Christina shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Although she always heard the word mentioned by the king from the people around her, she didn't have much personal experience. In the eyes of this little girl who is full of thoughts and enjoys the colorful world, the mercenary is just a mercenary, which is no different from other reckless guys.
"Son, don't blame me for reminding you. Some people in this world can never be offended, even if we are also super forces. " Antonio can't help reminding his girl.
Christina disdained to curl her mouth, bored to throw the phone aside: "that is to say, there are characters you can't beat Antonio?"
"It has nothing to do with defeating. For example, the king's razor, a man who has nothing to do with his family, is extremely powerful and intelligent, and has a group of admirers who will follow him to the death. He is as difficult as Hades, and has no shortcomings. It's very painful to be missed by this kind of person because our family's big business is constrained everywhere. "
Christina rolled her eyes. "Someone just said they wouldn't let go."
"Of course I won't forgive him, but I don't mean to offend him." Antonio calmly glanced at all kinds of opinions on the website. He didn't pay attention to those things in the mercenary world. He leaned back in his chair and said confidently, "if you are alone, there will always be times when he is in trouble. We just need to add fuel to the flames, and we can make him die without a burial place. "
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to your thoughts. Are you tired of thinking about these things that are harmful to others but not beneficial to yourself every day? People have already said that we are monsters, so we can't do something in the direction of sunshine? " Christina stood up impatiently with her cell phone and waved goodbye. "I don't want to be in the same boat. Goodbye."
"What are you talking about, asshole?" Antonio suddenly stood up, looking very ugly, "you are also the night eater, and the successor of the future night eater, my successor. Christina, if you say that, you will be despised by all the people. You have to recognize your identity. You are the little princess and the hope of our whole ethnic group! "
"Don't tell me that!" Christina looked back in exasperation, her delicate face full of disdain. "Do you think I'd like to be called a demon? I wish I could draw a line with you at once
"Asshole, you dare to say such treacherous words. If you have the courage, say it again!" Antonio's body suddenly sent out a terrible murderous atmosphere, the temperature of the whole palace suddenly dropped, the chilly feeling instantly pulled Christina back to reality, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.
Antonio is the actual controller of the night eater. He has unfathomable strength and absolute dignity, and is also the representative of cold-blooded ruthlessness. No one who violates his majesty will be killed directly. Even if she has a mild feeling towards his lineal descendant, she will never be allowed to rebel.
"I'll give you a chance. You make your own choice!"
Antonio's voice is like a devil climbing out of Shura's abyss. The pupils of his two eyes emit light blood. Christina has no doubt that she has come to the edge of the cliff.
To move forward is to die, to compromise is to live. Now Christina must be forced to make a choice in the rebellion of young people and the reason of adults.
Stunned at the door for a moment, Christina walked back honestly and bowed to Antonio in good order.
"I'm sorry, Lord Antonio."
Antonio looked at Christina clenching her lips. Although she was soft in her mouth, her face was full of grievances. Obviously, her heart was full of resentment. In the past, I used to call myself "old man" casually. Now, like other people, I call myself "adult". I can clearly feel the taste of alienation no matter how close I am.
Antonio gave her a cold look and quietly sat back in his chair: "I only have you, a lineal descendant. Don't force me to put aside this most precious emotion. You should know your own situation. Without me, the people of the tribe don't know how many times they have dissected and studied you! "
Christina clenched her fists, lowered her head and muttered, "is that why you've driven Andrew to the end of his life..."
"Don't tell me about that traitor again!" Antonio flew into a rage and patted the table fiercely. "Andrew was the experimental object we had captured, and he was very ill. Even if he didn't enter the crazy laboratory, he couldn't live long! We have saved him and given him the ability to surpass the ordinary people. In return, it is his duty to give everything to his family! "
"So you killed him!" Christina raised her head abruptly. The tall, thin and dull man in her mind was the only one who was kind to her from the bottom of his heart, although he was not good at words. At that time, she was at the age of love, but her strength had not yet awakened. She could only watch him being besieged by his fellow people and jumping off the cliff after being badly hit. She still didn't know whether he was alive or dead."He's not dead."
Antonio was silent for a long time. With a gloomy face, he said coldly, "I heard about him more than half a year ago. He disguised himself as the housekeeper of the" sacred Scepter ", the number one force in the city. It's a pity that ray was killed by his enemy, and Andrew has never been seen since. Our people are looking for him all over the world. Once there is a trace... "
"You are not allowed to find him!" Christina was surprised and screamed, "I'll go to him. You're not allowed to kill him again, or I won't forgive you!"
After that, he rushed out without hesitation, even ignoring Antonio's roar.
Christina, who rushed out of the secret base in one breath, soon became bright in her eyes. In recent years, she has been a bit decadent, because she has not extricated herself from Andrew's death. Now when she heard that he is still alive, her heart has rekindled the flame of hope.
No matter where he is, no matter how he lives, we must find him!
In this place full of darkness and bloody smell everywhere, only Andrew can smell the clean smell. Just like herself, they often stand side by side in the sun. They can't feel the oppression of the sun at all, and they don't feel any improvement when they come to the night.
Both of them are of the same kind. Maybe they live under the same people's different vision, like a heavy burden, maybe they share the same disease, or maybe they are other factors. Their hearts soon get together.
Christina is adamant that it's love