Why should the uncle and niece pay the debt?

"Have you forgotten? You were once an accomplice in hiding Gray." Michael gloated, making Anya even more furious. Provoking her is a task assigned by an adult, and only I know what the benefits are.

"Where's that bastard, I'm going to flatten him!"

"Okay, I'll take you to him, Shirley!"

"Don't call me Shirley!" She's must, she's going to beat him all over the ground looking for teeth!

"Hehe—"

Little girl, you still don't know the meaning of the title that the adults have given you personally...... One day, you understand, it's not what you are now.

If she hadn't seen her twin brother, Quentin's crazy way of driving, she would have been clutching the handle of the roof and screaming hysterically.

Did Michael have a built-in road condition in his mind to broadcast in time? Turn without slowing down at all, and not afraid of which alley suddenly bursts out of the old and weak women and children to her windshield and rolls around?

"I say...... Are you reincarnated?"

"Sort of!" Michael thought for two seconds, smiled heartily and gave her this answer. "The Lord is the King of Hades who controls our life and death, if you want to see the Lord you must go to the Hades where he lives, and the word "reincarnation" is very appropriate haha, I'll tell Aiden about it later."

The king of Hades, who controls their lives and deaths, lives in Hades? The man who has a dreamy look but a personality that is not desirable at all.

Anya remembered the close encounter with the plague god last night, and his every move was very eye-catching; Every detail of the events from the time he walked into the bar to the time he left the bar is still fresh in my memory, especially when he became the first drinker to survive 7 minutes.

Originally, Tomorrow was an improvisation of her meeting with every drinker, and to her surprise everyone was drunk under it; The number of admiring guests is increasing day by day, and most of the people who come to find trouble will become her self-defense weapon tomorrow.

After the plague god easily defeated her, he still left behind the declaration of war that made people's hearts uncalm

I know what you want to ask, beat me before I answer you!

Unfortunately, the real answer is that I can only enjoy it alone.

The next day the bar was seized, saying that Cousin Gray owed a sum of money to the plague god and she was an accomplice, so even the small suite where she now lived was confiscated; Forget about the confiscation, she only went out with a backpack on her back, and only some cash, credit cards and mobile phones in it...... She didn't even have a change of clothes!

Can you not go to him to settle accounts?

It doesn't matter if he's a plague god or an immortal king, whether he's in Hades or hell, she's not afraid!

"Gritting my teeth like this, ahh

"What's the name of the plague god? Does he usually rely on a male mask to swagger and deceive everywhere? actually said that the British police are just a swarm of ants, no matter how arrogant he is, he will never even listen to the Queen of England, right? Phew!"

"None of us know your real name, so if you want to know so, you can ask your lord." Michael stretched out his free hand and caressed Anyana's cheeks, which were flushed with anger. "For the sake of how much I love you, I give you a word of advice. If you want to get something from adults, you should first examine whether you have a relatively valuable exchange of information."

"Nobody knows? How unsightly is that?" I felt more and more that the man was very inexplicable.

"Adults have code names, and we call him Lord by convention. As for the appearance of adults, adults are indeed very beautiful, I don't know if it's a mask, you can look at it yourself in the future, hehe."

A man who doesn't know his real name, whose code name no one shouts, and whose dream appearance may be fake, is the leader of a strange dark organization, and his power is so great that even the police have to obey his orders. After Cousin Gray got into trouble with this troublesome person, all his property was seized, his fingers were cut off, and his whereabouts were mysterious...... If she had known that she would also suffer from the pond fish, she would have handed over the prisoner to Aiden in the first place.

What's the turn to sit in a madman car and scurry around the streets of London? Speaking of which...... Where the hell is this?

"London – is there such a long tunnel?" Anya looked out the window in contemplation, and it took a moment to realize that they were already in the tunnel

Bell. At Michael's speed, a 10-kilometer journey should be completed in a few minutes, how long should this tunnel be? Where does it lead? Underground?

"Alas, you actually found out, I wanted to interrupt your thoughts temporarily while you were not paying attention; Now that you've found out...... Then I can't help it." Michael finally returned to his normal speed, took his hands off the steering wheel and turned around to hold Anya's face, pulling her closer to him.

"Wait! Wait, wait! You're still driving!" God, Michael's trick she hadn't experienced in the Quentin car before, and finally looked panicked. "What the hell are you going to do?"

"I want to kiss the woman I like." Michael pointed at Anya's lower lip, and a strange face approached her.

"Wait a minute! Stop the car first!" No matter what Michael wants, stop the car with a speed of 70 kilometers per hour first!

