[Comprehensive British and American] Entering the industry needs to be cautious

There was a scream, but a ghost rushed over and bit the man's neck.

The teeth were inserted into the man's neck smoothly, and then he shook his head violently, tearing off a piece of flesh.

Blood spurted.

It was like a signal, and the ghosts who were originally timid about the fierceness of the two people seemed to be inspired, and rushed towards the two of them one after another.The gray-white soul body is like a surging tide, trying to swallow the murderer who tortured them to death.

Frightened, the duo, known as the Butchers of the Seine, struggled to escape.

They ran to the exit of the alley.

Hannibal Lecter raised his head and said softly, "Where is this place?"

"The Refining Realm." Gabriel explained, "The gap between the human world, hell, and heaven. There are no living things in the Refining Realm, and all creatures are equal when they come here."

Those undead were unable to take revenge before, apart from being afraid of the anger and evil spirit of the murderer, most of the reasons were hindered by the law of life and death.But in the refining world, the interval between life and death is blurred, and those undead who have accumulated countless resentments can directly hurt the murderer.

This was the method that Gabriel suddenly thought of when he weighed whether to give some strength to those undead in the human world, or to crush the two to death by himself.

Is there any better way to eliminate the hatred in my heart than taking revenge with my own hands?

With the bonus of occupying the remaining pages of Narcissus, he just forced a corner of the refining world to descend, covering the entire long alley, which is equivalent to distorting the magnetic field in this area.During this period, passers-by in the human world will subconsciously ignore this long alley, and neither the living nor the undead can escape from the long alley in the refining world.

When these undead have finished their revenge, Gabriel will be able to purify these souls, allowing them to go where they should go.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the blood-stained butchers of the Seine River staggering back—no, they ran out of the long alley, but the next moment they appeared at the end of the alley again, like an infinite loop.

"Where's Rhett?" Hannibal Lecter asked.

"Asleep." Gabriel said frankly, Rhett was still young, and he was not in a hurry to face these bloody scenes.At the Eros Nursing Home, letting Rhett see the fire and the distorted real world has made Rhett lose sleep for several days, and the dark circles under his eyes are almost impossible to see.

The reason why Gabriel pressed Rhett to exercise was that he hoped that he would have a good physique, not to mention the eight-pack abs, but at least not to pant after three steps.However, the real reason that has never been announced is-to drain Rhett's physical strength and let him achieve the achievement of falling asleep.

Gabriel knew that Spencer Reed had worked hard to get over it.

Gabriel's world is not always bright.

Angels are existences that have been beautified by countless legends, but real angels—whether they are in the third level or lower, every angel is a qualified fighter.They can deliver the gospel with a modest smile, and they can also hold a long sword and fight for God in blood.

His world is truly cruel.

Gabriel likes Rhett very much and needs Rhett's help.Reid's rapid growth is undoubtedly beneficial to Gabriel.Nightmare is nothing, insomnia is nothing, after experiencing it several times, the original world is shattered, and the tenacity that human beings are often forced to show in times of adversity always allows them to adapt to the new world.

but--

Rhett was young, Gabriel thought, not even a fraction of his age.Furthermore, he is not in a hurry to return to heaven or hell, his core is being repaired, his glory is being restored, why bother forcing a human cub to grow up in a hurry.

Rhett's willingness to help him comes from the heart, not asking for... well, not asking for nothing.

Perhaps the only thing Spencer Reid asked of him was company.

A lonely boy who has been lonely for too long.

But companionship is mutual.

Gabriel also likes Rhett's company, so this cannot be regarded as the price Rhett asks for.

Human beings stand at thirty and are not confused at forty. Reid is only 12 years old. He just needs to grow up slowly.

Gabriel calmly crossed off the four years of staying in this era.

Cubs are for pets.

Hannibal Lecter knew Gabriel's state of mind at the moment without even looking at Gabriel's expression.He couldn't help rolling his eyes. If he was really younger, he was four years younger than Spencer Reid.But this angel didn't just throw him into the wind and rain.

Of course, he doesn't need the angel's careful care, but this kind of double standard, even Hannibal Lecter, who is as elegant and self-sufficient as himself, can't help but silently roll his eyes.

He watched as the murderer, who could no longer run, was surrounded and bitten by countless ghosts, blood and flesh were flying, the screams gradually became weaker, and finally lost signs of life.But the next moment, the disembodied ghost frantically bit the other ghosts in a bloody posture.

It's just that no matter how fierce the ghost of an extremely evil person is, it can't compare to the red-eyed, countless ghosts who have been overwhelmed by hatred and swarmed up.

