Do you want to eat Amway? [Comprehensive British and American]

"For good-looking people...you always subconsciously relax a lot of vigilance, you really judge people by their appearance." Evan shook his head with a smile.

From the rear view mirror, he saw the brown-haired young man lying on the back seat tremble, and his expression became frightened, so he comforted him, his voice was still gentle and kind, as if the coldness just now did not exist: "Don't be afraid, Mr. Wood, I just invite you to my house as a guest, and I won't do anything to you."

"..." Carl kept a scared expression and remained silent.

Binding him like this is not convincing at all!

His hands and feet were tied together, and he was like a prawn, unable to stand up or escape.Looking at Evan Watkins' movements, he is already very skilled.Spray wine on his clothes first, making people think he is a drunk, and put him in the car from a remote alley that is not monitored. The few minutes Watkins left should have been driving to prepare the tools for the crime, but Unexpectedly, Carl walked while thinking, slowing down and still not walking out of the alley.

The man was tied up in such a hurry just now, he should have judged that the attack on Carl would not last long enough to cause a coma, and now... Maybe he wants to take him home for disposal?

If you like his eyes, do you want to kill him first and gouging out his eyes, or gouging out his eyes first and then torturing others?Blood-stained brass, brass like a murder weapon?Would he see other victims when he got to the murderer's house?Is it possible to explore events in this way?

Carl opened the task panel again and looked at it, feeling relieved.

The progress of the task has increased by a few percent. It seems that his guess is right. Being kidnapped by the murderer is the most convenient and quick choice.

In the custody room.

Since the sudden incident just now, little Sol has not been in the mood to practice the hammer, and stood with his sister anxiously and looked out the door.Little Steve didn't bother to wash his clothes anymore, he ran back to the bed and picked up the shield on his back, and came to the living room with his friends worriedly.

"Dad...is he alright?" Little Tony didn't know what happened, he was still wrapped in a cartoon quilt, and ran out barefoot, affected by the dignified atmosphere in the living room, he asked timidly.

"It shouldn't matter, Dad is quite strong." Steve looked firm, and turned his head to look at the girl's bedroom where there was no movement.

Only the new companion, Gu Yi, did not come out.The bald-headed girl was very calm, sitting on the bed with her eyes closed, waving her hands in front of her, practicing drawing a magic circle in the air.

Steve is looking forward to what she can practice, so that if the time comes when they have to save Dad, they will have another helper.

The car carrying Karl turned left and right, and it didn't take long to drive from the bustling and normal avenue to a somewhat remote place, and arrived at an ordinary neighborhood.However, the man didn't stop the car, but drove in directly, made a big circle and parked the car in the garage behind the house.

Carl was carefully memorizing the route along the way, not only was he not surprised, but his heart was even heavier.

what is this?

The murderer let him remember the route, so he is absolutely sure that he will not escape, or in other words, he must be killed, right?

"We're here, Mr. Wood." The man stopped the car, opened the door and said to Carl.

He turned on the chandelier in the garage to illuminate the surroundings.Then came over and carried Carl out.

"You are..." Carl looked around the garage in surprise.

In addition to the parking space, there are paintings around... Slender and powerful men's hands with well-defined bones.The lines are smooth, and even the feeling of muscle tightening is drawn to lifelike calves.The slender and graceful ankles are connected to the bare/naked girls' feet.The lips are beautifully shaped, and the thin lips are pursed.It is tall and straight, as if the bridge of the nose is divided according to the golden ratio.

Every painting here is painted, extremely realistic and full of beauty, and it is the painstaking work of an artist at first glance.

Seeing that Carl was stunned, although Evan struggled to resist, he did not leave in a hurry, but proudly showed him everything in front of him, and asked softly, "How is my painting?"

"...very good." Carl said honestly, and couldn't help asking his own questions, "but... do you need to tie a person for a part of your painting? If you want to see the proportions of the human body, you can search it online or build it yourself in the software Isn't that what you want?"

He didn't ask the most critical question.

What happened to those who were kidnapped like him?

"Of course not." The man's voice became cold again, and he criticized Carl's suggestion mercilessly, "Such fictional things are just tarnishing my dreams, things that can be made by hand, what is worth my effort meaning!"

Seemingly feeling that Carl disturbed his interest, Evan didn't speak any more, and didn't give Carl any time to admire. He dragged him to the secret door behind the garage, which was obviously built by himself.

coming soon!

"..." Carl silently let his consciousness return to the custody room, and closed the door.

The following picture may be a bit exciting, it is better not to let the children see it.

