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At nightfall, in the southeast corner of the city, there is a villa that occupies a large area.

However, the actual situation is somewhat opposite, the huge villa sees a few figures, of course, there is no need to worry about safety, the entire planet of the Dawning Star has not had any major bad things in a hundred years.

This is thanks to its special system security, and of course it has to do with the special status of the Aurora Star, which is known as the world's largest trading planet and has more energy than anyone can imagine.

And this prosperity hides all the disharmony under the depths, so the result is a piece of harmony.

A black car slowly stopped at the door, and a thin old man walked down without a smile on his face, and the old housekeeper of the villa hurriedly opened the door.

Hotkins walked in and didn't communicate with the butler in any way, and everything seemed perfectly normal.

When I walked through the garden to the door of the house,

Hotkins spoke.

"How's Horn today?"

The old butler paused slightly and spoke.

"Master, the young master is quite stable today, but the speed of body aging is getting faster and faster."

Hotkins seemed to have expected no change in his expression, but felt his stride getting heavier.

Halfway through, Hotkins spoke.

"I'll go for dinner later, I'll go see Horn."

After saying that, Hotkins directly changed direction and walked towards the next room.

Hotkins slowly pushed the door open, his whole body stiffening.

I saw his son sitting in a wheelchair, and five special figures stood behind him.

Bei Mo said with a smile.

"Mr. Hotkins, you are so uninvited to visit, and I hope you will bear with me."

Hotkins, who had been in government offices for many years, did not react too violently, but spoke very calmly.

"If you want something, take it yourself, I don't think my son should be of much value to you."

Red Moon couldn't help but show an expression of admiration, this Hotkins's calm mind is really not comparable to ordinary people.

"There are no things, but people have taken a fancy to them, and we are here for you this time."

Bei Mo said straight to the point.

"I don't think I'm going to be of any help to you," Hotkins said calmly. ”

Although he didn't say anything else, the firmness of his tone could be easily heard.

"I'm sure you'll take your word back, so let's make a deal."

Hotkins didn't speak, he looked at Bei Mo thoughtfully, not knowing why he had a very bad premonition.

"I know you're working for a group of big people, and of course you're just one of the participants, but you don't seem to get what you want, and all they're giving you is this barely life-sustaining drug."

Hotkins' expression finally moved,

"Who are you who you have fallen to the ground?"

"It doesn't matter who we are, it's what you choose."

Bei Mo said with a smile.

"Since you know so many things, then you should know very well that once I promise you, my son and I will still end up in the same fate." Hotkins said directly.

"Normally, that's the case, but things are done by people, and I have many ways to make you vaporize in the world, as long as you don't show up yourself."

Hotkins stood there for a long time without speaking, looking at his son, who was in a wheelchair with cloudy eyes, and did not say a word for a long time.

Finally, he spoke.

"It doesn't matter how old I am, it's just my son, I know that his soul is sound, but his physical defects are too serious, since you dare to come, you should come prepared, cure him, and arrange everything properly, I can promise you."

Bei Mo nodded and said.

"Very well, then, as a sign of my sincerity, Barman will cure him."

When Baman heard Bei Mo's words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily.

"You think I'm God? I can cure him, but it's not empty-handed, I have the medicines and equipment, but I need an operating room and it needs to be absolutely quiet. ”

Hotkins looked at Barman and spoke.

"There's an operating room here."

Barman said, looking at Hotkins.

"You know me?"

Hotkins said calmly, "Yes, and I'm not surprised at all by your arrival, since the auction of that parchment scroll was robbed, I have had a hunch. ”

Hearing Hotkins' words, Barman's expression was a little strange.

"It's okay, I'm sure we'll take what we need and that's the best outcome."

Bei Mo walked up to Hotkins and said.

"Hmph." Barman pushed Horn out of the room without asking where the operating room was.

Hotkins finally couldn't hold back, and glanced back at Horn who was pushed away,

"Don't worry, Mr. Hotkins, if even Dr. Barman can't cure him, I don't think there's much hope for your son."

"I know, you can tell you what you want."

Bei Mo said, "Then let's start, how far have you interpreted that stone tablet." ”

Hotkins seems to have guessed what Beimo would ask.

"If you want to ask this, then you are in trouble, because the pattern on the stele is split into ten parts, and there are a total of ten scholars to analyze it, and I am only one of them, although in the end I also analyzed the other three, a total of four."

"Tell us what you know."

"The message inside is very complicated, and although many of the parts I have analyzed are not connected, I can guess that this should be a sacrificial text, and the content of this sacrificial text is also very strange, as if it is praying for something."

When Bei Mo heard Hotkins' words, he also frowned.

Hotkins spoke.

"Although I don't fully understand the meaning of the inscription, I can tell you one thing, because reading the patterns, I can clearly feel that my body is aging rapidly, and my life is dying."

Hearing Hotkins' words, Xue Ye suddenly looked at Hotkins, and he finally understood where the discord was.

Why is this old man so old.

Xiwen said with a sigh.

"I have a creepy feeling."

Bei Mo asked very seriously, "What about other scholars?" ”

Hotkins said directly, "Out of a total of ten scholars, five of them died violently, and I don't think the rest are much better." ”

"My life is not long, what you promised, I hope you can do it beautifully, I am giving you a message for free, when I came out of the cemetery, the person who died was not killed by the government at all, but died of old age, his whole body was decayed, and this pattern was brought out by him." For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.