The Dragon That Devours the World

Amsterdam, airport.

Among the noisy crowd, a man and a woman headed to the airport with suitcases.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to Boston to see your daughter?"

As the two walked, Wendy asked Roberts with a little doubt. After the supermarket, Roberts suddenly said that he wanted to visit his daughter in Boston. Although Roberts vaguely said that he missed her daughter, Wendy understood Roberts’ character. , This is by no means the real reason.

He has always been worried about causing troubles to his daughter. He rarely sees his daughter. Usually only every Christmas will come to Boston secretly to reunite with her daughter overnight. At other times, Wendy takes care of him because Wendy is not a combatant, just Responsible for logistics and intelligence, the action was not as compelling as Roberts.

But facing Wendy's question, Roberts said vaguely.

"If Bruni is likely to come to the United States, then Boston is also likely to be his place to stay, and I also want to meet my daughter by the way."

In front of Roberts, Wendy glanced at him deeply, with something inexplicable in his eyes. Roberts was sure that his partner saw something, but in the end she didn't say anything. Just nodded and said.

"Well, as you wish, let's go to Boston...someone who can't lie."

With that said, she carried the suitcase and walked into the airport, but behind him, Roberts didn't know how to explain it for a while, opened his mouth, and finally chose to catch up.

...

A few days later, Boston.

There are tall buildings around, riding Wendy's red convertible sports car, and the scenery next to him quickly skips.

"How many cars do you have? The monastery has so much income?"

Glancing at the trademark, it seemed that it was from Porsche. Roberts vaguely remembered where he had seen an advertisement similar to this car. It seemed that the price was more than two million dollars.

"I'm not like someone who needs to feed myself without worrying about food and clothing. I still have to take care of a girl. How can I make money without thinking about it? Someone doesn't pay."

A faint voice came, through the rearview mirror, although he couldn't see the face under the sunglasses, Roberts could vaguely feel a trace of dissatisfaction.

She is dissatisfied with lying to her.

Although she didn't ask much, the cooperation between the two has always been that Roberts is in charge of combat and Wendy is in charge of intelligence and logistics. Wendy is far better than Roberts in terms of carefulness and careful observation.

She could feel Roberts deliberately concealing herself.

But she will not quarrel and argue, just as she did in the past, assist Roberts, and will never cause him trouble, but this does not mean that she will not be angry, she will also express herself to Roberts in her own way Dissatisfaction.

Roberts wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it for a while.

Could it be that you are defensive against her because of a word from someone? Roberts himself couldn't understand, why did he choose to believe that person's words at the time because of his prejudgment because of his worry about his daughter? Or is it for some other reason?

he does not know.

"Be careful Wendy, don't believe her."

The warning was clear as if it had just happened. Roberts didn't understand why, but the man who called himself "Uberto Bruni" did say so.

But when he heard that sentence, Roberts was surprised that there were no ups and downs in his heart, and he was not surprised at all, as if this book was...

Some forgotten fact...

"Ok……"

In a daze, his head began to ache inexplicably, making Roberts' thinking pause.

He snorted and covered his head with his hand, his mind was dizzy, and the inexplicable pain made it difficult for him to organize his thoughts.

My eyes started to turn black, my hands and feet were trembling unconsciously, and the surging beating sound of blood vessels sounded clearly in my ears...In just a few seconds, this man has been trained from childhood to fight against various dark creatures for more than decades and was tortured. A man who is not afraid of torture, at this moment, a layer of fine sweat is oozing out of his forehead.

Wendy, who was sitting in the driver's seat, also noticed Roberts's anomaly, and she immediately reacted.

"...Headache...it's happening again..."

Roberts couldn't hear what Wendy was saying. His brain was dizzy. He could only vaguely feel the confusion of his hands and feet in the sound of his ears, and then he was flustered by the soft hands to cross the pills in the entrance, and the confusion when he rammed the car on the road Sense of space……

Ten minutes later, Roberts was sitting on a seat in Central Park, sipping mineral water with his head up, while Wendy was sitting beside him.

"God, it's... scared me to death. For so many years, I thought you were already healed."

Looking at Roberts beside her, her face was a bit distracted and lingering fear.

"I haven't committed a crime for almost ten years, who knows it suddenly happened..."

Roberts looked at the mineral water bottle in his hand, nodded and said.

"Yes, it's been more than ten years..."

Wendy spoke with deep feeling, and suddenly she stopped halfway through her words.

Roberts noticed this. He raised his head and saw Wendy secretly paying attention to his expression, with a bit of anxiety and anxiety on his face.

He shook his head, but unexpectedly comforted Wendy.

"It's okay... it's gone."

After looking at Roberts and confirming that he was really not angry, Wendy's heart was gradually let go. In her impression, as long as she discussed related matters in the past, Roberts would become so silent that she I try not to mention this kind of thing again.

But she didn't notice that Roberts's hand holding the mineral water was quietly clenching tightly, and there was an unspeakable melancholy in his eyes...

Yes, it's been more than ten years, and it's time to let it go.

Muttered in his heart.

