes in the underground world, so there was nothing to worry about, "Francesco promised bitterly.
Because it was the fifth time in an hour that he heard a similar question and answered it five times, but after a few minutes at most, miles would forget everything, as if he were trapped in some strange time cycle.
Obviously, the once powerful members of the New York Parliament are now on the verge of death, and even their memory begins to decline rapidly. Maybe they will soon become a dull ordinary old man.
As a witness of this process, Francis was undoubtedly sad. He even had an impulse to kill his master immediately, at least in this way, he could keep the image of the other party in his mind, rather than watching him weaken bit by bit and finally die.
Miles obviously didn't realize this. He continued to mutter with his head down and didn't know what he was talking about.
Just as he raised his head and was ready to repeat the previous topic again, suddenly a dark shadow flashed through the window, followed by the glass breaking and cracking with a bang.
I saw a black DV covered with rain falling from the sky, just next to the hospital bed.
"Who?! who is it!" Francis rushed to the window and looked out.
But in addition to the vast night and pouring rain, there was no trace of any living people. If the DV was not still there, I'm afraid he would think he was too tired and hallucinated.
Out of a subconscious reaction, miles bent down and picked up the DV close at hand. In less than ten seconds, his calm and peaceful eyes suddenly turned into a burning anger. At the same time, he suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood and roared: "how dare she!!!!!"
"What! What happened?" Francis quickly grabbed the DV to see what was playing.
As a result, within a minute, he couldn't help shaking all over, smashed the DV with a click, and said gnashing his teeth: "Sir, I think it's time to start the backup plan. Patty must die! She needs to pay for her arrogance and ignorance!"
"Oh? What's the price? Tell me."
With the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the marble floor, the * * Banshee in a black dress pushed the door and entered the intensive care unit.
Next to her was a trembling little girl of about ten years old,
"Elfrieda!" miles' pupils contracted sharply.
"Zu... Grandpa! Help me!" the girl opened her arms and tried to rush to the hospital bed.
In her impression, the grandfather who loved him most was always omnipotent. No matter how terrible the disaster at home was, he could be easily resolved by him.
Unfortunately, Patty raised her hand and snapped her fingers before she took two steps.
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The girl seemed to lose all her strength and fell to the ground with a plop. Abnormal excitement and excitement appeared on her freckled face.
"Asshole! She's still a child! How can you do this to her!" Miles stood up in anger.
"Hum! Child? Sorry, dear senator, you seem to forget that I was a child, but don't you still choose to exile me to the uninhabited tropical rain forest of South America? I can tell you clearly that today I want to make you feel unparalleled pain before you die, and then die in endless regret and unwillingness. Nothing can stop me from taking revenge." With that, Patty pulled out a bone knife with an unknown smell from the inside of her thigh and gently stroked on the girl's slender neck.
"The sacrificial knife in the Inca sacrificial ceremony!" Francis undoubtedly recognized the origin of the bone knife, and the whole person became nervous.
"That's right! Since you know it, you must know what will happen if someone is stabbed or killed by it?" Patty pursed her mouth and showed a cruel smile.
"People and animals stabbed by sacrificial knives will bleed until they die. Moreover, their souls will be swallowed up and transformed into a terrible curse. As far as I know, there are few such weapons in the world since the destruction of Inca civilization. Where did you get them?" Francis asked with dignified expression.
"Hahaha! Thanks to our congressman! If he hadn't sent me to the tropical rain forest, I wouldn't be able to find the Inca ancient city hidden in the depths of the jungle, and I wouldn't be able to learn the knowledge and power of God sacrifice. Now, are you ready to see your beloved granddaughter die in front of you? Don't worry, I'll go through this process slowly to ensure your quality Taste enough pain. "
The voice just fell!
Patty directly cut a half wide hole in the girl's white neck with the bone knife in her hand.
The bright red blood immediately flowed out along the small mouth, and dyed the white skirt in the blink of an eye