"That's autopilot, don't worry." can single-handedly hold up Aiden's strength, and Anya can't break free. "Well, even though you're dressed in a neutral outfit, I can tell you're a beautiful embryo. My lips are so beautiful that I want to bite you."

"If you don't want to be beaten by me, stay away from me!" Anya clenched her hands into fists, ready to attack.

"You haven't learned the teachings of adults yet, so think about how not to let yourself suffer from flesh pain before teaching others." Michael laughed, and let go of his hand. Anya retracted into the passenger seat like a beast dodging a flood.

She's really careless.,The image of Michael has been stuck in the image of the little Lori she met for the first time.,Alertness or something completely left behind...... Anyway, does Michael really want to take her to the Black Emperor, the plague god? Or do you want to take her to sell?

"It's good to be a little vigilant, but I won't be your real enemy, cutie." Michael grinned meaningfully, his teeth biting the fingers that had just touched Anya's lower lip. "Your lips have a special smell!"

A special taste?

What kind of alien language is this guy speaking?

Anya subconsciously licked her lower lip, intending to choke her back after making sure that her lips didn't have any taste.

A special taste? How can there be a touch of powder, but it is tasteless in the mouth? Dust? Or dust?

Never mind...... It doesn't matter what it is! Dealing with this woman was really exhausting, and a sense of tiredness swept through my body like a rising tide, and I didn't even bother to argue with her anymore...... Let's rest quietly for a while, and if something really happens, the only bag she carries with her will at least have a mobile phone, and she can call her eldest brother for help......

"It's finally quiet, Shirley." Michael glanced at the serene face of the sleeping Anyana, and his fingers ran gently over her silhouette, tucking the short hair that fell down behind her ears; After a few seconds of appreciation, he came back to his senses, turned off the autopilot mode, resumed his deadly speed, and drove straight towards the underworld where the adults were.

In the old fireplace, freshly burned wood crackled and occasionally burst into small sparks; The warm flame contrasting with the wind and snow outside the window could not warm the owner in front of the fireplace.

The cold and perfect face of the adult is reflected in the warm color that does not match his own characteristics because of the firelight, and the slightly cool hand temperature is only known by the HKUSP pistol in his hand.

Thinking back to what happened at the Bar of Tartarus, the adult's face showed a rare warm smile.

A woman who dared to look at him directly and question him.

A woman who dared to point a gun to his head.

A woman who didn't scream when she saw a severed finger.

A woman who has a talent for psychological profiling but doesn't know how to use it.

Shirley, I'd love to see your face when I realized I had nothing, and congratulations on being the first woman to give me something to look forward to.

The adult gently wiped the self-defense pistol, and his keen ears heard the faint footsteps of a kitten walking a few doors away. The mansion was excellently soundproofed, and the problem was his gifted hearing, and he once wondered if he could even hear the terrible cries of the underworld.

The footsteps are steady, and the distance between the heels and toes to make a sound is not large, it is Michael, whose real gender is female. The area where the heel touches the ground is slightly wide, and the sound is too

Slightly thicker, it should be men's leather shoes; As he walked, there was the sound of metal swinging and colliding with his waist, and according to the sound of the fabric grinding, Michael had come to see him in the costume of yesterday's policeman.

Her breathing fluctuated regularly as she walked, and there was an unusually steady sound of breathing, the sound of two people coming to see him, but only one person's footsteps?

Oh, it seems that his small wish will not be fulfilled tonight.

"Your Excellency." Michael, who was exactly as the adults had guessed, walked in with Anya who was sleeping peacefully, and because of the beauty, Michael could only bow slightly.

"How is she?"

"Back to my lord, Shirley is yelling to beat you all over the ground for teeth." Michael told the truth, in exchange for a happy smile that is rarely seen by adults.

"You can't learn a bad girl who doesn't want to be a bad girl." The adult put down what he was holding and got up and walked to Michael, and took the sleeping Anya into his arms, her comfortable body temperature made him stunned for a moment. "Finally, you're between my hands."

Hades's embrace, but unfortunately Shirley can't soberly feel what the temperature is.

Your lips have a special taste, and I want to bite you.

This inexplicable request has no choice but to drive Michael, who is even more terrifying than Quentin!

Strange, how could she fall asleep in her car defenselessly? As a veteran night owl, she should be energetic at that point in time......

A special taste?

The touch of powder?

Could it be that she was inadvertently drugged by Michael!

"Scared!" The ethereal consciousness echoed for a long time, and finally woke up in a hurry after realizing the fact that he had been drugged.