The villain family business [Comprehensive British and American]

There were dark red bloodstains everywhere, some had dried up and some were still fresh.A naked woman was tightly bound by a restraint belt on a filthy bed. She was dripping with tears, her face was distorted, and her body was covered with knife marks. Helpless moaning and panting.

And an adult man in a gray hoodie, with the corners of his mouth raised high, humming a cheerful tune, turning a slender paper knife, walked towards her gracefully!

"Hush! Nena, be quiet." The man in the hoodie bent down and whispered in the woman's ear, "I'm helping you. Your body is full of sins. Only by being punished can it be purified."

"I...No, I don't." Nina was a little unconscious, and could only vaguely repeat her rejection and pleading.

"I don't know how to repent." The man's voice cooled down, but the corners of his mouth were still raised, "Lying and stealing are the heaviest sins, but you..." He gently stroked the woman's head, "You just committed both."

Nina shook her head weakly, but it was impossible to get rid of the man's control.

The man in the hoodie suddenly started talking, like so many immortal villains, and started a tirade, "That woman is like this, she told me that as long as she always smiles and doesn't cry, she will come to pick me up, but she In the end, I took all the money from the family and never returned. She is a liar and a thief, but it is a pity that I did not purify her perfectly, and I ruined the ceremony." He was depressed for a while, and immediately She cheered up again, "But you are so similar to her, you must make up for my regret, right! Come on, Nina, smile."

As if realizing something, Nina shook her head frantically, but the slender and cold paper knife was still firmly inserted into her mouth, prying her teeth open.The sobbing and unexplained begging did not have any effect, the man's eyes suddenly lit up amazingly, and the corners of his mouth were raised higher...

"Not good!" Clark whispered, only to leave a few words, "That reporter is in danger, I will stop it first." Then he ran away like a gust of wind, and Wilson followed closely, watching helplessly. Climbing up the elevated iron net, leaping over the net, he fell to the ground unscathed at the moment the power was turned on, and rushed towards the secret room in the inner courtyard.

Wilson quickly rushed over. Of course, he couldn't ignore the electric shock like the Kent boy. He ran along the iron net to the courtyard gate, picked up two pieces of iron wire from nowhere, and stabbed them into the lock.

I don't know how he used his strength. He moved his hands for a while, found the right angle, and suddenly turned away. The special door lock "clicked" and opened in response.

When Wilson pushed open the iron gate and ran into the yard, Clark had torn off the turf, smashed the wooden gate, and aimed his fist at the steel plate under the plank to smash it down.He hurriedly stopped the other party, shaking the wire in his hand, "Use this, your method is too noisy."

"That's a mechanical lock, and it can't be opened without a password!" Clark frowned at the two plain wires, and still felt that his fist was more reliable.

Wilson didn't say any more, he lay down on the ground, put his ears close to the door lock, and slowly turned the dial one by one.The mechanical lock made a slight "click" sound. By distinguishing these sounds that are indistinguishable to ordinary people's ears, he easily found the password.

The keyhole was exposed. Wilson poked the wire in and pried it cleverly. He said with a smile, "Look, there's nothing special about a mechanical lock."

Clark was dumbfounded, and it took a while to find his voice, "How did you do it?"

"Probably an innate talent?" Throwing away the wire, Wilson pulled the steel plate away.

"You must never be afraid of forgetting your keys." Thinking of the sad experience of forgetting to take the keys and squatting at the door of his parents for five hours, Clark's tone felt a little sour.

Wilson, who didn't hear the feeling of jealousy at all, squinted and smiled, "Key? No, I don't need that kind of thing at all."

Wilson and Clark jumped down the entrance, smoothly slid down to the cellar, and then quickly followed the long corridor at the cellar entrance.After a few steps, when they walked around a corner with moans and groans, and pushed open the half-rotted dilapidated wooden door, they saw the scene that sent chills down their spines.

The woman was already delirious, she could only instinctively shake her head to resist, the slender sharp knife was inserted into her mouth, and blood was already protruding out gradually.All around are dim chandeliers, splattered bloodstains, fleeing rats, dilapidated furnishings, rusty iron chains and...

Standing in the scene, the man in the hoodie who blends in perfectly.

His breathing gradually became heavy, and the hand holding the knife hilt twitched nervously. The woman groaned in pain, but he suddenly reprimanded angrily: "I said, be quiet!" The next second his tone changed Gentle and ambiguous, she softened her voice, "Be obedient."

