"Black Household" Across Time and Space

Nineteen multiple choice questions

Garcia turned Shang Junrong to lie down again, and patted his cheek lightly. His voice was low and irresistible, magnetic but not dumb: [Hey baby, wake up, I know you haven't slept yet. Of course, I have no intention of disturbing your sleep, but there is a serious problem in front of you and me, I hope you can cooperate...]

He raised the pendant in his hand to Shang Junrong's eyes: 【Tell me, where did you get it? 】

Shang Junrong was slapped awake in a drowsy state, and opened his eyes in a daze.The figure in front of him swayed, and after barely seeing the person coming, he wanted to close his eyes again in despair.The light reflected by the pendant suddenly dazzled his eyes, and he blinked twice to focus.

After seeing it clearly, Shang Junrong remembered that it was the amulet that Jason forced him to exchange for his name, and he was not funny when he thought of it.He didn't laugh twice and then raised his sword eyebrows, and said that Ling is doing well now, and he is not at the mercy of others when things come to an end.

The profiteer is really untrustworthy, Shang Junrong sighed in his heart.

Garcia looked funny from the side, and the little guy laughed for a while and was sad for a while, with rich expressions, it would be impossible to appreciate it if he was sober.

Shang Junrong slandered in his heart, and unconsciously spit out Jason's name.The voice was weak, but it was still captured by Garcia.

Jason Davis?It really was him!

Frowning deeply, his eyes narrowed, and he played with the pendant in his hand, Garcia's head began to spin again at high speed.

He should have thought earlier that apart from him, Shang Junrong, there were not many close people around him.Even close people, how many people dare to give away the token of the Pope of the Sicilian underworld empire.Even if they dare, how many people have the opportunity to come into contact with the legendary Pope's token?

The center of the Mediterranean Sea - Sicily, the birthplace of the global mafia and the home of the American mafia.After several centuries of development, he has built his indestructible underground kingdom intertwined all over the world!

Don Angelo Vemarni!

The pope of the world, it is said that at a young age, he already looked down on the world, with a scheming mind and vicious means, and was hailed by his peers as a contemporary Nero!There is also a right-hand assistant beside him, who will expand the territory for him and eradicate dissidents.The two were inseparable, and people regarded him as the shadow of the Pope, so they gave him the nickname 'Sicilian Death'!

So, are you the Pope or the Grim Reaper, Mr. Jason Davis?

Under him, no one disturbed him, and the boy was soundly asleep.It's just that her hands were tied behind her back, and she was sleeping uncomfortable. In her dream, her eyebrows were slightly twitched, her thin lips were raised, and she was muttering, I don't know what to say in my stomach?

Garcia bit his mouth, and Shang Junrong grunted in pain, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

Tim Tian's lips were still full of meaning: [Baby, let me let you go tonight. 】Release Shang Junrong's hand, let him sleep more comfortably.

Next time, I wouldn't mind competing for dinner with the Pope or the Grim Reaper, an experience not for everyone, after all.

While Garcia was planning the future, the cell phone rang suddenly in the quiet room, and the sound came from the pocket of Shang Junrong's trousers.Garcia took out his mobile phone, and the caller ID was displayed—stingy creditor!

Speaking of Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, it seems that he has to face his opponent in advance: Pope or Death?

The phone was connected, and Garcia was not given a chance to speak. Someone on the other end of the phone bombarded him first: "Dear Shang Junrong, please make an appointment in advance before you disappear halfway. It is very unkind to disappear halfway. , this is a matter of character. In addition, this will cause unnecessary life troubles to your guardian, such as a pile of food to be transferred by a bastard with poor character. You can’t persuade you to buy that because of my kindness can of cat food and maliciously sold my labor..."

The fact is that the shopping items are all delivered home by the supermarket staff for free, without any effort by someone.It's just that I was upset when someone let the pigeons go halfway, and when I caught someone, I felt like a bird in my chest.

Poor Garcia was the first time in his life to be the object of others to vent their anger. I didn't know whether to say it was sad or fortunate. Jason threw down a basket of Chinese, and he didn't understand a single word.

