Chapter 82: A Good Choice for Relaxation

"Mommy, what's wrong with you? Mom, don't scare me! ā€

"Dwayne, don't worry, Mom is fine, it's just that she accidentally fell on the road, just rest for a while, it's okay." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

In Dawn's memory, in front of him, there was never any negative emotion on the face of his mother Ella, no matter how much she was wronged or hurt outside, she always maintained an optimistic attitude, adding a bright color to Dawn's childhood in Palm Lake.

"Mom, you lie, the most you can do in wrestling is the skin on your knees or hands, your shoulders are red and bleeding!" The sound of crying echoed in my ears in my memory, and I raised my head to drink the last drop of liquid from the bottle, and threw it out.

The bottle that had lost control drew a graceful parabola in the air and landed perfectly in the trash can not far from the bench.

There was a "clang" sound, and he looked up at the starry sky.

Although most of his childhood memories have been blurred, Dawn remembers what was going to happen tonight very clearly, and it can even be said that it is unforgettable.

Lilman Fisdler, one of the culprits who caused the miserable life of Daun's mother and daughter, will meet Ella after getting drunk here tonight, under the stimulation of alcohol, a weak woman can not resist the man at all, in this small park, on the grass, the failed resistance Ella left tears of humiliation.

Although Dawn was still young at the time, he also knew that if he just wrestled, it was impossible for his clothes to be torn, and it was impossible to leave red blood marks on his chest and shoulders.

By chance, Dawn, who has become a disciple of Jace, meets the man who had been drinking with Lilman in the bar, and those people say that Lilman used this as his capital to show off, and he said it back and forth many times.

I don't know where you've been in the future, but I'm sure you'll be passing through here now.

Reopened a bottle of beer, raised his hand, raised his head, and the liquid in the bottle suddenly poured into his throat,

Then, I will kill you with my own hands.

He staggered to his feet, dragged his body almost to the touch of it, and walked forward. And on the other side of Daun, a drunken middle-aged man who was also drunk staggered over.

"Cheers! Paul, don't run! Baby, come and kiss one. He shouted one name after another into the air, and his right hand holding the bottle kept waving, as if to beckon them to hurry up and drink. After seeing the oncoming Dawn, his eyes lit up, and he walked in front of Dawn, and his left hand naturally hooked Dawn's shoulder,

"Boy, who are you doing?"

"Satan."

The smell of alcohol did not make Daun's face fluctuate in any way, and after calmly spitting out this word, the glass bottle containing half of the beer smashed directly on Lilman's head.

Broken bottles, screams, splashes of beer mixed with bright red blood running down Lilman's cheeks looked quite intimidating in the light of the street lamp.

"Damn it, who are you?!" The painful stimulus made Lilman suddenly sober up, and he looked at the mixture of blood and beer in his hands, and shouted sharply.

"The one who wants your life."

Short, he dodged the bottle that Lilman threw out, and a swoop came in front of Lilman, and the fist he swung fell heavily on Lilman's chest, causing Lilman to stagger backwards with great force.

Unforgiving, the knee that was lifted immediately after him hit Lilman's abdomen hard, the huge pain almost didn't make Lilman vomit, the elbow of his right hand was raised, from the bottom up, while Lilman covered his abdomen and chin, a cold fruit knife appeared in his left hand.

"No, wait a minute, don't kill me! Wait a minute! ā€

"I think a lot of people have told you that." The words were whispered, but the blade with a cold glow did not hesitate at all, and plunged straight into Lilman's chest!

"But did you give the same answer as I did?"

He asked softly, but no one answered, and turned to leave, Lilman's eyes staring at the sky in a daze, his face still frightened and incredulous.

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"How? Do you think this Jace Quinn could be a knight? ā€

The black Land Rover drove smoothly on the road, and in the cabin, Amanda's voice broke the long-dormant atmosphere.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€¦ā€¦ā€¦ā€¦ It's hard to say," after a long time, one of the two big men shook his head,

"Also, it's just the first contact, so it's hard to make a decision, so let's put Jace Quinn on the key watch list."

Looking at the scenery galloping by outside the window, Amanda suddenly came out with such a sentence, and the other two people who listened to it were stunned,

"Uh, yes."

"Sir, a body was found in front of you, do you want to notify the police to deal with it?"

"Corpses?" Amanda was a little surprised,

"Yes, the deceased was a middle-aged man with a handful of ............... in his chest. Fruit knives? ā€

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At the gate of Quinn Manor,

After seeing Quentin Lance leave, Jace returned to the manor, and the moment he returned to the living room, Thea's bouncing figure appeared in Jace's field of vision.

"Don't jump, be careful if you jump again."

"If I don't grow taller, it must be because you touch my head a lot." took a bite of the biscuit and grimaced at Jace, still a little upset that she didn't see or hear the scene of Jace "fighting" with those people.

In this regard, Jace only smiled and did not speak.

"Okay, Thea, don't make trouble, your brother has been busy all day today, and he's very tired," Moira, who felt sorry for her son, saw that Thea was still pestering Jace to ask questions, and couldn't help but stop her,

"Got it, got it." Pouting, Thea decided to talk to her sister-in-law.

"It's okay, Mom, wouldn't it be better for Thea to be so lively, by the way, what about Oliver? Why didn't you see him? Looking around, Jace was a little surprised that he didn't see Oliver, and it stands to reason that Oliver would never miss the opportunity to eat.

"Ollie is packing upstairs now, and I'm going to go to sea in three days, so I can't be more excited now." Indignantly, she put the remaining half of the biscuit in her mouth, rattling it to express her resentment to Jace.

Why is Oliver, who plays all day, able to go out on a trip, and she has to listen to the teacher's lessons at school.

"Traveling to the sea in three days? Why haven't I heard of it? Does any travel agency dare to let Oliver sign up? ā€

"Of course, the Gold Medal Quinn welcomes any member of the Quinn family." Oliver, who came to the living room with cookies, happened to hear Jace's words and took them with a grin.

"Jace, are you going, I heard from my parents that you've been busy lately, and it's a good choice to go out for a walk."