"Asshole!" Clark was enraged immediately, and hearing was never as shocking as seeing it. Facing a real pervert, he only had time to rub the bristling hairs on the back of his neck before he rushed over and pulled out The paper knife, slamming the hoodie man to the ground.

The man still smiled like a mask, but his eyes were full of hatred, "Felony, you ruined my ceremony!"

Clark can't understand why there are always people who break the law with great fanfare, and take harming others as a matter of course, or even glory, "Maybe you should taste that feeling yourself, so that you can understand how to respect other people's lives."

At this time, Wilson had already checked Brittner, and found that the other party just lost a lot of blood and passed out. They came in a timely manner, and before her face was even disfigured, she turned her attention back to the criminal. .

Seeing what Clark was still talking to Byron, Wilson continued speechlessly, "Even so, he wouldn't understand, sociopaths are a bunch of lunatics who don't need and can't be saved, especially this kind of I've already started to eat meat, I have a deep understanding." Thinking of Jack, whose symptoms were still very mild, Wilson felt a headache and wanted to press his temples, and the other party was just targeting the corrupt society, except for the time when he killed his own mother 17 years ago. Then attack a specific group of people.However, "What are you talking to him about, knock him out and take him away, so you won't have trouble..."

Before the words finished, Byron burst out laughing. As soon as an ominous premonition emerged, he heard the other party yell, "You have to atone!" Stabbed into Clark's belly.

"Oh!" Clark's expression twisted, and he groaned subconsciously.

"How are you?" Wilson ran over, grabbed Clark's shoulders, and asked eagerly.

"...Huh?" Blinking, Clark patted Byron's hand away in confusion, pulled out the dagger, and looked at Wilson innocently, "Am I wearing too thick clothes?" Otherwise, how could he be unharmed? ?The Kent boy, who didn't know that his ability had evolved again, kept his doubts in his heart first, and then he didn't dare to take it lightly. He raised his fist high, and slammed it down hard on that annoying smiling face.

"Oh!"

Wilson clicked his tongue, "He's probably going to be disfigured this time, but..." He stuck out his thumb, "Good job."

……

WX-79 stopped in front of the Forester's cabin, and just as he was about to enter, the communicator rang.

"gentlemen?"

"Little 79, where are you?"

"The gate, we're going in soon."

"Stop there, don't come over here. Kent and I have subdued the criminal, just leave him to the FBI to have a headache. But Brittner has lost a lot of blood and needs to be sent to the hospital. I'll take her out, you Just stay where you are and wait for me." Wilson spoke quickly, occasionally interspersed with Clark's voice, "I've tied him up, what should I do next?"

WX-79 frowned in dissatisfaction. The seat next to the master should have been his, but now it was snatched away by an inexplicable bumpkin. How could he not be annoyed?It seems that he is still not strong enough, if he can also travel at supersonic speed, how can the master switch to the arms of others?

WX-79, who entered the self-reflection and self-hate mode, lowered his head, and even the ball around him drooped his antenna under his influence, looking listless.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Qiuqiu, WX-79 shuddered, and suddenly realized a very serious question, "Sir, how are you going to bring that lady out?"

Seeing that the other side didn't speak for a long time, Wilson, who was about to turn off the communicator, was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Hold it out."

Hug...hug out? !

A picture suddenly appeared in the brain composed of data: his great master, the princess, was slowly walking towards him with a shy naked woman in his arms, and said, "WX-79, she will be your mistress from now on, be careful." Take care of her!"

"Crack!" With a fever in his head and a tremor of his hands, the communicator WX-79 was holding was innocently affected by Chi Yu and crushed.

He looked at the only half of the sound transmission device in his hand, took a deep breath, "Sir, please wait a moment, I will wait for you by the car, let Qiuqiu pick you up, so that the physical work can be handed over to it."

"That's fine." Wilson quickly agreed, and WX-79 was somewhat relieved.He quickly grabbed the ball, and under the bewildered eyes of the other party, he quickly wrote a program, and then the ball rolled towards the cellar.

The heavy rain did not know when it stopped.

The waiting time was the toughest. While WX-79 was counting the seconds, smoothing out the hair, smoothing the wrinkles of the suit, and standing beside the car in the best condition, waiting for the owner to admire, a group of uninvited guests approached with a high profile.

The sound of sirens resounding through the night sky was deafening, and then a row of four or five police cars roared and stopped beside him, surrounding WX-79.

Frowning, WX-79 tilted his head in confusion.