Fortunately, Mr. Garcia is well-bred. Faced with someone's chatter, he greeted someone first without losing his grace: [Hello, Mr. Jason Davis! 】

The audio on the other end of the phone quickly switched: [Hi sir, it seems that I haven't heard your voice, I don't remember that bad-behavior kid and you, um, friend? 】

[It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that the so-called bad-behavior kid in your mouth can't answer your condolence call at the moment, Mr. Davis.No, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call you Mr. Vimarni! 】

Garcia said it casually and casually, but his face was unambiguous.There was silence on the phone, and when it rang again, it was orderly: [I regret to tell you that I am not the Vimarni you mentioned, let alone know him.Please let the kid answer the phone, he has been late for dinner for one hour, 32 minutes and 58 seconds! 】

[Why bother denying it, following the rules of the game is my good habit, whether you are or not, I will respect your opinion and never disclose your personal privacy. 】

[Whether your conduct is good or not has nothing to do with me, I just want to get my little ghost back. 】

[Whether it belongs to your family has not yet been determined, and I also regret to tell you.I won't be able to go back to dinner with you tonight, little guy, because I've already... entertained. 】

[...Is that so, it cost you money to tickle you, I will make up for him in the future.Now, what about others? 】

Garcia smelled the smell of gunpowder, and wanted to light it?It's a pity that the mouth moves faster than the brain: [You're welcome, I can still afford this little money.As for the little guy...] Looking at the sleeping person in his arms, he said with a smile: [I just finished a strenuous exercise, and now I’m asleep, you won’t be cruel enough to let me wake him up now, God testifies, that’s too inhuman up. 】

[It is wrong to make you spend money, how can I disturb your rest, please tell me the address, I will pick him up right away...]

Before Jason could finish speaking, Garcia interrupted in advance: [There are many accidents while driving at night. For safety reasons, I guarantee my character. When the little guy wakes up tomorrow, I will personally send him back!It's getting late, so good night, I wish you a sweet dream tonight, Davies, oh no, Mr. Vemarni! 】

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Garcia hung up the phone and turned off the phone directly.He is in a great mood now, as for the other party, only God knows!

Jason called again angrily, and there was a voice prompt on the phone that the other party had turned off.Looking at the table full of delicacies made by himself, he suddenly felt stupid, smashed his mobile phone into the sofa, got up and went upstairs to take a cold shower.

Location: Italy, the center of the Mediterranean Sea - Sicily, Agrigento, known as the 'Abode of the Gods'.

Time: 28:[-] Rome time.

The sunlight shines on the desk through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and several New York newspapers and magazines are scattered on the desk.On the cover of one of the fashion magazines is Shang Junrong's debut novel—Oriental Dracula.

Pressed on top of it were entertainment newspapers, with the headline on the front page: The relationship between popular lovers and Oriental Dracula has to be said, are they friends or lovers?The picture below: In the corridor of the hospital, under the dim light, Jason Davis hugged a boy with a bandaged head tightly. The boy looked sad, but he couldn't hide his surprise.

In the easy chair in front of the table, a handsome young man sat quietly, to be precise, he should be described as glamorous.The bright long golden hair is scattered on the shoulders casually, only curled up at the end of the hair naturally, lining the skin that is smoother and more translucent than ceramics, giving people a sense of indifference that is beyond human.If it weren't for those slender eyes, it would be hard to imagine him as a man.

The man fiddled with the darts in his hand casually, but his gaze stayed on the books and periodicals on the table. His gaze was cold and sharp just like his own.Muttering in the mouth, only repeating five words: Eastern Dracula.

Without warning, he suddenly threw the dart in his hand, hitting the handle on the wall.

[Master! ] There was a knock on the door.

The man who was in the freezing state adjusted his breathing: 【Come in. 】The voice is unexpectedly soft.

The deacon in black pushed the door open and entered: [Master, the helicopter is ready and can depart at any time. 】

【Um. 】

The man responded casually, got up and walked out, the deacon in black picked up the coat on the hanger, and followed silently.

When Shang Junrong opened his eyes, his mind was still dizzy, and when he realized that he was not in an environment he was usually familiar with, his mind began to function.

Thinking of what happened last night and the environment he was in, Shang Junrong immediately became aware of the danger.A carp straightened up and wanted to get up, but he forgot that it was not a wooden bed that he was used to from a nap. The soft mattress had nowhere to exert force, and when he tried hard, his strength was diluted, and he fell back into the mattress in embarrassment again.

