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Petit's blood and ketchup mixed Roy's roast meat, Roy put down his knife and fork, licked his lips, turned a deaf ear to Petit's screams, and quietly wiped the minced meat from the corners of his mouth.

"Ahhhh

"You, I'm going to kill you, and the people above won't let you go."

Petit was still screaming in fear, rage, and blindness.

Luciano was unmoved, Beirut didn't seem to hear, and Nisia smiled.

Only Roy answered, and he took a sip of new white grape wine while ****.

"You're talking about Mr. Quahis. I'll tell you the unfortunate news that he already knows about you smearing his money. ”

Petit looked horrified, as if she was dead. Then his gaze was fixed on Nisya, who only a woman could touch her own things.

"I'll give you the good news, Quasis said he'll spare your life if you pay back twice as much."

"I'll pay it back, I'll pay it back, I can pay it back."

Petit misunderstood something and begged for mercy.

"I'll tell you the bad news again, your money in Switzerland has been split equally between the four of us. You don't have any money right now! ”

Petit looked at Roy with a look of you tricking me, I hate you.

Roy realized for the first time that he had a strong desire to talk today.

"It didn't happen that way, we finally knew each other, and I wouldn't be so desperate to watch you die. So, as long as you pick up this dinner knife and be here, cut off your fingers yourself, as an aparation for your rudeness, Nisia and I plan to lend you some money first. What do you think? ”

"Rabbit cub, you play me, I don't believe you, you kill me, kill me."

Petit shouted.

"Okay!"

Roy pulled a silencer pistol out of his bosom and aimed it at Petit.

"Now that my suggestion is still valid, don't you think about it?"

Petit looked at Roy's nervous face, but finally faltered, grabbed Roy's dinner knife, and slashed down at his pinned hand with a shudder.

The knife wasn't very sharp, Petit howled apologetically, Nisaia seemed to enjoy the sound, and Roy watched with amusement.

The finger finally broke, and rolled off the table, to the floor, and to Nisney's feet.

Nisaia bent down to pick up the finger, which she picked up and wiped on her skirt before placing it in her small purse.

"Keep a souvenir!"

Then she took another look at her small watch and said, "The boat is going to start, stop playing." ”

"Okay!"

Roy got up with some regret, and Luciano suddenly locked Petit's body, Petit felt something, and he screamed blindly.

"No, no, no, no"

Petit seemed to only say one word, and Niseia picked up her knife, walked to Petit's side, and wiped it on Petit's neck as if she were slaughtering a chicken.

Fortunately, the knife was sharp, the blood line expanded under the action of blood pressure and air pressure, and the beautiful blood like droplets sprayed out, making the walls redder, the dining table more artistic, and the chandelier a little more rusty.

Petit felt like his life was slipping, but after all, he wasn't dead.

Roy saw that Nisia had already gone to the back door, and his uncontrollable desire to talk made him put his lips to the ear of Petit, who was already soft in the chair.

"I'll tell you another story, once upon a time there was a boy named Roy and a girl named Nisaia, and their parents decided to remarry. Then one day their remarried parents went out together and never came back. ”

"The police told Roy and Nisia that their parents had been shot, that they had been robbed by a stupid gangster, and that he had killed two people and ruined two children but had only been in prison for eight years."

"You should be familiar with this story, which gang member is you! You don't know how much Nisia and I have suffered, and you don't know what has become of Nisia because you hurt you......"

While Roy was still chattering, Petit slowly gave up the struggle, letting death come quietly, and his eyes were wide as if he wanted to see the sky above the ceiling.

A week passed, and somewhere in the North Atlantic, there was snow, grass, and a big house. Roy and Nisia sat side by side by the sea.

Nisaia had a sketchpad on her lap, and Roy pinched her fishing rod.

Nisaia is painting the sea and the sky, the sea is gentle like a mother's body, the sea breeze is soft like a sweet cake, the red sun is warm, and the seabirds are beautiful.

Roy felt the rod sink, and he screamed "here" and pulled up the rod, only to find a leather shoe from nowhere.

Roy was surprised, then angry.

Nisaia smiled, innocent, innocent, without a trace of nervousness.

A cruise ship sailed past the island far away against the horizon, and Wang San stood on the deck, he vaguely saw the island, but he didn't see the people on the island. Nisaia traced a sail shadow between the sky and the sea, but there was no Wang San.

The sea breeze is so lonely, the sea breeze is so noisy, Wang San came to the sea, and Wang San became a little silent.

Wang San always felt that the sea water wanted to say something to himself, but the sea water forgot Wang San's name, and Wang San forgot the sound of the sea water. They stare at each other all day long, but they don't say a word.

Nancy's match was set in Tokyo, an oriental city. To go to a distant place, the plane is a good means of transportation, but Nancy, Tina, and Alice, three people with women's names, unanimously chose the fortress cruise ship on the sea.

Wang San didn't care, and Yusus's objection was invalid, so they took a boat to Tokyo together.

Nancy went to fight for the title, while Tina and Alice went to compete in a stand-up fight in Japan.

Wang San was pulled to raise his posture, but Marven who was supposed to come didn't come, and Marven didn't say goodbye after a day.

Marvin left the gym and no one could find him, and Yusus even called his parents, but Marvin's parents' calls went unanswered.

Marven just disappeared, like a morning mist.

"Hey, Wang San, let's go dance."

Alice's straightforwardness that doesn't change at any time pierces the sea breeze.

Alice wore a big straw hat and a floral dress in the color of spring, and stood with Tina, who was draped with long hair and long legs, and stood brightly as if spring flowers and summer tulips were placed in a vase.

"Okay!"

Dancing is something that Wang Sanxin learned, and everyone on the ship is keen to dance, but Wang San can only obey.

Enter the Grand Ballroom on the second floor of the ship, which is now filled with gentlemen and ladies.