Ridiculous!

An indescribable anger swelled in Robben's chest, especially when he thought of Samuel's condition, and the oppression poured down in layers, almost breathless.

But turning his head, Robben noticed that Ray Peters and Brutus were not too shocked and surprised, and even Holden was full of calm, which made Robben a little desperate-

Because he realized that things should be irreversible.

Previously, he feared that the prestige of the Giocomo family might allow Starr to escape punishment, but now, in order to ensure that Starta would receive the punishment he deserved, they had to let Greta's ghost continue to drift away. And so they were about to dance on the carpet of blood.

Robben's shoulders slumped slightly.

Kontemir chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "I know that in front of the family reputation, Starr and I are pawns that can be sacrificed at any time, this is our fate, I realize it, but Stara is always unwilling to admit it, but I didn't expect it to be so neat." ”

"Father didn't even show up in person, didn't hesitate, didn't struggle, didn't resist, and just like that, the deal was negotiated through two servants, and then, Starr was abandoned. Father should have started preparing to protect the family's reputation by now, and Starr is no longer a Gio Como. ”

"Ah, the beautiful and noble family of Giocomo will be passed on forever and forever. ”

As he spoke, Kontemir burst out laughing.

But smiling and laughing, Kontemir couldn't help retching on the spot, his whole stomach churning, as if he was ready to vomit out yesterday's dinner.

Kontemir supported the ground with his hands, his palms tightened little by little, his fingertips buried deep in the soil, all the negative emotions turned into strength and burst out, and he could even feel the sharpness of his nails rubbing, but this still could not vent the pain in his heart.

There are no tears, but they are more sad than tears, and there is no roar, but they are more desperate than the roar.

Not far away, the noise was still surging, and it seemed that it was ready to start the celebration again.

Thunder Peters looked at Kontemir quietly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and suddenly noticed a gaze falling on him, raised his head suddenly, and then saw Horden's calm gaze, he only felt that his inner secret seemed to be exposed, and turned his head in a panic to avoid the gaze, quickly raised his hand and rubbed his slightly reddened eyes, pretending that nothing had happened.

In his stride, Ray Peters took a step in the direction of the auditorium.

Brutus stood there and hesitated for a moment, then motioned to Hodden and Robben's jaws before chasing Thunder Peters as well.

"Hoden?" Robben couldn't help but whisper, although he didn't know what better solution there was, he still hoped that Hoden could come up with a solution.

It's just that this time Robben is also destined to be disappointed.

Hoden didn't say anything and met Robben's gaze, but was unable to give an answer.

Robben knew that it was not Horden's responsibility, but he still couldn't help but have a trace of disappointment in his eyes, full of indignation but couldn't find an outlet.

"It shouldn't be a deal, it's a human life! You know, it could be you, it could be me, it could be each of us, she's a living life, she deserves respect! It shouldn't be like this, I can't believe it turned out like this. ”

There are endless words in my head, like a volcano that is blowing out, but after all, I still can't express it accurately, so I can only get angry with myself.

Turning around, Robben strode out, and in the direction he was going, he should not be preparing to return to the ball, but to leave.

Hordon didn't call out Robben, and he didn't intend to defend himself - everyone has their own battle to fight, but turned to look at Kontemir, bent down and patted him lightly on the shoulder, and whispered, "Take care", this battle belonging to Kontemir is even more difficult, and this is the only thing he can do.

After saying that, Holden also took a step.

Kontemir raised his head and watched the night slowly swallow Holden's back, the colorful halo outlining the silhouette of the figure, tall and firm, he couldn't help but bow his head and open his palm, but there was only mud and blood—

He didn't know what he would be able to grasp if he retracted his palms.

But......

Kontemir had to slowly clench his fists, feeling the rubbing of the rough earth, all the same pain, but this time, it made him feel sober.

Instead of leaving home, Holden didn't go to the auditorium, but to the tennis court:

Greta's general ...... Still alone, all eyes on Sta as if she had forgotten.

The "traces" left by Kontemir can be clearly seen at the scene - because of his efforts to protect Gretta, there is a circle of dust and grass clippings left around her, and the rest of the area is a mess, and the area within that circle is spotless and undamaged.

The young life withered away, like a bright flower that had its roots cut off, and the crimson rose petals fell one by one.

Hodden folded his hands in front of him and bowed his head in silence.

Then, raising his hand, he used the light element to condense a protective shield, imitating the way Mr. Froude had just protected the plane tree, and shrouded Greta around it—

According to normal procedure, it is up to the security team to collect evidence and dispose of the remains, but given the chaos at the scene, it may be difficult in a short period of time. There wasn't much Holden could do, and at the very least, he could protect the general and show some respect.

After all this was done, Hodden left the tennis court and walked towards the auditorium.

The dead are gone, and the living are like this.

They need to learn to say goodbye, then learn to pick themselves up, and life still goes on.

After a little slower, Kontemir's figure reappeared on the tennis court, his steps were a little messy, and his chaotic thoughts finally came to his senses again, and the first thing he did was to hope that Greta could be returned to her family in full -

Kontemir knew that it wouldn't change what Sta was doing, but he wanted it anyway.

Then Kontemir saw the protective shield that shrouded Greta over his body, and looked around, but there was only silence, and he could not find any figure.

"Kontemir, what are you going to do?"

With a turn of his head, Kontemir saw Mr. Froude walking briskly with a dark face, and he raised his hands to show his innocence, "I just want to protect Gretta's body and wait for her family to come and collect it." But apparently, someone got a head start on me. ”

Mr. Froude's expression eased slightly, and he followed Contemir's gaze to look around.

In the quiet air, only the noise and noise of the distance could be heard. Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens