Chapter 83: The Night Visit (Page 1/1)

Glass was so uneasy by his anxiety that he took a big sip of his wine.

No matter how expensive the wine was, it was no different from a strong bad wine when drunk in such a drama, and the strong alcohol hit Glass's brain, nearly knocking the young underworld at the helm.

No matter how strong the protective glass is, it does not prevent the internal invasion of alcohol.

Glass sniffed hard, filling his lungs with more air, and although the oxygen in the room was slightly cloudy, it cleared his head a lot.

Glass tossed his glass onto the carpet at his feet, ignoring the fact that the expensive liquor had stained the equally expensive carpet.

Glass came to the window and looked at the scenery he had been enchanted and admired in the past, and the pleasant feelings in his heart were gone, replaced by fear.

The glass reflected the bustling scenes of the streets, which in Glass's eyes were more like his own family, in the midst of the brilliant lights of prosperity, but when the dawn came, everything was shattered and collapsed.

What will happen to all of them?

Glass asked himself in pain, but no one would give him an answer.

In the end, Glass had no choice but to close his eyes.

And just as Glass's expression was dim in depression, a figure had appeared on the window in front of him, and the shadow it produced had shrouded Glass, but Glass was not aware of it.

The figure didn't make much of a move, just stared at Glass silently, as if trying to read what it needed from his face.

Perhaps in the dark, Glass's sixth sense still sensed the strange aura that permeated the surroundings, and finally Glass slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as his gaze was focused, Glass's face suddenly turned pale, his pupils constricted, and an incomparable sense of fear came from the inside out.

At that moment, Glass only felt that he had entered the Netherworld Hell, and that the demon master of hell was standing in front of him.

But at the moment when Glass's sanity was frightened, he realized that he was not facing a demon, but a living human.

More precisely, a blasphemer.

But even the person in front of him was Cupid Glass, the goddess of love, who lost the nature of joy, and screamed in complete disregard, and his body staggered back one after the other with great speed.

The "demon" outside the window was not surprised by this, or rather, it was waiting for this result, and when Glass retreated, the "demon" stretched out a claw and pressed it against the window.

He was no longer sure that this glass that could not be broken by a powerful sniper rifle could be broken in an instant, but it was not difficult for him to solve the same glass of glass.

The claws of the "demon" began to vibrate rapidly, and the high-frequency tremor looked like a gloomy phantom dance, with evil in the ghost.

Just as Glass stepped back to his seat, he heard a loud cracking thud, and the sturdy bulletproof glass was shattered.

When the roar was accompanied by the cold wind pouring into the room, Glass's heart was completely immobilized as if he had fallen into a cold mire.

However, the "demon" seemed to be familiar with the road and slid gracefully into the interior from the outside, and it was at this time that Glass finally discovered the huge magic wings behind the "demon".

At this moment, the door was violently slammed open from the outside to the inside, and four heavily armed Glass bodyguards had already rushed into the room, and before anyone could react, the muzzle of the black hole was already aimed at the "demon".

With the flash of light and gunfire, the "demon" seemed to be completely wrapped in bullets in an instant.

At the same time, a bodyguard had already rushed to Glass's side, grabbed Glass's armpit, and dragged him towards the door with great force.

Everything happened very suddenly, from the sudden appearance of the "demon" to the time when the bodyguards fired the first shot, the whole process was not even five or six seconds. It can be seen that Glass's bodyguards are not seemingly useless and idle, which directly reflects their excellent execution ability and judgment ability.

Even so, they are still slightly inferior in the end, because the enemy in front of them is not equal either.

The "demon" waved his hand to defend against the bullets and at the same time exerted his strength, and in an instant, four black spears had already materialized in the air, and with a sudden wave of his hand again. The four black spears burst out as if they had eyes, and before a few bodyguards could react, their bodies were completely pierced by the black spears.

"Uh..."

...

The gunfire in the room was so quiet that Glass didn't have time to think about it in a panic, he just froze there, and when he reacted, he saw that the four bodyguards next to him had an eerie blood hole on the head!

It was these blood holes that killed four people.

Seeing this scene, Glass was dumbfounded, he never thought that things would eventually turn out like this, and for a while he was completely stiff there, not knowing what to do.

"It's a good look, it's commendable, and if you're like them, it's really easy for me to hurt you. ”

The "demon" in front of him showed a tone of complete relief, as if praising Glass's behavior. As he spoke, the "demon" had already walked to a distance of about two meters in front of Glass and continued: "Captain Glass, don't come unharmed. ”

Listening to the other party's tone, Glass was even more shocked, he really couldn't imagine what the other party's identity was. The only one who has to deal with it is TAROT, and TAROT will never use such a direct method of violence even if he wants to break off his own kindness, and he is still quite valuable to him at the moment, at least in terms of money, there is no other force that can be more convenient than the Glass family.

Looking at Glass's stunned appearance, the "demon" tilted his head and said: "You seem to be scared a lot, I'm sorry this is really my mistake, I promise that nothing like this will happen again." Symbolically, he raised three fingers, as if swearing to him.

"You... Be... Who..."

Stunned, Glass finally struggled to spit out three words.

The "demon" said indifferently: "It's really rude, I think it's the first time I've met you." I've always admired the Daimyo, but you may not have an impression of me, but I'm ashamed to say that I'm a little famous in Tsukishima now. ”

With that, the "demon" pointed to the top of his head and said, "Here's a hint for you." ”

Looking at the snow-like white-haired Glass, as if suddenly realizing something, his gaze became even more frightened and distorted.

"Whitehead... Weng!"

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