Texas please kill me

Vic smiled, gave Wen a slight nod, and then walked away.

"Goodbye, Vic Saluzzo."

"Goodbye, Monsieur Vinsonezios."

Vic didn't ask why he was suddenly in Palermo at a time when Vorsini's text should have been there.

It's like Wen didn't ask Vic if he needed his help.

Wen's identity must not be as simple as that of an ordinary Syracuse citizen as he appears on the surface.

On this point, both Vic and Wen are tacit.

Vic knew it, but he wasn't going to poke it.

Wen knew that Vic knew, but he also knew that Vic would not expose his identity.

What Wen longed for was a grand and magnificent theatrical performance, a display of extreme art, and a performance that could satisfy his desire for appreciation.

And tonight's performance happened to be able to satisfy all his desires.

And what Vic longs for is that the performance he has carefully prepared tonight will not be disturbed by those inhuman things like Zara and "grandmother", that is, powerful beings that he did not expect.

Wen looked at the back of Volper leaving, and murmured in a low voice:

"A person whom the Lord of Wolf admires..."

"...Vic Saluzzo, you do deserve this appreciation."

-

pm4: 09.

The inner city of Palermo, the residence of the Rossetti family.

Luper, with dark blue hair, stood in front of the fitting room, looking at himself in the mirror, wearing a blue and black formal dress.

A rare light makeup was put on her face, which made her already good looking even more beautiful.

It's gorgeous.

Gorgeous as if she was about to attend a banquet.

that's the truth.

It's just that this banquet is not a banquet in the universal sense.

It was an event, for her, the most important and crucial event in her life so far, an event involving only her and him,

"banquet".

She walked to the dressing table that Joanna specially prepared for her, picked up the perfume, sprayed a pump on the inner sides of her left and right wrists, and then gently pressed her wrists to the side of her neck.

Finally, the two long swords were pinned to the left and right sides of the waist, the lady's cigarette was in her mouth, the lighter made a "click" sound, the cigarette was lit, and the smoke drifted away. Cellinina walked out of the room slowly.

Vic Saluzzo na nj in Group VI Forest II er Umbrella IV VIIIVIII Private...

I am coming.

I'm coming to kill you.

Volume 56: The Syracusans: Chapter [-] Offer a Reward

As the title, several readers have been urging me to offer a reward, and now, it's here!

The author is a creature who will succumb to the data, so please friends, those who have tickets, please give a ticket, and those who don't have a ticket, please show up.

As of now writing this paragraph, the data of this book are:

Recommendation ticket 10591, monthly ticket 713, reward 23208, blade 215.

Starting today, November 29th, and ending at [-]:[-]pm on Friday, December [-]nd, there are:

[-] recommendation votes plus [-] words,

One hundred monthly tickets plus two thousand words,

[-] rewards plus [-] words,

A silver treasure chest with [-] words,

A golden treasure chest with 3 words,

There is no reward for the blade, after all, this month, Yuequnliu 02 Liangshan Siba. Ba things signed the contract... Even if you hit the blade, you will not get any rewards.

In short, brothers do what we can.

That's about it, love you guys.

Volume 57: The Syracusans: Chapter 56 Chapter [-] The only thing he cares about is her

pm4: 31.

In the inner city of Palermo, a safe house somewhere in the Rossetti family.

White-haired Volper sits shirtless in a chair with a full-length mirror in front of him.

"Mr. Zaro, are you sure this won't put her at risk of contracting ore disease?"

"This is the third time you have asked, Vic Saluzzo. I will answer you again, I am sure." A deep and majestic voice sounded, and the giant wolf suddenly appeared, squatting aside, staring at the huge scarlet wolf pupil. Vic.

"You may not have enough knowledge, Vic Saluzzo. You need to understand that you are no longer 'ordinary'. Now you, in terms of life form, are closer to me than ordinary people. Ordinary creatures, don't use the common sense in the past to recognize yourself."

"...I see, Mr. Zaro."

Volper nodded slightly to the giant wolf beside him, then looked into the full-length mirror in front of him, his eyes fell on his right shoulder and the source stone fragments on the left side of his waist and abdomen.

The dark source stone fragments were inlaid on Volper's well-proportioned, scarred body. If you look closely, you will even have the illusion that the inside of the source stone seems to be filled with black mist.

Volper raised his left hand and caressed the Origin Stone fragments on his right shoulder.

