Chapter 209: A close attempt with my sister

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"What game?"

John curiously leaned over to Cheryl, and a black wall instantly rose from the ground, separating the fat man from Cheryl, and startling John to the ground.

"Bill, what are you doing!"

"One last reminder, stay away from her, although I'm not hungry now, it doesn't stop me from preparing food for my next meal. ā€

Bill's face was gloomy, full of anger at John's passover actions, he should not have done such a self-defeating act, and it seemed that the fact that becoming a capable person still inevitably carried him away.

Of course, Bill is not in a hurry to get out of here, the information he wants has only just surfaced, and the noisy street rats are always a nuisance, but they can be used to touch the manor's mechanism to ensure that his secret is not discovered.

"Hey, I'm sorry, Bill, I'll listen to you. ā€

John raised his hands and returned to the fat boss lying on the couch, thinking in his heart that he had a chance of winning against the terrifying shadow, and a few possibilities of escape.

However, the truth is cruel, if Bill intends to make him disappear, he will not even be left in this world, and the teacher at the school is right, wizards are evil and cruel guys, even if they used to be the same as normal people, but one day they will be exposed.

As the black wall slowly retracted to the ground, Cheryl looked a little surprised, wondering if it was Bill's control over the shadows, or if she was surprised at her own protection.

"Brother, won't he play games with us?"

"By the way, brother, I don't know what my father did, but he told me that as long as we don't leave the house, we won't be taken away by the bad guys. ā€

Cheryl jumped off the couch, her white skirt swaying with her slender body, and several ugly dolls suddenly emerged from under the couch and jumped after heryl.

The ugly doll suddenly turned around and cracked a grim smile

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John gasped and stared at the weird-looking dolls in surprise, covering his mouth and not daring to speak, his eyes full of shadows.

Bill squinted his eyelids and followed Cheryl, reassuring the little robots in his head and forbidding them from appearing, thinking he had found a breakthrough in the study of shadow creatures mentioned in Williams' father's letter.

"I'll go with my sister, and you'll be waiting here for the bow tie, oh, by the way, maybe you should pray that he'll come back alive." ā€

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John didn't reply, but swallowed unconsciously, a deep sense of powerlessness took root in him, and he hated more and more the feeling of having to obey others in everything.

The eyeballs that glanced upwards were quickly hidden, and he turned his attention back to himself, since Boss Fett said that he and the emperor said that he had excellent potential, then how should this ability be used?

The fat man exhaled slowly, and half of his face felt itchy from the fire, and he scratched his face hard, presenting another terrible feeling.

The tyrannical gaze was momentarily revealed, and when Bill turned back from the living room, he reverted to his submissive form, smiling as he watched them leave......

Bill followed the ugly dolls, which he felt were similar to the witch dolls left behind by the masked woman, with the little robot bringing the same feedback.

Instead of stepping up the steps to the upper floor, Cheryl led the group in a strange direction, and Bill remembered that when he inspected the villa yesterday, he didn't remember a dark passage like this one day.

He followed Cheryl, and the girl who was carrying the bunny and swaying in her hand looked so innocent, her long hair covered her ass and looked like it hadn't been repaired for a long time.

Resisting the urge to help her comb her hair, Bill's special feeling for blood relatives is still flowing in his blood, this girl is Williams's only relative, what a pity......

Bill stopped at the end of the hallway, where there was no road or any light, only the immaculate-looking floor, he didn't need light, and Cheryl didn't seem to need it.

She suddenly fell to the ground, and several ugly dolls came to help with her wave of hands, and they tried with all their strength to open the secret door that fit into the floor.

"Is your playground underground?"

Bill walked over to them, and several black ropes emerged from the ground, like needles and threads sewing the earth, along the cracks in the secret door, and pushed it open with ease.

Cheryl sat on the floor with a relaxed face and a sweet smile on her face, the dust leaving a few black marks on her cheeks, but she didn't care and raised her hand to wipe her forehead.

"Brother, it's good to have you at home. ā€

ā€œ...... Actually, there's one thing I didn't tell you, because those people haven't left, and I—I can't let them know about this place. ā€

"This is what my father specially instructed me, I must not tell anyone but you about this place, this is his last treasure. ā€

Cheryl whispered cautiously, with a little apology and helplessness, and waved her hand again, and the ugly dolls stumbled to the entrance to see that no one would get closer.

"The ...... left by my father What's that?"

She nodded cautiously, like a purebred cat with a stranger coming to the house, obviously nervous to death, and cocked her tail and pretended not to care about passing by.

Playful young Ragdolls who haven't grown up yet, this is Bill's latest evaluation of Cheryl, if you can, it would be nice to never want to be big.

"It's something he's been working on underground all day, I don't know what it's for, but my father treasures them, and maybe you'll like it. ā€

"Brother, you know, I don't have any interest in becoming a good witch and inheriting the results of research......

Cheryl innocently raised her mouth, got up and ran to Bill's side and gently grabbed his sleeve, Bill suddenly wanted to pat her head like this and take her in his arms.

He thought so, and he did it.

Her hair, though like a girl nestled at home, was very smooth and had a unique fragrance, like a pure white plum blossom blooming in the dark......

Bill touched her long hair with gloves on, and suddenly the urge to touch her directly rose like a direct touch!

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"No, please don't talk yet, let me hold you, I miss you so much......"

Saliva slid down his throat as he gently held the red-faced Cheryl in his arms, feeling satisfaction he had never felt before as his soft body leaned against him.

Williams' body doesn't tire of Cheryl's body, he's not an isolated existence outside the world, and there's something in this world that can make him feel happy!

His right hand quietly ripped off the black glove of his left hand, and he longed to really hug his sister, even if she wasn't her real sister, but they had the same blood flowing from their bodies.

