"Are you sure it's a Christmas present, not an April Fool's joke?"

An hour and a half after Venus left, Elsa, who had just arrived from Catherine's Kiss Restaurant, was stunned to look at the luxurious villa in front of her, and her whole person fell into a state of stupor.

As a "poor ghost" who still has no place to live, she can't imagine who would give a multi-million-dollar mansion as a bicycle or some other gadget to a stranger she doesn't know well.

Not to mention strangers, even parents in the United States rarely give too expensive gifts to their children directly, let alone luxury villas on Long Island.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders with a smile and responded in a half-joking tone: "Don't worry, Elizabeth just checked on the Internet, and the property right address here has indeed been changed to my name." In addition, I also gave the other party a gift of equal value. ”

"Fack, I don't think a few bottles of magic potion can compare to a luxury villa worth tens of millions of dollars. If I had to choose, I would not hesitate to choose the latter. Aisha said as she rubbed the soles of her shoes vigorously before stepping into the bright living room.

Before she could take a look at the décor and furnishings, Elizabeth ran down from the second floor and gave her sister a warm hug: "Hey, how are you doing?

"That's not bad! Today's tip alone is six hundred dollars, and I can get a close-up view of the vampire dude and two fan girls banging in the dimly lit hallway......"

Aisha was obviously very satisfied with her current work, and the corners of her mouth curled up to tell the interesting story of the day.

Especially about the part of "popping", she specially used a series of words that are not the same, not at all like a girl who dropped out of school in the first year of high school.

You must know that English is not a Chinese character developed from hieroglyphs, each word is relatively independent, and even special professions such as writers often need to look up dictionaries, let alone ordinary people.

Zhang Cheng felt that with Aisha's vocabulary in this regard, it would be humiliating not to write a glamorous affair.

Just when he was sitting on the sofa helplessly listening to these boring trivia, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

"Anyone calling at such a late hour?" said Elizabeth, looking up in surprise.

"Maybe there was some emergency. Zhang Cheng glanced at the wall clock, and it was just half past eleven.

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

Moment!

A seductive female voice came from the other end: "Good evening!

"Who are you?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned.

As a transcendent being with a divine and a mind like the mind of the Mind Flayer, he was sure that this was the first time he had heard the other person's voice.

"Hehe, have you forgotten that we only met this afternoon. The woman hinted with a chuckle.

"Is that you? the murderer of Old Bass, who claims to be a descendant of Selma?"

When he said this, Zhang Cheng's eyes lit up slightly, revealing undisguised surprise.

"That's right! How about you make a deal with me?" the woman suggested in a slightly languid voice.

"Hahahaha! Do you think you're qualified to trade with me?"

Zhang Cheng was obviously amused by the other party, and laughed unscrupulously, unable to understand how a mouse hiding in a dark corner had the courage to dare to make a deal with the dragon.

Unfortunately, the woman apparently did not realize this, and threatened in an extremely cold tone: "Don't be so arrogant! Maybe when your beautiful little girlfriend is dismembered and fed to the dog, you will understand what a huge mistake you have made." ”

"Oh, yes, then please give it a try. Also, you just gave me a nice suggestion to cut you into pieces and feed them to the dogs when I catch you. ”

After that, Zhang Cheng hung up the phone directly without hesitation.

Threat?

His character is destined to never accept any kind of threat!

Even if someone kidnaps or even hurts Elizabeth, he will not make any compromises, but will directly choose more brutal revenge methods, killing every relative and friend around the enemy, even the newborn baby.

As a person who fully embraced the darkness, he knew what sacrifice and loss was, and he had long been mentally prepared for it.

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

......

At the same time, in the room of a dilapidated motel in Brooklyn, New York, a woman with long black hair listened to the busy tone coming from the phone, and the whole person froze in place for a minute, and then smashed the phone violently, and roared angrily: "Bastard! How dare he?! I am a descendant of the witch Selma! No one can refuse me!"

"Calm down! Zoe! Since he's so arrogant, let's give him some color. Another man in his mid-fifties in an old-fashioned jacket suggested.

"What do you mean......" The woman known as Zoe clenched her fists.

The old man replied with a sinister smile, "Of course it's the kidnapping of that girl named Elizabeth and her sister! In two days there will be the annual auction of the North American Parliament, and that Oriental will definitely go to participate, and we can take advantage of this opportunity to start." ”

"Okay! Let's do it! By the way, what's going on with the gold disc?"

"Don't worry, we'll already know what we're really used for. ”

"Better hurry! I can't wait to give those betrayers a little color!"

To soothe the woman's irritable mood, the old man quickly pushed open the door and walked out of the car hotel, walked alone to a gray pickup truck two streets away, took out a cigarette and smiled at the middle-aged man in the cab and said, "Hey, man, borrow a fire!"

"Give!" Without saying a word, the other party took out the cigarette lighter in the car and lit the cigarette, and then asked with a smile: "What, does that woman believe the lies you made?"

"Yes! She's like an idiot now, clamoring all day long that she's a descendant of the witch Selma. When we get what we want, she will automatically stand up and take all the consequences. Perfect plan, isn't it?" The old man's eyes revealed a sly look.

"Great! I'll tell you right away! Remember, keep your mouth shut, and don't tell anyone a single detail about the plan. As long as this vote is done, we can complete that damn contract without worrying about the fear that we could be dragged into hell at any time......"