Comprehensive Victoria's Secret

Because he heard the news about the Whitechapel area, Antonio rushed to his house in the Whitechapel area with some worries.

When he opened the door, he found that a layer of dust had accumulated on the door. He pushed the door open and creaked.

The conditions of this house can be said to be not good at all, but this is his and Elizabeth's first home... At that time, they took turns making breakfast every day, and then went out to investigate...

But at that time they didn't know the importance of each other.

Antonio checked and found that since there was almost nothing to steal in the house, there was no sign of anything missing in the house.

With the sensitivity of being a master assassin, Antonio keenly felt that someone was staring at him behind him, and he took out his pistol: "Who's there!"

Then quickly turn around.

It was a woman who slightly raised a hand: "Calm down, Mr. Lancaster, I'm here to ask you for help."

The woman wore fluffy clothes and two brass-colored metal rings on her hands. She looked about 40 years old, but the weather on her face was too obvious.

"Are you..." Antonio looked carefully for a long time: "Miss Fry?"

I can't blame him for not being able to recognize it, it's because Evie has changed too much...

"To be precise, Ms. Frye, Mr. Lancaster, I'm here to ask you for help. Do you know that Jacob is missing?"

"Jacob is missing?" Antonio's eyes widened. "You came here from India just because Jacob disappeared?"

"I was urgently retrieved from India by Police Officer Ebelin, but I have no other way now. Ebelin told me that I was the only remaining assassin he knew in London, so I had no choice but to come and seek Your help, I know you are no longer an assassin. But we are still friends, aren't we?" Evie said a lot of things in a hurry without even being able to catch her breath.

"Okay, I see, I will try my best to help." Antonio led Evie into the door: "Sit down first, the door is not a place to talk, if you don't think this place is dirty, we can sit down and talk. "

"I don't have time." Evie was more anxious than Antonio imagined: "I found blood in Jacob's residence, and a letter from Jack to him."

Antonio frowned: "Any clues?"

"Yes." Evie took a few steps: "If I'm not wrong, Jack should be the child Jacob rescued from the Knights Templar, and he trained him to be an assassin——Ebelin said , He possesses stealth and assassination abilities not inferior to ours, so, Mr. Lancaster, help me."

"Well, I will try my best to help you... No wonder there are so many cases in the Whitechapel area and Scotland Yard is completely powerless..." Antonio hesitated for a while: "Okay, Ms. Fry, if you wish."

"Thank you, Antonio, if you know any information about Jack, please let me know."

"Okay." Antonio carefully recalled Jack's appearance at the time - he also came to this room at the beginning, sitting there... staring at Elizabeth in the kitchen...

not good!

Jack's mother was killed by Starry's men, and for whatever reason, he must have hated the Templars!Then...Elizabeth...

Antonio hurried out, locked the door hastily, and took a car to drive to his home.

In fact, Antonio has been late to reflect.

Jack has arrived.

An extravagant life would make people slack off, but Elizabeth still keenly felt the murderous intent behind her.

She didn't have a gun on her body - no one thought that pregnant women would still need to fight, but she saw a tall man walking slowly from the door.

Wearing a top hat and covering his face, he looked like a demon walking from hell.

"You are already pregnant? Congratulations? Then I can kill the mother and the child..."

Elizabeth was terrified. She had never been so scared when facing Antonio's death threat: "You... who are you, how did you get in?"

"Well, of course the beautiful Countess will not remember the existence of a mother who was disembowelled by a Templar knight, but this child has grown up, and... I am here for revenge."

Elizabeth noticed the spikes on his hands: "You...how did you get in here?"

"Your husband has the same ability as me, doesn't he? We are the same..." The man smiled strangely: "He really has fallen, because he gave up his dignity as an assassin because of the trap woven by beautiful women..."

Elizabeth had no weapon on her body, so she could only back away slowly, leaning against the wall cautiously.

"Wow—" the man screamed violently.

Elizabeth shrank back in fright, and the child in her belly kicked her, so she should have been frightened too.

"Calm down, baby... Mom is here... don't be afraid... don't be afraid..." Even in the face of the enemy of life and death, Elizabeth still lowered her voice to comfort her.

Fortunately, both Karin and Isaac are going to school today, and the only family at home is Dungal who came here because he planned to save nursing resources.