His excited body began to tremble, and the fear in his heart crept up his heart and limbs, and his bewildered fingertips tapped lightly on his long silky hair......

"Ha, haha, hahahahaha!"

"I did it, I touched her, I really touched her directly!"

"No, no, Bill, calm down first, you calm down first, it's just hair, it's just hair......

"You're going to really touch her body, you're going to touch her pure, smooth milky skin, you're going to touch her reddened cheeks!"

Wild thoughts quickly swirled in his mind, and Bill became more and more unable to control his arm, and his right arm trembled worse than an epileptic seizure!

He gently pushed away the soft body, the cold touch disappeared through the clothes, and it was just a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old in front of him, but she was so close to himself.

Cheryl looked up from below in confusion, and her face, which was five points alike, was close at hand......

Her face grew redder and redder because she would never forget it, Bill had been beautiful since he was a child, and he had inherited better genes than Cheryl.

Her trembling hands had been raised from behind her to her eyes, and Cheryl seemed to know what Bill was going to do next, and she stood there silently, waiting for Bill's next move.

Puff, puff, puff......

Bill's heart was beating wildly, and he swore that he had never had such a tense moment since he came into the world, and that no one would be as excited as a dog with bones about his contact with other people.

"It's going to be right away, yes, it's almost touching her face......

"Close, close, close, close!"

"Bump, I bump into ......"

怌......怍

"Gross-"

"Vomit-cough-cough-cough!"

The next moment he touched Cheryl's cheek, Bill quickly turned and fled, crouching in the corner and vomiting desperately, spitting out bile and breakfast.

A huge feeling of nausea came straight to his head from the bottom of his heart, like doing a 180° surfing exercise, and finally he vomited so much that he couldn't even realize it.

Cheryl didn't feel uncomfortable by his sudden behavior, maybe this was the boy she was familiar with, the one who touched him, the members of the Cliff family would have complained that no one understood Bill's jokes?

She walked up behind Bill and gently patted Bill on the back, bringing her innocent comfort and condolences to her fragile heart.

Bill's problem has been many years, and Cheryl had thought several times that Bill would die outside, but he still stubbornly came back, back to the place where he was born.

This feeling of complete isolation from others is just whether there is a pitch-black iron cage to cover it, and how many days can ordinary people survive in a world where there is nothing and they cannot communicate with others?

It won't take you ten days to go crazy......

"Brother, how are you feeling, Scarecrow Seven brought you water, you better drink some water first, right?"

Cheryl held the teacup and handed it to Bill, she could feel Bill's body still trembling, and the touch with the flesh made him feel like he had eaten a whole piece of fat meat!

"No, leave me alone......"

"Hehe, I'm fine, I'm fine!"

"It's not me, I, I'm really a normal person, I'm not sick, I'm not sick!!"

Bill turned his head and suddenly shouted at Cheryl, his face already covered in cold sweat, his sharp teeth exposed to the air, his eyes widened larger than a light bulb, and there was only deep darkness under his frightened sunken eye sockets......

He propped his hands on the wall, swayed weakly, got up, put on his black gloves again, and protected himself in the clumps of the world.

"Brother, you ......"

Cheryl covered her mouth, she probably didn't expect Bill to look like this, his hysterical reaction was like the excitement he had when he first got this disease as a child.

He locked himself in his room and let it happen, he broke all the furniture, and he couldn't change the fact that he couldn't make contact with humans.

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"Sorry, sorry Cheryl, sorry ......"

Bill kept apologizing to Cheryl, but he didn't watch Cheryl say these words, his eyes drifting into the empty darkness of the ground, through Cheryl's clothes.

"I'm fine, let's go underground. ā€

Bill, who had rejected Cheryl's kindness, had another plan in his mind, he shouldn't have blessed hope for it in the first place, and he had to get this important piece of information about the cause of Williams' illness!

And not being able to touch Williams' sister made Bill understand another thing.

The creaking floor contracted and expanded, and after a few times it had been destroyed like an old man, but fortunately he was not afraid of the dark, and the timid should have gone crazy a long time ago.

The underground staircase was longer and so dark that it was impossible to see the edge, and Bill found that every path he walked was narrow, and the sound of crisp footsteps would play in the stairwell, disturbing the quiet place with no light.

Cheryl kept walking in front, and the ugly doll behind swished to close the door of the tunnel, jumping down the stairs and quickly returning to Cheryl.

The cold and dampness were the perfect solution to the underground, and Bill, who was dressed in thin clothing, felt a little cold, he rarely felt uncomfortable cold, but the temperature underground was even cooler than he had imagined.

There was still a black paste on the stone steps leading to the ground floor, and a foul smell spread from the ground, and Bill felt that the villa could also ask about this smell, but the concentration was much lower than here.

"Cheryl, do you hope to live in a sunny world out there one day?"

In a steady downward step, Bill suddenly asked, knowing that the Cliff family had once existed, if only in this border town, based on the photographs he had found in Williams' room.

Which is more pitiful, a child who has never seen the sun, or a child who has had and lost it?

Bill doesn't know the answer, and his thinking brain always likes to go around itself into a dead end, which is probably only a philosopher can analyze.

"Brother, I don't have to live outside, I'm satisfied to live here, even if it's just me watching the house, but I know brother, you have never forgotten me. ā€

Cheryl replied obediently, but this reply seemed to be insincere, and she must have been afraid that going out would cause Bill some trouble.

"Ahh

Before Bill could finish his second question, Cheryl suddenly pointed down happily, holding a fan that had come out of nowhere.

Towering in front of Bill's eyes was a tall iron gate, rusted and covered with blood-soaked marks......