Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

Dio squatted on the wall next to the door, holding a small mirror and observing the situation outside through the mirror.

When they heard that there was a fire outside, everyone was shocked and quickly went over to look at Dior's mirror.

I saw blazing orange flames reflected on the mirror.

The shelter is a basement with an abandoned building above for shelter. The entire outside of the building was on fire and the fire was burning brightly.

Mia stared at the mirror and murmured: "No wonder I feel a little hot while stroking..."

Everyone knew that Cook had a gun, and in order to avoid being shot by him, they all stayed away from the open door.

If Dio hadn't noticed that the temperature was a little abnormal and used the reflection of the mirror to check, the fire might have reached the door before they could find it.

Spitwagen was shocked and angry, his expression distorted: "Is Cook crazy?! His people are still in the shelter!"

Dio clenched his fists, and the pain from his nails digging into his palms brought him back to some sense.

He stared at the gangster lying on the ground with a gloomy expression: "Cook is not crazy. These people are useless."

Hearing this, everyone turned their attention to the unconscious gangsters. Looking at their miserable condition, they understood what Dio meant.

This battle is a matter of life and death, and no one will show mercy.

The fallen enemy either suffered severe fractures or lost a lot of blood.

The medical technology of this era was extremely poor, and treatment methods almost consisted of bloodletting and amputation. The injuries on the gangsters were too serious and difficult to cure, and the medical expenses were also high.

Goudan was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat: "Since it can't be cured, then just burn it, and we can be buried with it..."

Tattoo punched the wall hard, gritted his teeth and said, "Despicable thing! Everyone worked hard for him, but you are so unloyal!"

"Calm down!" Spitwagen raised his voice, trying to stabilize the situation. "There is a lot of water in the shelter. Let's hurry up, wet our clothes and escape!"

There are three large iron buckets as tall as one person in the shelter. They are filled with water, which is enough to wet clothes.

Looking at the endless flames, Goudan trembled: "Boss, the fire outside is so strong, we won't even get halfway through until we are on fire."

Spitwagen was stunned for a moment and pretended to be calm: "Then let's put out the fire first."

Goudan wanted to cry but had no tears: "It's just three buckets of water. It's not enough. It evaporated as soon as I poured it on!"

Spitwagen murmured and wanted to say something, but he could only remain silent in despair.

I can't escape, and I can't put out the fire. It seems I can only wait to die...

While Spitwagen was communicating with his younger brother, Dio took Mia to check out the iron bucket filled with water and asked her some questions.

Soon, Mia understood Dio's intentions, and based on her experience playing Plants vs. Zombies in her previous life, she came up with what she thought was a brilliant plan.

After listening, Dio stared at her, suppressing the anger that was about to boil in his voice: "You finally survived, and now you are looking for death?"

Mia shook his hand and said coquettishly: "There's nothing I can do. Only I can do this job. If we don't go, everyone will die."

"Everyone?" Mia's words completely angered Dio. He suddenly grabbed Mia's neck, his eyes as cold as poisonous snakes, "Are you going to fight for those three idiots?!"

"No." Mia endured the pain and suffocation, and stared at Dio's eyes of the same color with her clear green eyes, "Just for you and me."

Dio avoided her gaze and remained silent, seeming to be thinking about the credibility of her words, but the strength in his hands was gradually increasing.

The girl raised her head slightly, revealing her soft and slender neck so that he could pinch her tighter.

Dio was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly ignited with hot fire.

He held Mia's neck, pressed her to the ground, and put his whole body weight on the fragile trachea and blood vessels.

Without a trace of oxygen to breathe, Mia's little face gradually turned white, and her green eyes shone with crystal tears.

Despite this, she still lay meekly under Dio, without resistance or struggle, like a voluntary sacrificial lamb.

Unspeakable joy filled his heart, and Dio squinted his eyes, enjoying the pain and obedience of the sacrifice, until the lamb's pupils expanded slightly, and the big almond eyes became lifeless and turned into dusty emeralds.

Contentedly, he let go and allowed her to breathe again.

"Cough cough cough..." Mia knelt on the ground, trying her best to suppress the cough coming from her throat, her voice was hoarse, "I'm sorry for making you worry..."

At any point in time, if Mia had thought about it, he would have died long ago, but...

The restless flames slowly subsided, and Dio held her in his arms, feeling the trembling caused by her coughing and rapid breathing.

Mia is not his biological sister.

Mom and Dario kept this secret, but he already knew it.

Sometimes he wonders, if there was no blood relationship, would Mia still treat him the way she does now?

But it doesn't matter, he will lie to her for the rest of his life.

Even if it is a "lie", it is still "love".

"Go."

With a warm smile in his eyes, Dio gently combed her messy blond hair and kissed her forehead.

"Don't die. Otherwise, I will go to you to settle the score immediately."

the other side.

Burning abandoned building outside.

Cook led more than a dozen of his younger brothers to guard here.

Looking at the burning dilapidated building, Cook played with the revolver in his hand, filled with anger and unwillingness.

Six days ago, when he led people to hunt down the remnants of Spitwagen, he caught two guys who met the requirements of adults - blond, blue-eyed and beautiful.

Next, as long as he offers them up, he can get a lot of rewards.

However, both Gift and Spitwagen escaped. In order to catch him alive, he never dared to shoot. As a result, not only were the people not caught, they all ran away.

Later, he used Spitwagen's younger brother to finally find the location of the shelter.

I didn’t expect that those losers couldn’t beat me!

The boy on the side looked at Cook's sinister eyes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and tried in a trembling voice: "Boss, how about we put out the fire and rescue everyone..."

"Shut up!"

Cook shouted angrily and raised his revolver.

The fear on the faces of the younger brothers deepened, and they lowered their heads one after another, not daring to look at Cook.

Cook "tsk", his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He is not a fool. He naturally knows that setting a fire will cause his subordinates to become alienated from him, but...

Once, he heard from an adult that a mysterious creature had recently appeared in London. They have pale skin, great strength, and seem to have endless lives.

And among the kid he captured, there was something very wrong.

The large amount of blood in the cell, the guards who were knocked unconscious by one blow, the physical ability to escape with their companions in their arms, the strength of more than a dozen people in the shelter...

That child is definitely not a human!

Looking at the building wrapped in flames, Cook's heart was pounding and panic crawled through his body like a snake.

I don’t know if flames are useful to monsters...

If you want to escape from the shelter, this is the best route. He stayed here just in case.

Cook swallowed, raised his pistol, and nervously scanned the sea of ​​​​fire in front of him, ready to press the trigger at any time.

at this time.

A brick suddenly flew out of the sea of ​​fire like a cannonball and hit Cook with strong wind.