Chapter 254 The First Birth of the Demon Shape

But Jack Smith obviously made a wrong judgment. The teenager in front of him is not a fan and does not intend to ask for money.

Destiny is to guide people to the most suitable place.Young Jack said so.

"what?"

Jack Smith had no idea what the young Jack wanted to express by throwing out such a sentence for no reason.

"What? As a great writer, why don't you know this sentence? This is Shakespeare~"

The young Jack continued to approach, and every step he took brought tremendous psychological pressure to Jack Smith. His mind was blank, and he couldn't remember Shakespeare or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

"And... that Shakespeare, but it was written in the book you gave up there. My father."

The lost Shakespeare anthology, a teenager, Jack Smith suddenly remembered the agreement made 13 years ago.

That night, he was too passionate, in order to save some money, sweetly talked to the woman lying beside him, and made a promise that he would never fulfill.

How could a glamorous popular writer get together with a dirty prostitute? If people know that this writer still has such an unbearable past, he will go back to that poor and penniless day again up!Jack Smith absolutely does not allow this to happen!
The young Jack in front of him is the punishment from God, the price for breaking his oath!
In the instant he reacted, Jack Smith thought of a solution to this problem, and secretly gave the woman whose name and appearance she couldn't remember a large sum of money to let her take the child that shouldn't exist, and disappear forever in London. street.

Or spend money to find some local London guys who do dirty work. A prostitute and a little beggar died in an unknown dark corner. They were clean and neat. No one would care about the life and death of people like them. sit back and relax.

Jack Smith thought a lot, and when he wanted to have a good talk with this boy who might be his son, he suddenly found that he couldn't speak at all.

A clean knife cut across Jack Smith's throat, the skin and trachea were cut neatly, and Jack Smith immediately lost the ability to speak.

Jack Smith fell headlong on the luxurious carpet without leaving any last words.

After the young Jack killed the man who was suspected to be his father, he turned and left expressionlessly, and took away the expensive gentleman's hat on the coat rack.

The news of the death of Jack Smith, who died after marrying Bai Fumei, became the front page of the newspaper the next day and spread all over the streets and alleys. Everyone was discussing the murderer, the motive, rumors and gossip. It was even more lively than when he got married, and Mary, who was killed on the same day, just disappeared from the memory of people in Maichun Street, without talking about it, without commemorating it, and maybe not even a simple funeral.

The instigator of all this, the young Jack who committed such a heinous crime with his own hands, disappeared on the streets of London. What this world-class metropolis with a population of 300 million still doesn't know is that she lost a boy and is about to usher in a new life... A terrifying existence that makes the whole of London tremble!
In the streets and alleys where the brilliant lights can't reach, the boy who turned into a midnight butcher gently hummed a well-known nursery rhyme, and then disappeared into the deepest part of the darkness.

"The Tower of London is falling, falling, falling."

"The Tower of London is falling, falling, falling."

It wasn't a pleasant memory, and Jack the Ripper didn't want to recall it too much. He was a hedonist, and he preferred to enjoy the present.

The knife he was holding in his hand was the same as the knife he had used when he completed the first double kill, and it was made according to Jack the Ripper's own wishes.

Jack the Ripper never forgot the color his mother formed at the moment when he was completely dominated by fear, and he has been pursuing the reproduction of that color all his life.

"My dear human beings, do you know that human beings are filled with all kinds of emotions when they are alive, but at the moment of death, everyone will be dominated by fear without exception, that is to say, they will be [-]% controlled by fear. filled with emotions."

"The reason why I want to share this little knowledge of life with you is to tell all of you that the emotion of being overwhelmed with extremely high purity is really extremely beautiful!"

The great orator Jack the Ripper spread his theories to the whole world, and he didn't care about all kinds of eyes of disgust and contempt cast from all directions.

Hercules could have gone straight up to fight while Jack the Ripper was talking, but he couldn't fight. According to the usual practice, it is unethical to engage in a sneak attack when the opponent is talking nonsense. The script didn't say to let him do it at this time .

After Jack the Ripper finished speaking, it was Hercules' turn.

Hercules couldn't agree more with Jack the Ripper's bullshit statement: "That's really unfortunate, Mr. Killer, I don't have the word fear in Hercules' dictionary. I grew up with it." I don’t know what fear is! Even if I die, I won’t be filled with any horrible colors!”

The Hercules Hercules made a righteous speech and suddenly attracted a wave of fans.

"Master Hercules is so handsome ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"I want to give you a monkey, Lord Hercules!"

"That's right! This kind of momentum is what you want! Lord Hercules, teach this pervert a lesson!"

Only Athena, the goddess of wisdom in the stands, couldn't help complaining: "It's a shame that you can say such a passionate speech, Hercules, if others don't know, I don't know, where did you get a dictionary for a semi-literate person?"

"But when it comes to fear, I lied about one thing. There is only one thing I fear, and that is that justice loses its light!"

Hercules couldn't hold back his temper and swung his gavel at Jack the Ripper.

Jack the Ripper dodged the attack of Hercules, and started to move non-stop with the wind under his feet. He took out the throwing knife in his hand and repeated the trick. With this move, the distance between the two was once again opened.

This time was different from the past. Both the number and speed of the throwing knives dropped a lot. Hercules easily resisted it, and in a blink of an eye Jack the Ripper was overtaken by the distance he opened.

There is no such thing as a dead end, and even if it is really a dead end, Jack the Ripper does not intend to sit still.

Turning his head, Jack the Ripper was overjoyed. He was very familiar with the tall and pointed building behind him. It was the landmark of London, the Tower of London!
Jack the Ripper is cornered, and Hercules wins.

"See that big clock? This is the end for you!"

(End of this chapter)

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