More than a decade ago, Roberts married Betty, an Anglo-American he met, and had a daughter. As a result, not long after the daughter was born, the vampires who had heard from nowhere suddenly attacked the secret residence of the two.

After a desperate fight between Roberts and the vampire, Roberts successfully led his wife and daughter to escape, but his newly married wife Betty still died of serious injuries. Only his daughter, Joan, survived...

After that, Roberts suffered a serious illness, and even suffered from an inexplicable headache. Visiting doctors could not find out the problem. This is also the reason why Roberts almost retired back then, because no one would want a mercenary who would have a headache at any time.

At that time, Wendy was only 16 years old, but with his outstanding wisdom, he had become his partner for several years, and she also witnessed the scene of a spirited soldier going into decline. At the most depraved moment of Roberts, she always believed that the old "iron heart" would eventually re-emerge, and it was in the past few years that the old "iron heart" had a tendency to regain its past reputation.

"I don't know what's going on with Joan now. It's rare to see the last time. Last time it seemed to be two years ago. She was timid and looked very timid..."

Roberts thought in his heart.

"Then let's go to the clinic later, you wait here for a while, I'll contact a private clinic in Boston."

Seeing that Roberts was indeed okay, Wendy's face also showed a smile.

Because the park didn't allow phone calls for the sake of quietness, Wendy turned and left to find a place to call, while Roberts leaned on the bench and closed his eyes.

Leaning on the bench, with the shade of the trees next to him, feeling the touch of the sun on his face, Roberts rarely enjoyed this peaceful time...

"Boom!"

Suddenly, he felt something making a noise next to him.

Eyes opened, but not far away, several girls in trendy clothes and smoky makeup were throwing pebbles in their direction for fun.

"Hey, tramps are not welcome here!"

In Roberts's eyes, one of the girls put a baseball bat on his shoulder, and the boyish-looking girl with smoky makeup raised her head and said provocatively.

In all fairness, her appearance is quite beautiful, and her youthful temperament and vitality are undoubtedly revealed in her body, but it is only the clumsy and inferior smoky makeup that destroys that youthful temperament.

tramp?

Roberts looked at her in astonishment, and then looked around and looked around. It was true that there was no one else before he had to admit that she was talking about herself.

Do I look like a tramp?

There was a sense of absurdity in his heart, but he didn't realize that his unshaven and neglected appearance was indeed quite like a tramp sleeping on the street, but Roberts didn't bother to pay attention and continued to close his eyes.

Seeing that Roberts ignored her, the girl who seemed to be the leader suddenly became angry, stepped forward, raised her baseball bat, and was about to swing it down.

But the baseball bat was not facing people, but toward the bench next to her. Obviously, she just wanted to scare Roberts.

But suddenly, those eyes opened, and there was icy silence in the cold pupils.

"Go away, don't bother me."

The sound resounded in her ears, calm and terrifying, and even her heartbeat stopped suddenly, making her original swing motions involuntarily stagnated, and abruptly stopped in the air.

After seeing the girl stop, Roberts continued to close his eyes.

He didn't worry about what the girl would continue to do. If he couldn't even scare a little girl, he wouldn't be "iron-hearted Roberts".

"Sister, what's wrong..."

Several girls not far away didn't see this scene. They just saw the elder sister rushing over in angrily, and then stopped inexplicably.

"You wait, wait for my eldest sister to come, see how she cleans up you..."

It seems that the girl with the smoky makeup can't get off the stage in front of a few younger sisters. The girl with smoky makeup is angry and angry, but the cold eyes successfully scared her, so she didn't dare to do anything else, so she had to yell at her. Take a few little sisters away dingy.

Roberts sneered at such remarks, and he even doubted whether the little girl really had the guts to come back.

Then within a few minutes, I heard the sound of a motorcycle suddenly rang in my ears, and then a crisp female voice.

"Who dares to bully me."

And listening to that voice, Roberts faintly felt...Why are you familiar?

When I opened my eyes, I saw more than a dozen girls riding a motorcycle in the park. Then when they got out of the car, some people took out the baseball bat from the back seat.

The headed girl looks seventeen or eighteen, with thick smoky makeup on her face, long red hair, a black and white off-the-shoulder shirt, and tattoos on her neck are faintly visible, she is supporting herself. My Harley motorcycle ~www.readwn.com~ hugged and looked around, looking for the "tramp" in the mouth of the little girl.

Next to her, the boyish girl was saying something in her ear and pointed her finger in Roberts's direction.

And when Roberts looked at her, she finally saw Roberts, and then her face was inexplicably surprised, as if she had seen a prehistoric dinosaur.

"Joan, he bullied..."

The **** the side was still trying to add fuel and jealousy, when suddenly she heard a screaming voice.

"dad……"

Seeing the inexplicable rules and regulations in front of her, and subconsciously hiding her baseball bat behind her, she turned her head to look at the whispering eldest sister's head.

But only to see the "tramp" looking at the big sister in front of him, his face gradually became harder and harder to look, and even faint anger appeared.

Roberts looked at the daughter in front of him-Joan, he suddenly felt that his headache was about to be committed again...