Chapter 86: Strategy Kaz felt his wounds rapidly...
Kaz felt his wounds healing quickly, but he could never forget the pain of being bitten.
His blood-red pupils trembled violently due to shock, shaking like the blood in his throat.
Mary's actions did not stop because of his panic. Her hands broke free from Kaz's restraints and slowly climbed up from his chin to his cheeks until they covered his entire face.
He subconsciously wanted to jump away, but he suppressed the strange throbbing and instead of retreating, he stepped forward: "What... are you going to do?"
He felt his heart strangely contracting and relaxing, and he unconsciously sniffed the female scent. His fangs began to itch, and he was eager to bite the other person's red knuckles.
"This is punishment." Mary's hand covered his eyes like a silk-spinning spider. All he heard was her cold voice. "Because you didn't answer my question directly and attacked me."
Her right hand slipped from his cheek and came to rest on the bed sheet, stroking the blood-stained white cloth beside her. "So much wasted... Don't even think about drinking my blood today."
Despite speaking tough words, her eyes looked tired and vulnerable. "You... you hit me without any restraint. Don't you know it hurts? If you can't control your speed, don't even think about getting close to me again."
A sense of weirdness and incongruity surged into his heart again. Kaz couldn't tell what was wrong with Mary in front of him, but he felt that this was not Mary's usual style.
Uncomfortable, exposed weaknesses, afraid?
She reminded Kaz of a young animal that was abandoned by its mother and left in a state of panic.
What is she worried about?
Did something happen to her?
Kaz looked at the pale woman in front of him and chose to give in. "Okay, I get it. I was wrong this time. I apologize."
The horns on his head gently touched Mary's earlobe, causing a slight sting: "Forgive me, Mary."
She looked at him, her dim eyes finally brightening a little under the light. "Hmm," she said, burying her head in his arms, her voice becoming quieter than before. "Okay, I forgive you."
Her skin was cold, but the air she exhaled was hot. The two different breaths mingled in his chest, causing his body to tense up involuntarily.
The other party didn't notice his dilemma, and his two arms began to crawl towards his back, and finally buckled together like a chain, making them closer.
Kaz's hand slowly retracted from mid-air and placed on Mary's head, as solemnly and cautiously as if he were stroking a baby bird.
The female in his arms didn't look up, but just rubbed his palm along with his strength, seeming to be very satisfied with his action.
With the other party's tacit consent, his other hand also circled around the other party's waist. They fit together like a broken stone that was put back into a whole.
Strange warmth, strange softness, strange...emotions.
Sinking into the soft sheets, Kaz noticed the dark circles under her eyes; she looked very weak.
So pitiful
This idea was too strange and had never appeared in Kaz's mind. He felt that Mary was abnormal, and as a result, he also became strange.
No, this shouldn't be the case. I shouldn't be led by this woman.
What are you nervous about? It's just a hug.
Hug. Have you ever hugged anything alive? It's not a good thing to be the first.
His mind was calmly asking and answering its own questions, arguing about the meaningless wins and losses.
Just when one of them was about to gain the upper hand, Mary opened her eyes, and a subtle expectation appeared in her voice: "Kaz, let's go for a walk, okay?"
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Jello stood in the devastated room, as if he was in the ruins after a war.
He touched the bloodstains on the bed sheet tremblingly, and the anxiety and tension in his heart reached an all-time high.
Something must have happened to Mary!
He subconsciously wanted to rush out, but reason pulled him back.
If we continue searching so recklessly, there will definitely be no results.
Although Naples is a small country, looking for someone without any clues is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
He calmed himself down and began to deduce what had happened from the scratches and broken furniture.
Start thinking from the oil paper in the trash can
It is very likely that after Mary left him, she bought some bread on the way and ate it for dinner when she returned to the hotel.
His thoughts began to wander, and he regretted not stopping Mary. At least he should have let her have a meal at his house. He shouldn't have let her leave alone like this, to feed herself with such food. She had lost so much blood, and yet she was eating such a sterile meal.