Black mist spread from his fingertips, and then,

Without hesitation, along the edge of the origin stone fragment, it pierced into his body!

The expression on Vic's face was calm, and he watched the black mist slowly pull out the source stone fragments without any waves.

Scarlet blood flowed.

He can no longer feel pain.

It's like watching with cold eyes, a person who has nothing to do with him.

Jingle——

The bloody Originium fragments were thrown on the iron plate.A lot of blood dripped down his shoulder.

Then the second, and the third.

In the end, several jet-black fragments of different sizes were thrown on the iron plate, filled with black mist, holding alcohol and gauze to bandage Vic's wound.

Without sutures, the bleeding would stop soon, and the origin stones would regenerate from his body, even spreading more violently.

But, it doesn't matter.

Vic didn't care.

He picked up the iron plate, walked into the bathroom, and carefully washed several fragments of different sizes.

Then dry the fragments and put them into a special metal box for storing Originium, leaving only the smallest fragment.

The shape of the source stone fragments is irregular. At first glance, it is just an ordinary pitch-black source stone fragment, but if you look closely, you will have the illusion that it seems to be filled with billowing black mist.

Vic picked up the shard, and,

——Without hesitation, he stabbed it into his right forearm!

It is obvious that the body has lost consciousness, and even the pain sensation has been lost, but at this moment, the feeling of foreign body proliferation is still clearly transmitted to Vic's consciousness.

Even the body began to heat up, and the consciousness began to blur again.

He staggered and fell to the ground, leaned against the bathtub and raised his head, breathing a little more heavily.

Volper's deep red eyes closed, trying his best to maintain a clear mind.

After the hyperplasia attack symptoms of ore disease ended, the bleeding on the shoulder and waist had also stopped.

Zaro was watching Vic's actions outside the bathroom door. At first, he thought he might be a little surprised, but when it really came to this moment, he felt that this was indeed Vic Saluzzo. , will do something out of it.

In order to become stronger, he will do everything possible.

Perhaps, this is also one of the reasons why he was able to gain the common appreciation of wolf lords like Zaro and 'Grandma', and even a 'giant beast' like Vinsonechios.

Vik glanced at the exquisite red and white dress hanging on the hanger at the side, and didn't choose to put it on, but carefully folded it and put it in the shoulder bag.

He's going to have a fight with Alberto in a while, and it won't be good if he ruins his clothes.

This is the costume he will wear on his "date" tonight.

very important.

He changed into another dress prepared for him by the Rossetti family. The clothes were mostly white, with dark gold patterns on the cuffs, neckline, and hem.

Then, carrying the bag on his back, he walked out of the safe house and handed the iron box to Joanna's confidant who was waiting at the side.

"Give this to Madame Joanna, she knows what to do."

This is also part of the "promise" last night.

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pm5: 07.

In the inner city of Palermo, near the central square.

"So, Mr. Zaro, what's the price?" The white-haired Volper in a top hat leaned against the entrance of the alley, looked up at the sky slightly, and murmured softly.

Looks like...it's going to rain.

A miniature, doll-like little wolf was sitting on his shoulder.

Yes, that is Zaro.

"There is no price, Vic Saluzzo. The only thing that can barely be called a price may be that your ore disease will get worse. But obviously, this is not a price for you."

A deep and majestic voice sounded in Vic's ears, and the little wolf on his shoulders squatted, tilting his head slightly, looking at Volper's profile looking up at the sky.

"This kind of thing is not harmful to me, and it's not a deal. I just look forward to a more exciting performance from you."

"Then...thank you, Mr. Zaro."

Vic smiled and stepped out of the alley.

The origin of the conversation was that Vic asked Zaro to help him defeat Alberto when he was at a disadvantage in the fight with Alberto.

Vic Saluzzo is indeed confident, but Alberto Saluzzo is indeed strong enough.

not to mention...

Vic is not a gentle diode hero in a domineering and hot-blooded comic. He never refuses any power that can help him, no matter whether it is good or evil.

As long as the script can be performed as usual, the drama can be ended as usual, Celinina is safe, and his plan is perfectly implemented, then it is acceptable to pay a little price.

after all...

The man named Vic Saluzzo didn't care about his own life.

But he cared about Cellinina.

Alberto Saluzzo, perhaps the most formidable foe Vic has ever faced.

As a family leader who ruled one of the highest families in Syracuse with personal force, Alberto deserved Vic's attention.

After all, before this, Vic had never faced an opponent with such a powerful force.