Elizabeth didn't have to worry about scaring the children, and it shouldn't matter if Dungal had limited mobility.

It's just... I'm sorry for the baby in my stomach.

"You're pregnant... Congratulations, you're about to become a mother, but your godfather killed other people's mothers... So, it's time for blood for blood, tooth for tooth..."

"You killed my mother in front of me, so I will kill you in front of your child..."

Elizabeth fell to the ground with a pale face: "You are Jack... the boy who was brought to London by Jacob Frye to receive assassin training!"

While trying to maneuver around, she backed away with her arms: "My child is in my stomach, why are you in front of him..." Thinking of something, her face suddenly changed.

"What a smart lady, isn't she?" The spike in Jack's hand immediately fell on her.

"Ah!" Elizabeth instinctively covered her face with one hand and her stomach with the other.

"Bang!" Jack blocked the bullet with his spikes, and turned his head to look at the door.

"Go away, idiot assassin, instead of embarrassing a pregnant woman, it will give you a sense of accomplishment to deal with me, a crippled grand master, won't you?" Deng Gaal entered the door in a wheelchair, the gun in his hand still smoldering. Yan: "Although as a man who deals with women, you are useless enough, why don't you just deal with me, a cripple, and make this look like a war between men."

Dungal's tone was extremely cold, and Elizabeth was terrified: "Dad—!"

Jack raised his spike and charged.

Elizabeth subconsciously closed her eyes and covered her belly.

"You!" Jack shouted angrily. Elizabeth dared not open her eyes until she heard any flesh and blood.

Dungal raised his left hand, which was not holding a gun, and easily grasped Jack's spikes.The dark blue eyes looked at Jack proudly and contemptuously, as if looking at a child playing with a toy, holding a gun in his right hand, and slightly pushed the wheel of the wheelchair: "Can you only do this, kid?"

Jack used his hands, but he couldn't stand it at all.

"It seems that you only have this ability."

Dungal lifted his uninjured leg and kicked Jack's leg.

Jack was kicked to the ground instantly.

"It seems that the assassins are not as good as the next generation." Dungall sighed, at least Antonio was able to hold back or avoid it.

Jack's reaction was not slow, a cloud of smoke exploded immediately, and when the father and daughter reacted, they were already surrounded by smoke and could not find each other.

Antonio pushed the door and rushed in: "Liz...!"

All that was left for them was the afterimage of Jack.

"Damn it!" Antonio dropped the loaded gun in his hand and cursed.

"You are late, I am protecting my daughter." Dungal put the gun on the ground casually: "Go and help Liz, do you expect an old man to help her?"

A pregnant woman is particularly mentally fragile. While crying, she beat the floor and scolded.

Antonio could only hug her up.

Dungal has already pushed the wheelchair to the phone: "Joseph, I need the best doctor in London, no matter how much money it has. Let him come to see my daughter immediately."

The results of the examination were not bad. Apart from Elizabeth being frightened, there was actually no major problem. When Antonio came out of the bedroom, Dungal stopped him.

"Come on, my son-in-law, let's talk."

In the study, Antonio felt an unprecedented embarrassment. Back then, he swore in front of Dungar that he could protect Elizabeth well, but now...

"Who was that man? He said he was an assassin."

"Miss Fry... I mean, from what I've been told, he was an assassin."

"'Ever'? Are you going to tell me he's a Templar now?"

"No, he is a traitor, he betrayed the Assassin Organization." Dungal immediately raised his hand to stop what he was going to say.

"I don't care who he is? Assassins, Knights Templar, who the hell cares that he is a member of that organization." Dungall swears like never before: "I only know that he wants to hurt my daughter, Antonio Lancaster, I just want to ask you one question, when will the eternal hell scheduled for this guy start."

"As soon as possible."

"That's necessary." Although Dungall was sitting in a wheelchair, the sense of oppression was still not inferior to before. Elizabeth always said that Dungale carried her on his shoulders when she was a child, but what Antonio felt at this moment was almost a terrible feeling. the ruler.

"I'm going to get involved and send that bastard to hell for continuing his killing."

"That's what it sounds like."

The author has something to say: woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...a man like Deng Jiaer is the most worth marrying!

Special thanks to Magician for this chapter!Today he made a new pit!So the author has another chapter!

To commemorate the second generation God of War in the history of Britannia, Duke of Munster's wheelchair God of War Dungar!