Little Sol immediately rushed forward to open the door again, Carl quickly held it down, lowered his head and said in warning: "Don't open the door and look, I will call you out when needed."

"But Dad—" Little Steve was also uneasy, and he leaned over and pressed his lips tightly, unable to speak.

Even if they are young, after listening to the whole process just now, they should know what that person wants to do to their father.Little Steve, who was the first to be promoted, still clearly remembers that his father was kidnapped last time, so he went to the hospital to recuperate.Although Dad has become stronger during this time, how much stronger?

What if you can't deal with the enemy?

"Don't think about it, I can do it." Carl was excited and nervous in his heart. He rubbed little Steve's blond hair comfortingly, pushed the two children in, and looked at little Hela who was standing tense in the living room. They also looked at each other.

The girl in the green leather coat moved her lower lip, as if she wanted to say something, and her expression showed a little nervousness.At a time like this, little Haila can't care about Tsundere anymore.

Karl nodded hastily to her, and then completely closed the door of the custody room, allowing his consciousness to return to reality.

After being fed back by the children, Carl's strength now has a value of 30, six times that of a normal person, and stronger than the adult Steve.So even though Carl finds it exciting, he still thinks he can handle it, and the young cubs are much weaker than him.

Now Karl can concentrate on looking around.

He thought he would see something exciting in this dark room... such as severed hands, legs, or anything Evan liked, but there was nothing.

The small room was empty and simply decorated. There was only an old single bed made of iron nets, covered with a thin layer of quilt, and there were no pillows.A low wooden cabinet, and an iron chair welded in the middle of the room and a keg in the far corner.There is not even a window here, and there is no ventilation hole. There are only electric lights pulled out from the ceiling, and the air is full of the coldness and musty smell unique to the basement.

These have fully satisfied the conditions for imprisoning a person here.

While Carl was observing, Evan also dragged him to the chair, panting slightly from exhaustion.The man took off his hat, and after a while, untied the rope connecting Karl's hands and feet, and tied him to the chair again with a pile of chains under the chair.

Probably because Carl didn't mean to struggle or run away, and was very sensible, Evan's expression became pleasing again, and he praised aloud: "You are very smart, Mr. Wood. Keep it up, I just want you to stay here For a while, let me draw as a reference. I won't hurt you."

"Really?" Carl asked with a hopeful expression on his face, but he was thinking about how to get more information.

Isn't Evan Watkins the kind of murderous collector?He prefers to draw the parts he likes?Either this room is just a place to hold reference objects, and Evan has other collection rooms.

— I don’t know if he would like to show off what he has done before.

"Of course, I'm serious." The man bent down and stared into Carl's eyes again, keeping his eyes level. Under the dim light, most of his face was shrouded in shadow, as if covered by a layer of haze , the man murmured in admiration, "... you are very lucky. The eyes... are different from other positions after all."

"Eyes without luster are not good-looking. That is not the beauty I am after."

Evan stretched out his hand and raised Carl's face, looking carefully.Then he touched the end of Carl's eyes inch by inch like a lover, and shook his head regretfully: "It's a pity that the eye shape is wrong, it's too ordinary, and it doesn't match this color."

how?

Does Evan still want to give him a double eyelid surgery? ?

Carl was in a delicate mood, and his body couldn't help hiding back, a little uncomfortable being touched by another man so sensually.

"Ugh."

The man didn't care about Karl's dodge, straightened his waist, sighed regretfully, and sighed again, a little anxiously, "...the most important thing is the eyes, but the shape of the eyes is wrong. Where can I find another one?"

Carl asked in a cliché again: "Do you want to...put all these perfect parts together?"

"Paint together." The man corrected Carl's words with a slight frown, and glanced at him, "I'm not that kind of barbaric person."

... I am afraid that you are not civilized.

Karl absolutely did not believe that those people had been put back by him as they were.

Thinking this way, Carl felt terrified.

so far so good!

His cubs haven't been raised yet, and they haven't come out yet, otherwise they would all be the targets of Evan Watkins!

Adult Steve alone can satisfy "perfect pecs", "perfect abs", "perfect waist", "perfect hands", "perfect blue eyes and long eyelashes" and so on and so on .

Not to mention the adult Tony has "perfect buttocks" and "perfect peach and caramel eyes".

Sol's muscles are more exaggerated than Steve's, his smile and blue eyes are so shocking, Miss Hela's figure is also very proud... If all this is released, the perverts will go crazy with joy?

Not sure about anything else, Karl thinks Evan Watkins must be a perfectionist.

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