[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

【you want? 】Gerald Hawk saw the somewhat different self in the mirror and smiled at him, 【I can help you. 】

Gerald Hawke's eyes were dazed for a moment, as if he had drunk alcohol, he was inexplicably drunk.If he was awake at this time, he would definitely notice the abnormality here.But at this moment, he only looked at himself in the mirror with longing eyes, looked at the more radiant self in the mirror, and murmured: "I want, I want..."

The corners of Gerald Hawke's lips curled up in the mirror, revealing a disdainful yet contemptuous smile.Gerald Hawke, who was outside the mirror, was completely unaware of his malice in the mirror.

【Come on, come to me. 】Gerald Hawke in the mirror slowed down his voice, 【I can give you everything you want. 】

Gerald Hawke really got it all.

He saw that after his transformation, he won the position of leading actor, he saw himself shine on the screen, and he saw that he won many awards for this role... He doesn't need acting skills, as long as he is beautiful enough, a smile, no matter what Both men and women will fall for him.

He was immersed in such beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

However, before he can savor such beauty, the ruthless time begins to plunder his youth and beauty.He was like an apple that started to rot, and once it started, it couldn't be stopped, and everyone started to abandon him.

He wants to keep everything he once owned, and he longs for more brilliance and glory.

He cried out his pain, his longing, to himself in the mirror.

[You want youth and beauty to last forever, it's very simple. 】The old and ugly appearance in the mirror began to change back to youthful and beautiful, and the green eyes looking out of the mirror were shining with a magical color,【As long as you cut off your face with a knife and replace it with mine, you will become up. 】

Gerald Hawke in the mirror gently stroked his face, deliberately letting Gerald Hawke outside the mirror see his perfection.

"Cut it off... put it on... cut it off... put it on..." Gerald Hawke was stunned, he looked down at the fruit knife he had grasped at some point, and rushed the tip of the knife towards himself, Raise your hands slowly...

Suddenly, Gerald Hawke felt a pain in his wrist, which was heart-piercing.

He couldn't help screaming, the hand holding the knife let go, and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a clang.

The light flickers on and off, and everything around is like ripples on the surface of the water, and it changes in the next moment.

Gerald Hawke was stunned to find that his right cheek was burning and painful, and hot and viscous liquid kept dripping down.He stared blankly at the bloody knife on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"what--"

As soon as he yelled, Gerald Hawke heard an angry yell, the voice was damn familiar: "Stop yelling!"

Gerald Hawke turned his head suddenly, only to see that he was sitting on the floor of the hall on the first floor of the villa, and the person who yelled at him just now was Dean Winchester, who he thought was so unpleasant.

Things beyond your imagination are happening.

Gerald Hawke's eyes widened, dumbfounded.

Because he saw that Dean Winchester was thrown out by a young man in a double-breasted black dress after he yelled at him, and his body hit the wall hard. All the oil paintings were knocked down.

The young man who threw Dean Winchester out was beautiful and pale. He had petal-like green eyes, bright red lips that seemed to have drunk blood, and shoulder-length blond hair tied behind his head by a black headband.

When seeing him, Gerald Hawke was in a daze for a moment, because of this beauty that did not belong to the world.

But soon, he was in no mood to be shocked.

Because of Sam Winchester, the man said to be Dean Winchester's younger brother rushed over, holding a knife in his hand, and slashed at the beautiful and pale young man.

Gerald Hawke's heart tightened. Just as he was about to scream, he saw the knife cut across the young man's body. His body suddenly dispersed like smoke, just like Sam Winchester stabbed him. It was as if there was no one standing there.

This weird scene was reflected in Gerald Hawke's eyes, causing his face to change drastically.

"Dean, are you okay!" Sam's expression was tense. He felt a little regretful that he couldn't use the black short blade, otherwise that blow would be enough to annihilate the ghost instead of temporarily breaking up his spirit body.

"I'm fine." Dean gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. This group of supernatural creatures, whether they were ghosts or werewolves and vampires, were stronger than humans in terms of strength. Humans suffered more in hand-to-hand combat.

"What happened?"

The violent noise in the lobby on the first floor alarmed everyone in the villa. Many people rushed over after putting on their coats.When Gerald Hawke's assistant saw Gerald Hawke sitting on the floor in his pajamas, with his hand covering his right cheek, and the blood flowing down his fingers, she almost screamed and ran towards Jack. Rad Hawk.

"Jesus Christ, Jerry, you're hurt! It's you?!" The female assistant was like a female leopard whose cub was hurt and angry, and her eyes were full of anger at Dean.

"He, no, not..." Gerald Hawke's teeth chattered, and he could hardly speak a complete sentence.