Garcia stayed up all night, sitting alone on the sofa far from the bed, thinking all night.Seeing Shang Junrong who woke up struggling with the mattress, he laughed and said: [Baby, why are you so energetic every time you wake up? ] I remember that when he woke up for the first time, he was struggling with the mattress.

Shang Junrong managed to sit up from the bed and found that Garcia was there. His second reaction was to check his body, and Garcia was waiting for his examination results with a smile.

Except for the coat, all other clothes were neatly dressed, and even the wound was re-bandaged, of course it was an exaggerated version of wrapping the entire chest together.The body, especially □ did not feel any strangeness.

The result was unexpected, and he should have been lucky, but Shang Junrong couldn't help but question what the devil was doing last night?Let yourself stay for one night in vain?Why bother throwing bait and casting nets before that?

Could it be that his conscience discovered that he suddenly realized that his behavior was despicable and shameless, and his thoughts were immoral and indecent, so he abandoned evil and followed good?Think about it, this probability is undoubtedly [-]% lower than that of Mars hitting the earth.

Thinking that Garcia had already laid down on him last night, ready to show off his lust, Shang Junrong's back felt chills, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.As for why Mingjin withdrew his troops in the end, Shang Junrong was puzzled.I just remember that before falling asleep, in the dimness, Garcia took a shiny thing and seemed to ask him where it came from?

... something shiny?

is it!Remembering that what Garcia asked was the amulet that Jason lent him, Shang Junrong immediately touched his neck.

Okay, still there.

Shang Junrong heaved a sigh of relief as he could still feel its existence through the clothes, and couldn't explain to Jason if he lost it.Jason said that it has the effect of suppressing demons and exorcising evil spirits. At that time, he only thought that the other party was comforting him. Now that he thinks about it, did this guy really manifest yesterday?

It's too weird, isn't it so weird that you can see immediate results on the spot?Shang Junrong didn't believe it, and the sage said: Don't blame the power to mess with the gods.

What is the power to drive the devil to change his ways?If you want to subdue the devil, unless there is a possibility, this kind of power is stronger than the devil.

Shang Junrong sorted out his thoughts one by one, followed the clues, and when he seemed to catch something, Garcia had already come to the bedside.He deliberately raised his vigilance, and his train of thought was interrupted.

Garcia sat down by the bed, [Don't be nervous baby, I mean no harm. 】Spread out your hands, expressing that you really don't have any malicious intentions.

Believe you have a ghost!

Shang Junrong thought to himself, but didn't move. He always felt that if he made a move at this time, it meant that he was showing weakness.Since this guy has too many bad records, Shang Junrong is still vigilant in private.

[God bear witness, I just want to negotiate a deal with you. 】Garcia came straight to the point and said, seeing that the other party was silent, he went on to say: 【Don't you feel that you are full of energy now and don't feel tired?If I have malicious intentions, I can give you a sedative before you wake up to make your limbs weak, so as to reduce resistance.But the fact is not the case, what does it mean?Explain that I just want to express my sincerity in negotiating. 】

Upon waking up, Shang Junrong found that he had no symptoms of weakness, and his inner breath was abundant and smooth.He also wondered why the devil would allow him to fight at any time?Hearing Garcia's explanation, he couldn't help becoming interested in the deal he was talking about.

Seeing that he didn't reject him, Garcia immediately struck while the iron was hot: [You haven't eaten since last night, you must be hungry!I have asked Suter to prepare breakfast, let's have a meal together, and we will chat while eating. 】

Shang Junrong wanted to refuse, but before he could open his mouth, someone knocked on the door and came in.It was Suter who came, and Suter saw that Shang Junrong had woken up and was looking at him.Thinking that he was trapped in this place was entirely caused by himself, he couldn't help but feel very guilty, so he kept his head down after entering, not daring to meet his gaze.

He looked at the floor even as he spoke: 【Breakfast is ready and can be used anytime. 】

Garcia responded, and got up first to walk out. Shang Junrong hesitated for a while, but still followed.When he passed Su Teer without stopping, Su Teer heaved a sigh of relief, but felt a little disappointed for no reason.

The author has something to say: Pope or Death?Don't need me to say it, it's very clear~~~~~

Change it through fake characters~~~~

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