Black Mark of Rebirth

Chapter 23 Scared

When I got back to the mansion, I just saw Mitchell in the hall, and Ivy had already gone down to change clothes.

"Ann?" Mitchell saw the blood on my arm, stood up, and walked towards me: "Are you hurt?" He raised my right hand.

"Hmm." I frowned, pained.Mitchell's hands are too strong.

"Damn this subordinate for hurting Master An." Arnold knelt down to Mitchell.

With a sound of "Poof!", A Nuo's body flew backwards, hit the wall, fell down, spat out a mouthful of blood, and struggled to stand up.

"Father." I anxiously pulled Mitchell who wanted to kick Arnold again.

"Then go down and die." Mitchell said coldly to Arnold, then turned to Taylor who was beside him and said, "Taylor, call Jessica over here."

Taylor took the lead.

"Father, please forgive A Nuo." My heart was pounding, why was my father so cruel to A Nuo?

"Ann, it's up to you." When Mitchell turned to me, he no longer had that cold attitude, and his voice softened.

"Lord Earl." Jessica's warm voice sounded at the door.

"Come here, Ann is hurt." Mitchell ordered without even looking at Jessica.

I looked at Jessica, he seemed a little disappointed, what was he disappointed about?Did I let him down because I hurt myself?

A burst of white light enveloped me, and I didn't even feel pain in my arm.

"Thank you, Jay." I said to Jessica with a smile.

"You're welcome, Master An." Jessica also smiled, looking at me with gentle eyes.

"Okay, you go down." Mitchell has always been cold and indifferent to Jessica. I think, if Jessica's medical skills are not the best, he will not keep Jessica at all. it's here.

"Jie, help Arnold take a look." I grabbed Jessica who was about to leave.

"Ann." Mitchell patted my head: "He is your bodyguard, but he can't protect you, so just let him be himself." Mitchell's voice was very gentle, but there was an irresistible majesty.

Jessica listened, glanced at me, then at Mitchell, and went down.

"Okay, my lord father." I saw Arnold struggling to kneel to his father: "Thank you, my lord count."

"You have to thank Ann." Mitchell's voice became cold.

"Thank you, Master An." A Nuo bowed his head to me.

"Arnuo, you go down first." I was afraid that my father would be angry again, so I kicked him again.

Arno staggered down.

"Ann, who hurt you?" Mitchell asked me while ordering others to prepare bath water and clothes.

"My lord, it's Baker-Anthony." Ivy didn't know when she changed her clothes, and then entered the living room.

"Baker? Anthony?" Mitchell began to let out a cold air.

"..." Ivy told the story again.

When Ivy said that Ian didn't help but only saved me, Mitchell glanced at Ian clearly, and Ian was still sitting there drinking tea like a normal person.

Since he came in, he ignored everything, just sat down and drank tea, as if nothing happened around him.

"Ann, Baker? Anthony injured your hand, how about I ask him to pay you back?" Mitchell asked me gently.

"Master Earl, kill him. Or make his life worse than death." Ivy said fiercely.

"That's fine." Mitchell nodded: "I haven't dealt with Anthony and his group in the past two years, they thought I was a bully!" Mitchell said this with a self-assured confidence.

In the evening, when I was going to rest, Mitchell came over.

"Father." I was about to get out of bed.

"Ann, lie down." Mitchell stopped me, and I could only sit on the bed.

"I can't understand Ian." Mitchell went straight to the point.

"Father, I found him very strange, and no one paid attention to him." I remembered the indifferent gray eyes.

"No," Mitchell laughed: "He only cares about my son, Ann." Mitchell said and touched my hair again. I like his gesture very much.

"Well, he seems to have said something today, as long as I'm not in danger." I said this to Mitchell truthfully.

I really don't understand who is Ian?Why is it all right as long as I am not in danger? Am I not from the Charles family and have a different background?Otherwise, I am only 12 years old, how can someone protect me and keep me out of danger.

"Don't worry, my Ann." Mitchell sat up, and then helped me to lie down. "You will always be my precious son."

"It's good that he won't harm you. I've got someone to try him, he can do magic, and he's invincible." Mitchell seemed to recall the situation when he tried Ian: "If he wants to kill, all of us, Charles, may Kill him in an instant."

"Is he that powerful?"

"It's really powerful. Don't forget that magic is inherently more destructive than battle qi."

"I hate that I don't feel magical at all." I mope to myself.

"It's okay, take your time, you still have my father, I will always protect you." Mitchell touched my head again: "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." I nodded and closed my eyes sweetly.

My father is such a good father, I love my father.

A week later, guests came, and these guests were Adolf Anthony and Baker Anthony, as well as several subordinates.Adolf is an old man in his 50s, with brown hair and a white beard.

Father and I sat in the main seat, while Ivy and Luo Hua were on the left, and Adolf tied Baker into the door, and Adolf sat on the right when he entered the door, throwing Baker on the ground.

"Master Earl Mitchell please deal with this villain." Adolf said calmly.

"Uncle, you can't treat me like this." Baker knelt on the ground with an expression of reluctance, facing Adolf.

"Just one arm." Mitchell said lightly, as if to say that the weather is good today.

"Uncle!" Baker panicked a little. He stood up and walked towards Adolf.

"I'm sorry, Earl Mitchell." Adolf stood up and apologized to Mitchell, and then everyone around him blinked, and someone next to him immediately understood, and punched Baker with his right hand.

"Ah!" Baker cried, and rolled to the ground.

"Lord Count Adolf, this one is too light." Mitchell said indifferently, rolling on the ground without even looking at Baker, "Hebrew."

As soon as Mitchell finished calling, a masked man in black appeared in the darkness, and when he came out, he walked towards Baker.There was a flash of knife light at Baker.

"Ah..." Baker's screams echoed throughout the living room. The slap just now was just a fake, and he probably didn't hurt at all.

Baker's entire right arm was chopped off and blood spattered Adolf.

I was stunned.

"Hebrew, it's not good to lose too much blood like this." Mitchell frowned slightly.

"Yes, master." After Hebrew finished speaking, he stuffed a pill into Baker's mouth, and the blood on his arm slowly stopped flowing.

I saw Hebrew's ruthlessness, that pill could not be a good pill, thinking of this, my body froze.

"Ann is tired, go down." Mitchell waved his hand casually, and pulled me away from behind.

"Ann." Mitchell hugged me, and my heart beat unconsciously.

"Father?" I felt my voice tremble slightly.

"Ann, you are so kind, I don't know how you survived before. You are too simple." Mitchell's voice still echoed in my ears so gently: "This world is so dark, no matter what, I am your father, I have everything, you just need to be happy and live a happy life."

"Father." I hugged him up, Father, I must adapt to this world, at least, I must learn to protect myself.

Not long after, I heard Ivy say that Baker later became a lunatic, and I knew in my heart that it was the effect of the Hebrew pill later on. I am glad that I am Mitchell's son.However, I am a little afraid of such a father. If I know that I just borrowed his son's body, and I am not his son himself at all, will I be treated differently?So, I always look for opportunities to alienate Mitchell.

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