Dean frowned. The current situation doesn't seem very good. This woman must not have misunderstood that he and Sam had a fight with this kid and even used a knife, right?

Wait, there seems to be a camera installed in the lobby on the first floor?

Gerald Hawke was obviously stunned, unable to speak clearly for a long time.Even though the female assistant suspected that Dean had done it, there is no evidence now.She also thought of the camera in the hall on the first floor. If it was Dean Winchester who attacked Gerald, she would definitely, absolutely not let him go.

The female assistant gritted her teeth and took out her mobile phone. She knew that even a foot in the hospital would be yelled at as a disfigured and stitched media piss. She was going to call a private doctor. The wound on Gerald's right cheek needed to be treated.

The wound was a bit deep, which made her worry about scarring, but fortunately, no artery was cut.

At this moment, someone exclaimed, "Who are you?"

The female assistant grabbed the phone and raised her head subconsciously, only to see a beautiful and pale young man standing behind Gerald Hawke at some point.The young man hooked the corners of his lips at her, his smile was evil and full of malice.

The ghost actually appeared directly in front of everyone.

"It's you?" Standing on the spiral staircase, Lister Roderick in pajamas looked surprised, and looked at the young man standing behind Gerald Hawke in disbelief.

"careful!"

Almost at the same time, Dean yelled, he pulled out a dagger with his backhand, threw it, and pointed at the retro-clothed ghost.

"Ah-!" Someone screamed, expecting bloodshed to follow.

However, at the moment when the dagger was thrown, the ghost's figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.After a while, he flashed up beside an apparently dazed black-haired young man, and grabbed his shoulder.Before the man could utter a scream, the ghost's body turned into a cloud of gray smoke, and the black-haired young man burst through the window of the villa.

Everything that happened between the lightning and flint can no longer be explained by science.

"Shit!" Dean yelled angrily, and he rushed to the window of the villa, but the ghost and the black-haired youth were nowhere to be seen outside the window.

At that moment, the hall was extremely quiet.

Three seconds later, there were screams one after another.

"God, what is that, what was that just now?!"

"James, James has been captured."

"Call the police, call 911!"

"There is no signal on the mobile phone." Someone found something more terrifying than seeing a ghost, "My mobile phone has no signal!"

"Neither have mine."

"mine too."

"How to do!!!"

Not only did everyone's mobile phones have no signal, but even other phones in the villa could not communicate with the outside world, which caused everyone to panic.

At this moment, Dean suddenly whispered: "No."

Sam hurried to Dean's side and said, "What's wrong?"

"Listen." Dean tilted his head slightly, as if listening to something, "There is no sound outside the window."

Outside the house is a garden that surrounds the whole house. In Los Angeles in December, the lowest temperature at night can hover around 10°C. The garden is so well greened that there are always some insects chirping at night.Not to mention that Lister Roderick also had a big dog, the dog should have barked with such a big noise as a broken window.

It was too quiet outside the window, almost dead silent.

Not even the wind.

Sam looked up at the night sky. He stared fixedly at the golden full moon hanging high above the night sky. He calculated quickly in his mind and said, "It's December 12 now, and there is no way a full moon will appear in the northern hemisphere."

Dean frowned. Scientifically speaking, it is impossible for a full moon to appear at this time.But when it comes to supernatural powers, anything is possible.

Just as Dean and Sam were pondering the weird situation outside the window, the people in the hall behind them had already made a fuss.

Seeing that they were caught in a strange and terrible predicament, everyone panicked for a while, and their usual elegance and politeness were forgotten. They were all crying or full of gunpowder, and their yelling voices became louder and louder. Going out to ask for help and arguing endlessly.

"Shut up!" Dean turned his head and shouted angrily, which shocked everyone in the hall.

Of course, some grumpy people came back to their senses and found that after being shocked by Dean, their faces turned red and pale, and they rolled up their sleeves and wanted to do something: "Who are you ordering, little boy!"

Dean hehe, punched him directly.

The muscles trained in the gym are not as hard as Dean's fist with real swords and guns. Dean wanted to show his power, and he used [-]% of his punch with that punch, and he knocked him to the ground in an instant, screaming in pain.

Sam's face turned cold, his brown eyes were full of coldness, and he said directly: "If you want to survive, you must be obedient."

"You, who are you..." Seeing that everyone started to panic, Gerald Hawke, whose wound was temporarily tied up by the female assistant, calmed down from the over-frightened emotion just now.He looked at Dean and Sam and asked calmly.

"Hunter." Dean glanced at the bewildered or frightened faces of the crowd, and said, "Hunters who specialize in hunting that kind of ghost."

"There is a specialization in the art industry. I think we can provide you with some help."