Reborn Hot Wife

Is he mad?

“Seven master.. seven master… leave me alive…” The man’s legs fluttered in the air, and his throat struggled to make a sound.

But William is like a devil returning from hell, with bloodthirsty breath. In this all-black room, it ferments to the fullest degree, as if the air in the whole room is covered with devil’s minions.

The demon king opened his lips and voice was cold and disabled: “I have found out the video of Nelson meeting you.”

The voice just fell, the man was shaking violently, and the liquid sprinkled down his fluttering legs trouser legs.

Struggling with tears: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, leave me alive…”

William is more like a terrible nightmare. Cold light gushes out from the bottom of long and narrow eyes, pulling men’s nerves. Fear is pulled to the limit, and men are about to collapse.

“Seven maste…”

The man regretted being provoked by Nelson and did something to the project, but he didn’t expect to lead to the destruction of William’s project.

Now he can’t even save his life.

The trembling voice has not yet landed, and William in front of him held him high and smashed him hard toward the wall.

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The sound of skull hitting the wall, like a giant thunder, made Mary Kinson tremble all over.

The man couldn’t make a sound in pain, holding the back of his head tightly against the wall, and the blood dripping from his hair quickly stained his back collar.

“Don’t… Seventh Master, please, don’t…” He was shaking like a sieve out of breath, and began to cough violently after saying two sentences: “Ahem… Ahem… Seventh Master…”

But the devil in the room, at the pace of coming for his life, approached him.

The man kowtowed to the devil in despair and humility: “Don’t kill me…”

He wants to live, so he shouldn’t come to William today, but even if he shouldn’t have William’s appointment, William won’t let him go. He shouldn’t have done anything to the project.

William’s wide palm fell from the air, like holding a small ball, wrapping his head.

The man’s voice stopped, even his breathing stopped.

His headd seems to be crushed by William’s fingers, and the back of the head is already injured, and blood gushes out constantly when it is pinched to the position of the wound.

William’s dark deep eyes are empty, only scarlet blood.

He pinched the man’s head and grabbed him. The man had reached the extreme of suffering pain, but his body was like a leaky doll, shabby and swaying from side to side without a bracket.

The man’s eyes began to turn up, as if he were going to be unconscious, and the sound in his mouth was more like the obsession of survival: “Seven…”

Bang-

There was another loud noise, and William once again carried him heavily and dummp him to the wall.

The man fell to the ground like a doll, motionless.

But William didn’t mean to let him go, even though he might have gone into shock.

He still walked towards the man, lifting his feet and stepping heavily on the man’s face, like crushing ants, crushing them back and forth.

Outside Mary Kinson dare not shout, as if witnessed the devil cannibalism picture.

The shock and fear brought by the senses were deeply branded into her bone marrow.

She finally understood why all the people should be afraid of William.

It turns out that he really eats people.

The light road in the room seems to have just hit, and the light flashes twice, and then the light goes out.

The room was dark, cold and quiet.

And the room outside the door, that is, the hall where Mary Kinson stood, is now lit.

When the lights inside go out, people outside will appear.

William in the room turned back fiercely, and Mary Kinson only saw a pair of scarlet eyes like magic, more like the eyes of a ghost.

She took a step back in fear and sat down on the cold floor.

But those eyes are like shadows, from the inside of the room quickly close to magnify in front of her eyes, instantly all body perception disappeared, there is only one voice inside.

Dying.

“Ah!” Mary Kinson shouted.

That’s horrible! For a moment, the death picture of the past life was staged again in her mind, and it was dark and bloody everywhere.

Still, a big hand suddenly crossed her eyes, and her eyes fell into darkness. Mary Kinson’s instinctive trembling feeling dissipated.

The other senses of her body gradually revived, and the tip of her nose smelled a familiar and cold breath, which smelled heavily blood.

This hand across her eyes is stained with blood!

Mary Kinson was immersed in the past and instinctively climbed back: “Don’t… don’t touch me…”

Boom.

Behind her sounded the sound of the door closing.

Mary Kinson looked back and saw that the room like hell was closed. The man standing at the door was hanging sharp eagle eyes, and his cold and hard face was stained with a few drops of bright red blood. However, because he was too beautiful, he showed some beauty of killing.

Mary Kinson felt that he must be crazy. Now in front of the devil, he can still feel that the devil is beautiful.

She swallowed her dry throat, and the beautiful fox’s eyes turned around without focal length. She was at a loss, afraid , all of which were written on her face.

For a long time, William slowly opened his thin lips, and his dumb voice actually had a trace of tiredness: “Why are you here?”

Mary Kinson’s eyes trembled , only to see him half hanging deep eyes, eyelids glowing pale blue, as if very tired, wrapped in brutal breath.

On the contrary, there is a messy and weak aesthetic feeling, as if it had experienced a great war.

The fear of him in heart gradually dissipated as time passed.

Mary Kinson stood up from the ground and swallowed her saliva: “I… my dad knows that you seem to have a bad attitude recently. Let me come and see you.”

“Hmm.” William leaned against the black door, his dark hair mixed with wood grain, and his dark eyes seemed to come out of the darkness.

“There was an accident in the project. Some people made extra money in my project, which led to the death and injury of a group of workers.”

After understanding the reason, Mary Kinsondidn’t have so much fear for William.

Indeed, a person in charge who kills a worker because of his own self-interest deserves to die.

“Are you going to be sued now?” Mary Kinson slowly stepped, and stretched out her hand to help him wipe the blood on his face.

After wiping it twice, she found that it was not all the blood of that person, and William also had a wound on the bridge of his nose.

Mary Kinson’s fine eyebrows twisted slightly, and when she looked closely, she found that the wound was like a trace of deep buckle with her nails.