Noble Villa [Whistling]

"You are crazy! Let go, you are hurting me." Edgar shouted angrily, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.At this moment, he couldn't care less about thinking too much. After living in Wharton for so long, if he didn't know what would happen next, he would be a fool.

No man could take such an insult, least of all Edgar.As a nobleman, he has always been arrogant since he was a child.So he lost his usual prudence and suppression. It is conceivable that if the man in front of him continues, Edgar can stop him at all costs.

"I like God's beautiful creations, but if I meet a stubborn and strong horse, I don't mind taking care of it." The man's eyes became fierce, showing a hostility, "Honey, you know this is In the devil's cave, no one cares about losing one or two people."

Edgar seemed to find that he had gotten into quite a bit of trouble, and his violent resistance stopped.He now knew why the man had a strange smell. On his neckline, Edgar found a brown mark the size of a gold coin.It was blood, very fresh blood.

"This is a good boy, and I will treat you gently." The man smiled with satisfaction, "Since you are here, you are looking for enough excitement, so don't run away."

Edgar's chest rose and fell violently. Although his heart was always healthy, Edgar still felt a sharp angina.The man's words undoubtedly stimulated Edgar. It sounds ironic. He seems to be a hypocrite trying to prove his purity.

Edgar decided not to make unnecessary struggles. For those who are stronger than themselves, this will only excite them.He turned his head, moved his hand down, and touched something with a metallic texture.

An almost perfect object, from the mysterious land of the East.The beautiful knife handle has a streamlined matte texture, which is very comfortable and even relieves the cold feeling brought by the sharp blade.It was a small gift specially prepared by his father for him, and Isabella got a small bow and arrow at the same time.

Little Edgar was actually not in a very good mood when he got the gift, because Isabella's little bow and arrow were more exquisite, and it turned out to be the gift he set his eyes on first.There are small diamond embellishments on the main body made of gold, and there are also patterns of unknown meaning but very powerful at first glance.The little dagger was bare, nothing.

But his father was very persistent and insisted that Edgar wear it with him.This kind of behavior is simply stupid, the sex has been developed very well, but I have to have such a primitive tool for self-defense.Edgar finally made some adjustments. He decorated the dagger and hung it on his body as an accessory.

It was not until the critical moment that Edgar understood his father's deliberation. □□Such an obvious thing cannot be taken on many occasions, but the dagger is small and easily overlooked.And it was very light, for a weak person like Edgar, it was the most suitable weapon to hang on his body.

Edgar regretted that he had modified it without authorization. The original comfortable blade became a bit thorny because of the diamond inlay.If he can go back tonight, he must remove all those small stones.

"Oh, it seems that you know what you should do. You resisted so fiercely just now, but you are actually experienced." The man seemed to like this rough way very much, and looked at Edgar who had become very obedient.Deciding that the other party has no way to hurt him, he is even more reckless in words.

Edgar didn't answer.His mind was in constant motion.The hand is already on the knife.In fact, he was the one with the advantage now, the man was completely defenseless, and all his vitals were exposed.But looking at the opponent's tall body, Edgar felt that he had to kill him with one blow, and there must be no room for him to resist.

Edgar began to sweat, his face flushed with excitement.The man was unaware of the danger coming.

Edgar counted silently in his heart: 1, 2...