In the palatial hall, the three of them are facing each other, and a little girl is watching a cartoon.

When Bill's understatement was finished, Ethan wondered if he was having auditory hallucinations, but when he noticed the object in the other person's hand, he couldn't help but breathe.

Detonator.

Of course, he was no stranger to it.

And it's also loose, as long as the other party's fingers are loosened, there is no doubt that there will be an explosion somewhere.

"Why?"

The female killer's face turned red, and she pressed her voice out of her throat with extreme anger: "Why do you want to do this to me, shoot me in the head, why??? ”

After the surprise, it is time to question.

She didn't care what the other party said at all, just to get rid of the resentment and incomprehension that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

Beatrice never thought about the man in front of her.

How would you do that to yourself!

"Why do you have this question?" Bill took a sip of brandy and raised his eyelids nonchalantly: "Isn't it natural for a traitor to be punished with any punishment?" ”

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you?"

The guy's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he squinted at Beatrice, "Do you know how long I've been mourning you, huh?" ”

"I once thought that you were killed while on a mission!"

"I want to avenge you!"

Bill's face changed, and he looked at the bloodied blonde woman with fascination: "As a result, I found your whereabouts in Texas a few months later." ”

"Little girl."

He raised his glass, his tone turned resentful: "Not only are you not dead, but you're also ready to marry a damn garbage band lead singer." ”

"And already pregnant!!"

The voice instantly soared.

The successive rhetorical questions and the next few sentences vividly interpret the emotions of love and hate.

Inexplicably, Ethan has a weird feeling, there is a scumbag standing next to him, and the one wielding the detonator is a man who has been heartbroken by love, and the development of things to this point is completely beyond his expectations.

A cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was constantly thinking about the distance between him and the other party.

Just one shot to the center of the eyebrow.

At his own speed, he should be able to pinch the detonator before the opponent's finger loses strength, and although the risk is very high and the chances are slim, there is only one option now.

He looked at Bill coldly, intending to make a defiant remark.

To keep the other person in a rage, squeeze that damn detonator tighter.

"That's it!"

After Bill vented, his mood calmed down: "This is the only mercy I have, let you start killing below to calm the grudge, and give an answer, then you have two choices." ”

"First, kill the person next to you, and then kill yourself!"

"Second, all of us die."

He put his hands behind his back and looked at the little girl sitting on the sofa next to him with some warmth: "The whole building is buried with explosives, which can definitely destroy the building, you know that I never tell lies to you." ”

"Tell me now."

The head of the killer organization looked at the woman he once loved with an expressionless face, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Do you want little Beatrice to die with you, or give her a chance to live?" ”

Eyes, quite proud.

No matter what choice the other party makes, he will make a profit and not lose money!

"It doesn't have to be your daughter."

Ethan tightened the gun in his hand and said to the female killer: "This old mother provoked Falk to know that you were coming, this should be a random place to find a child to deceive you." ”

He couldn't do it yet, and he was really afraid that Beatrice would suddenly do it to herself, and there would be no chance at all.

Bill must be made angry and take the detonator out of his back.

He pursed his lips and turned his head to look at Beatrice.

My dear, I am willing to do anything for you, including giving my life, and I am very satisfied with your performance before leaving tonight, and it is worth dying for that one.

A series of words quickly swirled in Ethan's mind.

There is a show of affection, there is excitement.

As long as it angers Bill.

It doesn't matter what you say.

Beatrice didn't know what Ethan was thinking, she looked at Bill and said lightly: "There is a very coincidental thing, I will also give you two choices." ”

"First, you activate the explosives, and we all die together."

"Second, you die alone."

The female killer clenched her hands into fists, her eyes almost bursting with fire: "I deserve to atone for the things you have done." ”

"I will take your daughter, our daughter to live."

"Bang!"

The glass of brandy slipped off and shattered on the ground, wetting Bill's trouser legs.

"Again?"

On the old face, the eyes burst into essence.

Bill's breathlessness swept back and forth between the little girl and Beatrice, surprised and suspicious that this was a means for the other to live.

"After you assigned me that task."

Beatrice didn't know what kind of emotions she should be now, she said expressionlessly: "I found out that I was pregnant, and I felt that I couldn't let her live this kind of life in the future, so I gave up the task and found a small place to hide. ”

"Originally."

She took a deep breath and continued, "I'm going to tell you about it at the end of the wedding rehearsal. ”

"Until that bullet hits me in the head."

"I didn't even have a chance to explain!"

Beatrice limped forward, picked up the Hattori Hanzo knife from the cabinet next to her, grabbed the long-handled sword and pulled it out, aiming the sharp tip at Bill: "So, what is your choice?" ”

She was not afraid of the threat of the detonator in Bill's hand, and despite her poor physical condition, the tip of the knife was pointed at the other party without moving.

The situation is clear.

Either die together, or only one of the two can live.

Ethan looked helplessly at Beatrice's back, the woman inadvertently blocking his shooting path and putting herself on the table.

On the TV next to them, Tom and Jerry are still chasing.

There are many foreign appearances.

I don't know if it's a cat catching a mouse, or a mouse catching a cat.

Little Beatrice was amused and let out a childlike laugh, unaware of what was happening behind her, unaware that her biological father and mother were also competing like Tom and Jerry.

Merely.

These two are in a situation where they are not dying.

Things have taken a 180-degree turn from what he imagined, which made Bill feel greatly shocked, but he didn't expect that the little one he had raised for four or five years turned out to be his own daughter.

But he also knew that there was no possibility of relaxation between him and Beatrice now.

Breathing slows.

Bill stiffened his gaze at the detonator in his hand.

Under the light of the crystal lamp, the detonator glowed ghostly, and everything was in his mind as it had been years before. (End of chapter)