Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 7 Solution. Manor Meeting【Celebrating the launch of Princess Jack】

Marta felt a little sleepy, and looked at the clock on the wall, the pointer had already pointed to the twelve o'clock position, "Okay, everyone go to rest, Roy, you and Pearson carried Neb to his room Go in, Frank and Lucky you will go with me, today, we will not go back to our own room to sleep, Helena, Tracy and Emma will follow me to Emily's room." Marta was alert Glancing at Riley, everyone understood what Marta meant.

Riley raised the corners of his mouth in disdain and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so early. They are just ants that I can easily crush to death. I wouldn't mind killing you directly." He After finishing speaking, he went straight to the door, opened it and walked out of the room.

Emma stared dumbfounded at the door being slammed shut, "Is he crazy? It's already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and those crows will be more densely hovering over people's heads."

Pearson said he didn't care if Riley was dead or alive. After all, people like him deserved [-] hells.

"People who want to leave can't be kept, and people who want to die can't be saved. Emma, ​​don't worry about his kind of villain, go to rest early." Pearson cared about Emma, ​​and Roy grabbed her by the collar to carry her. cloth.

"Hey Roy, what are you in such a hurry for? I haven't finished talking yet." Pearson protested with some dissatisfaction. I’m afraid it’s dawn after you’ve finished speaking.” Pierson was at a loss for words, followed Roy and carried Neb into Neb’s room, “Shall we sleep like you do today?” Helena saw that Riley had left After asking Marta, Marta pondered for a while and said, "I don't believe him at all. Let's stay in the same room together today, it's safer." Tracy nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes. , I sleep alone every day, I don’t even have anyone to talk to, it’s very boring.”

Emma scolded with a smile, "You almost died in this place, and you still want to chat?" Tracy was unhappy when she heard that, and threw herself on Emma, ​​"I won't die so easily, okay?"

"I don't know who was controlling the robot outdoors last time. It was almost caught by that ghost, and it was still crying in my arms, as if it had been discarded." Emma was not annoyed, and joked with a smile.

Tracy's face turned red all of a sudden, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "That was just a mistake! A mistake!"

"My eldest lady, you always say that you made a mistake every time. Didn't I ask Pearson to save you?" Emma felt helpless and rubbed Tracy's head.

"Hey, don't touch my head, I won't grow tall! By the way, how are you and Pearson doing now?" Tracy asked with a wicked smile.

Emma blushed this time, "What is it? Isn't it just like that!"

"Which kind?" Tracy broke the casserole and asked.

Seeing that Emma couldn't stand it anymore, Marta quickly said, "Girls, it's time for us to go to bed." After speaking, she gave Helena a wink.

Helena understood in seconds, and pretended to yawn, "I'm so sleepy."

Seeing that Helena was sleepy, Emma quickly dragged Helena to Emily's room.

"Helena, you have to rest well. I don't even know that you have traveled so much with us today, and you have helped us so much." Emma's rambling words warmed Helena's heart.

"Thank you, Emma." Helena said in her heart.

Seeing that Emma and Helena had already entered Emily's room, Tracy rushed in with Marta.Although Marta was a little helpless, the corners of her mouth were raised. Tracy was really a hot girl.

It was late at night, and there was a bloody moon in the dark night sky, and crows were circling around the manor, singing their hymns.

In the villa of the manor, three burly people sat on a leather sofa with a length of 10 meters. A huge spider, the face of the person sitting in the middle is abnormally white, and that face is smiling all the time, ferocious and terrifying, with brown curly hair, and lips as red as blood.

He holds a chainsaw in one hand, black claws in the other, wears a clown's red nose and hat, and wears a clown's festive and funny red dress, but there is no sense of joy.

Sitting on the right side of the clown was a man with a deer head. He seemed impatient. He pulled his long chain impatiently. He opened his mouth but didn't make any sound.

Sitting on the left side of the clown was a man whose face was burnt beyond recognition. There were many white bandages wrapped around his face and hands, and there were bloodstains. It seemed that these bandages had not been changed for many years. He held a small gold in his hand. On the curved sickle, the blood on it seemed to be still fresh, flowing and onto the floor.

The spider is a woman, but her limbs have been transformed into eight spider legs. Her face can no longer be seen clearly, which is quite terrifying. She is wrapped in cloth and spider silk, and she hangs there leisurely upside down. Anyway, she Not dizzy.

"Where's Jack? Didn't he ask us to come to the meeting? I came here in a hurry before my chainsaw finished sawing that guy, and now he's late to play with me?" The clown-looking man was very annoyed.

"Joker, Ben, don't be so irritable, gentlemen always need time to prepare, don't they?" the spider chuckled.

Joker snorted coldly, "Oh, Valletta, don't you like that kid?" Ben looked at Valletta, "Leo, this is Jack's habit, isn't it? Besides Now, Jack is the most outstanding of you, isn't he?" Valletta looked at the man with the scythe for help.

Leo nodded perfunctorily, "It's not the first time you know Jack." After speaking, he looked away. He really didn't want to talk more, because he didn't know what he should say.

It seemed that some kind of emotion had been forgotten by him along with the memory, and damn it, he couldn't remember anything.

Although Joker was somewhat dissatisfied with Jack, but because of Jack's outstanding talent and appearance, he had nothing to say. He always thought that Jack was a stupid guy.

He'd asked Lady Nightingale what Jack's trading wish was for being part of their Overseer.

The answer Ms. Nightingale gave him surprised him.

she says.

Jack, he just wants a face that won't age and an immortal body.

It's really ridiculous. Don't normal people choose supreme power or strength?
Isn't the face all skin?What is the point of wanting this skin?Just because it looks good?
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