Personality V: I will save everything

Andrew couldn't stand it anymore. The guy in front of him was buzzing next to him like a fly. Andrew had had enough. (▼ plate▼#)

"Bang!!!" With a loud noise, Andrew raised his knife and used the shovel in his hand to knock Kreacher unconscious as he kept jumping in front of him.

To be honest, Andrew originally wanted to smash his head to pieces like a watermelon, but Andrew thought about it and realized that the other people in the manor hadn't finished discussing it yet.

So Andrew dragged one of the legs of Kreacher, who had fainted, and dragged him like a dead pig to the room where everyone was discussing.

Then when he arrived at the door of the room, Andrew skipped the knocking process and kicked the door open because he was really unhappy now.

Andrew: Unhappy......(*￣m￣)

"Whoa!" Andrew suddenly barged in, startling everyone else in the room, mainly because Andrew's expression looked like he was about to smash Kreacher, who was dragging his hand, into mincemeat in the next second. .

"Have you finished the discussion?" To be honest, Andrew's tone, coupled with his originally red eyes, was no different from turning on the violent mode. It felt like he was going to explode in the next second.

"Brother..." Seeing Andrew looking so angry, Karl walked over and wanted to comfort him.

However, as soon as Karl got close to Andrew, he was immediately pulled into his arms by Andrew, and then...

"Hmm... um... uh uh uh..." To be honest, what Andrew was doing at this time, coupled with his grunting, really looked like a pervert. -_-||

Because Andrew directly picked up Karl, who came to comfort him, and then buried his entire face into Karl's belly.

Andrew: Others suck cats, but I suck my brother (*?︶?*).?.:*?

This is great, Andrew is happy, but Karl is not happy anymore.

"Woooooooooo??(?′Д｀?)??...Bad brother..." Carl twisted his body desperately, trying to break free from Andrew's clutches, but Andrew's arms Like an iron clamp, once you hugged Karl, you wouldn't let go.

Karl felt in his heart that he was really in a panic, and he would never come within ten meters of his brother again. (# ` n′ )

"Hehehehe, my little Carl, do you think you can escape my clutches? Mum, um~~!" Andrew was completely over the top. After laughing sinisterly a few times, he directly hit Carl A big kiss on the face.

Carl: Stay(??)!

Carl remained stunned for several minutes.

Then the reaction came!

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo (>д＜;)??????…………” This time it was better. Karl’s cries were earth-shattering. Sitting at the window Antonio next to him even felt the glass tremble.

Such loud crying naturally woke up Kreacher, who had been knocked unconscious by Andrew.

Kreacher opened his eyes in a daze but could not react.

"Who am I? Where am I?" This was the first thought in Kreacher's mind.

Then Kreacher's memory soon began to come back, and when he looked up, he saw Karl crying loudly in the arms of the white-haired demon.

"Put him down!!!" Kreacher immediately became stressed after seeing Karl being held in Andrew's arms. He just wanted to save Karl quickly. He had never been in this room at all. Was he surrounded? Lots of people.

"Do you have the right to speak here! Get down!" This sentence was said by Jack, who had long been unhappy with Kreacher.

Okay, actually the above sentence is pure nonsense. Jack’s view of Kreacher is similar to Andrew’s view of Kreacher. He just thinks he is funny, but...

This doesn't mean that Jack can tolerate Kreacher's desire to harm Andrew and the others, not even a thought!

Jack directly pinned Kreacher to the ground with one hand, and he used his left hand, a left hand with a finger blade.

Just like that, before Kreacher could fully stand up from the ground, he was pinned to the ground by Jack again. Moreover, Kreacher did not dare to move around casually, because if he moved his body even a little bit, he would probably be hit by Jack's The finger blade was scratched.

And judging from the cold light emerging from Jack's finger blade, Kreacher even felt that if he wasn't careful, he might be chopped into several pieces by the guy holding him down.

But even though his life was likely to be threatened, Kreacher still stared closely at Karl in Andrew's arms, wanting to rescue him.

"Humph, this guy hasn't understood his current situation yet." The person who said this was Nabu.

Although I feel sorry for Naib, at 1.7 meters, he was completely submerged in a group of 1.8 and 1.9 meter people. It was not until he slowly walked out of the crowd that Kreacher discovered him.

"What?!" It was obvious that Naib's "resurrection from the dead" was a fantasy in Kreacher's eyes. He even subconsciously tried to lift himself up, which resulted in his arm being hit by Jack's finger blade. scratched.

But at this moment, Kreacher couldn't care about his wounds at all. He had too many questions to ask.

But when all these questions came to him, Kreacher didn't know where to start.

But fortunately, it didn't matter even if Kreacher didn't know how to speak, because the people in the manor didn't intend to let him ask questions in the first place.

"Welcome to heaven, or hell... For people like you, it should be hell... In short, welcome to here." This sentence was said by Mike, and it matched Mike's happy look. , and hands applauding.

If you ignore what Mike said, Kreacher would find it quite interesting.

"What, what, what do you mean?" Kreacher was so shocked by Mike's words that he even began to stutter when speaking.

On the side, Andrew, who didn't have much affection for him, directly chose to use actions to remind Kreacher of everything.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Kreacher screamed, because Andrew took the shovel in his hand and broke one of Kreacher's legs.

Kreacher kept screaming as the severe pain from his legs forced him to curl up into a ball, but he was unable to do so as Jack pinned him tightly to the ground.

Andrew didn't care at all how much pain he would cause Kreacher, or maybe Andrew just liked Kreacher's screams.

Andrew thrust his shovel into the floor, less than two centimeters away from Kreacher's head.

The friction on his scalp forced Kreacher to raise his head again.

"Be enlightened..." Andrew used the toe of his shoe to lift Kreacher's chin, "You are worth less than a used rag."

After saying that, Andrew pulled his shovel out of the ground and walked away, because the next step was not his responsibility.

By the way, when Andrew broke Kreacher's leg just now, he had already put Karl down from his arms.