In the end, the soul of the Butcher of the Seine was torn to pieces and swallowed by those ghosts.

At the same time, the dark sky seems to start to filter, and the bright sky gradually replaces the dark.Where the light shines, the ghost's figure dissipates, and the last thing left on the ground is a pool of unrecognizable broken corpses.

Gabriel and Hannibal Lecter turned around, avoided the blood-spreading ground, and walked towards the entrance of the alley.

"Can a murderer go to heaven?"

When he was about to walk out of the alley, Gabriel heard Hannibal Lecter ask.

Gabriel hooked the corners of his lips, "That depends on who is being killed."

Just like the two scumbags just now, they killed as many as they could. There is no crime but merit.

"I want to see Misha, one last time."

Hannibal Lecter said.

Gabriel glanced at him, also a 12-year-old boy, Hannibal Lecter was a head taller than Rhett, with an elegant and mature manner.He didn't ask how he knew that Misha hadn't left, he just raised his hand and flicked it in front of Hannibal's eyes.

Misha Lecter stood in front of Hannibal Lecter, her time stopped four years ago, and her current height was less than Hannibal Lecter's waist.

Hannibal Lecter smiled at Misha and said softly, "Goodbye, Misha."

Misha Lecter slightly looked up at her brother.

In her eyes, the antlers on the top of Hannibal Lecter's head stretched and grew like strong branches, not only not scary at all, but extremely magnificent, like a miracle of life.

She knew that her brother would no longer be confused.

So, she also showed a smile, and said crisply: "Goodbye, Hannibal."

-

Spencer Reid was a little confused.

He was clearly walking with Hannibal Lecter in a long alley in Paris in 1947, when he suddenly felt drowsy, and when he opened his eyes again, what he vaguely saw became his own home. Bedroom ceilings!

On the bedside table, the alarm clock is desperately showing its presence.

He rubbed his face, almost thinking that his four years in the 40s were just a dream.

If not, there is still an angel living in the spiritual world.

Looking at the calendar on the desk beside him, Rhett's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he suddenly felt a little melancholy.

It took only a few days for the first time travel, and because the body is a mental patient, he refused to control the body and stayed in the spiritual world all the time, so his feeling was not so obvious.

But this time, he really got along with some people for four years.Especially Hannibal and Misha, Misha who is like a little angel, and Hannibal who is caring.Getting along with Hannibal made Rhett feel very comfortable. Compared with the peers he met before and who rejected and bullied him, Hannibal is really a good companion.

Gabriel looked at Rhett, who was sitting on the bed and sighed, amused in his heart, and said, "If you don't want to part with Hannibal, you can Google and check his current address. I can take you to see him."

Gabriel has no doubts that such a person will never be anonymous, no matter what kind of industry he is in, he must be an authority in it.

"is it okay?!"

Rhett's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Gabriel drew his voice, "My dear little Spencer, are you sure you want to continue sitting on the bed and not moving? You are going to be late for school."

"Late for school?!"

Rhett was stunned, and was immediately shocked.

Ahhh, he forgot, he is no longer the talented young man "Dottrich" who opened the back door to the Lecter family and Dr. Frankenstein to attend various audits at famous French universities, and from time to time went into the laboratory to practice!

Even though Spencer 12-year-old Rhett has already started preparing for college applications, he is now an ordinary twelfth-grade student, the kind who needs to get up early for school!

Reid threw off the quilt and rushed into the bathroom.

After washing, I changed clothes in a hurry.

Just as he was taking off his pajamas, Rhett couldn't help but glance at the full-length mirror on the wardrobe.

Withered chest, thin limbs, and a soft stomach—it doesn't look at all like the handsome body with eight-pack abs and strong chest that he has used for four years.

Rhett pursed his lips, almost overflowing with disappointment in his heart.

As an otaku who is often teased by Gabriel for being a weakling, when he has not enjoyed the convenience of a strong body, he can still tell himself that he is taking the route of high IQ and brains, as long as his body is in a healthy state.But after using the strong body of a handsome man for four years, this kind of body whose limbs seem to be unable to lift strength... is really quite different from before.

The author has something to say:

#818Spicy R Bao who is heartbroken because of his abdominal muscles#

R Bao: When I didn't have it, I didn't have much desire.But when I owned it for four years, eight hard pieces suddenly turned into one soft piece... Ahhh, my heart hurts so much QAQ

Gabriel: Come on, boy, exercise

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In other words, why did Uncle Ba know that Misha didn't leave? Of course he didn't sense Misha, but——

Uncle Ba: Rhett, what's your expression?