"I bought it! Are you sure it's a Christmas gift, not a bad joke on April Fool's day?"

An hour and a half after Venus left, Aisha, who had just arrived from Catherine's kiss restaurant, stared at the luxurious villa in front of her, and the whole person fell into a dull state.

As a "poor man" who doesn't even have a place to live up to now, she can't imagine who will give a tens of millions of dollars mansion to an unfamiliar stranger as a bicycle or other gadget.

Let alone strangers, even American parents rarely give their children too expensive gifts directly, not to mention the luxury villas on Long Island.

Zhang Cheng smiled, shrugged his shoulders and responded in a half joking tone: "don't worry, Elizabeth has just checked on the Internet. The property address here has indeed changed my name. In addition, I also gave the other party a return gift of the same value."

"Falk! I don't think a few bottles of magic potions can compare with a luxury villa with tens of millions of dollars. If I were allowed to choose, I would not hesitate to choose the latter." as Aisha said, she rubbed the soles of her shoes, and then walked into the bright living room.

Before she could take the time to look at the decoration and furnishings around her, Elizabeth ran down from the second floor and gave her sister a warm hug: "Hi! How are you doing recently? Are there any blind guys bothering you?"

"Not bad! Today's tip alone is 600 dollars, and I can enjoy the vampire handsome man and two fans snapping in the dark corridor..."

Aisha was obviously very satisfied with her current job and raised her mouth to tell about the interesting things she encountered today.

Especially for the part of "pa pa", she specially used a series of words that are not important. She doesn't look like a girl who dropped out of high school in the first grade.

You should know that English is not a Chinese character developed from hieroglyphics. Each word is relatively independent. Even special occupations such as writers often need to look up dictionaries, not to mention ordinary people.

Zhang Cheng felt that with Aisha's vocabulary in this area, it was a waste of talent not to write an erotic novel.

Just as he sat helplessly on the sofa listening to these boring chores, the telephone placed on the table suddenly rang.

"Is there anyone else calling so late?" Elizabeth looked up in surprise.

"Maybe there's an emergency." Zhang Cheng glanced at the wall clock. It was exactly 11:30.

Although he didn't know who else would call him at this time, he picked up his cell phone and pressed the answer button.

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A seductive female voice came from the other end: "good evening! Young wizard from the East!"

"Who are you?" Zhang Cheng frowned subconsciously.

As an extraordinary life with divinity and powerful memory like the mind of the heart grabbing demon, he dares to guarantee that he will definitely hear each other's voice for the first time.

"Hehe, don't you forget that we only met this afternoon." the woman smiled and hinted.

"Is it you? The murderer of old bath, who claims to be a descendant of Selma?"

When saying this, Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up slightly, showing an undisguised surprise.

"That's right! It's me. How about making a deal with me?" the woman suggested in a slightly lazy voice.

"Ha ha! Deal? Do you think you are qualified to deal with me?"

Zhang Cheng was obviously amused by the other party and laughed recklessly. He couldn't understand how a mouse hiding in a dark corner had the courage to deal with the dragon.

However, it's a pity that the woman obviously didn't realize this and threatened with an extremely gloomy tone: "don't be so arrogant! Maybe when your beautiful little girlfriend is dismembered into pieces and fed to the dog, you will understand what a huge mistake you have made."

"Oh? Well, please try. In addition, you just provided me with a good suggestion. When I catch you, I'll cut you into pieces and feed you to the dog."

After that, Zhang Cheng hung up without hesitation.

Threats?

His character is doomed to never accept any form of threat!

Even if someone kidnaps or even hurts Elizabeth, he will not make any compromise. Instead, he will directly choose a more fierce means of revenge to kill all his relatives and friends around the enemy, even the newly born baby.

As a person who thoroughly embraces the darkness, he knows what sacrifice is and what loss is, and has long been psychologically prepared for it.

What's more, the woman who claims to be a descendant of Selma doesn't know whether she has the ability to break his powerful protective magic on the girl.

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At the same time, in the guest room of a dilapidated Motel in Brooklyn, New York, a woman with long black hair listened to the busy tone on the phone. She was stunned for a minute. Then she suddenly crushed her mobile phone and roared angrily, "asshole! How dare he?! I'm the descendant of the witch Selma! No one can refuse me!"

"Calm down! Zoe! Since he is so arrogant, let's give him some color to see," suggested another man in an old-fashioned jacket.

"You mean..." the woman called Zoe clenched her fist.

The old man opened his mouth and replied with a grim smile, "of course it's the kidnapping of the girl named Elizabeth and her sister! In two days, the annual auction of the North American Parliament will be held. The Oriental will certainly attend. We can take this opportunity to start."

"OK! Let's do it! By the way, how's the gold disc going?"

"Don't worry, we already have eyes. It won't be long before we know the real purpose of this thing."

"Better hurry up! I can't wait to give those betrayers some color to see!"

To calm the woman's irritability, the old man quickly opened the door and walked out of the motel. He came alone to a gray pickup truck two blocks away, took out a cigarette, smiled and said to the middle-aged man in the cab, "Hey, man! Borrow a fire!"

"Here!" without saying a word, the other party took out the cigarette lighter in the car, lit the cigarette, and then asked with a smile: "how, does that woman believe the lie you made up?"

"Yes! She's like an idiot now, shouting all day that she is the descendant of the witch Selma. When we get what we want, she will automatically stand up and bear all the consequences. It's a perfect plan, isn't it?" the old man's eyes showed a cunning light.

"Great! Then I'll inform the head immediately! Remember, take care of your mouth and don't disclose any details about the plan to anyone. As long as this vote is completed, we can complete the damn contract. We don't have to worry about being dragged to hell at any time..."