Thinking of Mary's lonely back and the noisy scene of his family eating, Jello felt a pain in his heart.
Damn
He punched himself in the face and cursed.
Don’t think too much now, the most important thing is where is Mary!
He calmed down again and speculated on how things would develop based on the bloodstains.
At that time, Mary was probably sitting on a chair eating dinner. At this time, Kaz attacked Mary directly from the window and killed her.
Mary reacted quickly, jumping up from her chair and dodging Kaz's fatal blow. However, compared to the immortal Kaz, Mary was at a disadvantage, and was chased by Kaz and fell onto the bed.
Touching the traces of blood spurting out on the bed, Jello felt his nose filled with the smell of blood, making it difficult for him to breathe.
It seems that Kaz almost broke Mary's arm.
Why did he do this and where did he take Mary?
Jello stood there without moving, for fear of destroying the clues at the scene.
He remembered what his father had said, that Mary had come for Kaz. Indeed... that was true. He had noticed something was wrong when Mary called them out of the basement.
But... he didn't understand where the hatred between the two came from, which would make Kaz hurt Mary to such an extent. No wonder Mary was so nervous, no wonder Mary wanted him to follow her.
Many times, only when a tragedy is right in front of us do we realize how depressing and heavy it is.
After Jero confirmed that Mary did not leave any clues for help, he could not stay any longer and ran out, but he stopped when he reached the door.
With his own abilities, it was impossible for him to find Mary, whose life or death was unknown, in a short time. He needed help.
This helper cannot implicate innocent people, and the other party must also have some skills.
The iron ball placed in his waist was taken out again. Jello looked at the doors connected to each other in the corridor, revealing a determination that could be called crazy.
He never took the initiative to attack and cause himself unnecessary trouble. In order to protect the reputation of the Zeppeli family, Jello sometimes chose to be tolerant and avoid bringing things to his father.
But now, he can't care about so much!
"Oh la la la!"
The two iron balls seemed to have eyes. They ignored the influence of gravity, moved left and right, and began to jump and hit the door handles of each door, destroying them accurately without damaging the door itself.
Such noise naturally woke people up. They rushed out of the door and looked for the culprit. This was exactly the effect Jello wanted.
Someone saw Jello standing in the middle of the corridor without dodging or evading, and quickly determined that he was the bastard who disturbed people's dreams.
"Fuck you, why are you here acting crazy instead of sleeping at night?!" A man who was not even fully dressed yelled at Jello, walking towards him with his fists raised.
The others also stuck their heads out and hid behind the half-open door to watch the scene.
"What are you doing?" Jello's voice was not loud, but surprisingly loud. "I'm here to catch a bitch!"
"What?" This unexpected yet reasonable remark made the burly man hesitate and lower his fist. "You...caught a woman?"
"Ah, that's right." Jello was glad that his family was well-off and he had extra money to waste.
He reached for his wallet and grabbed a wad of lira in eye-wateringly large denominations. "I made my girlfriend mad, and she ran off here with another man. I disturbed everyone in my haste, so I want to apologize first."
Everyone stared at the man's raised hand. The next moment, money was flying all over the corridor like snowflakes. "Sorry."
Anyone who doesn't grab the money is a fool.
The people who were watching indifferently at first were all stunned. They rushed out of the room and began to collect the charming banknotes on the ground.
Seeing the commotion caused by the crowd, Jello took the opportunity to rush to the only closed door.
Since the other party was not Mary's biological brother and seemed to be very respectful to Mary, he must be Mary's subordinate. If he was a subordinate, he would definitely not be too far away from Mary, otherwise how could he obey the other party's orders and accept the assigned tasks?
Besides... the other party must know something about Kaz...
Thinking about how Mary always mentioned rain for no apparent reason, Jello boldly guessed that this girl might also have magical abilities that were related to rain.
The other party's body is weaker than Mary's, and he does not have the other party's magical recovery ability. There is a 70% chance that he will stay in the hotel.
Jello knew that these ideas had a certain degree of luck, but he knew he had to take the risk.
He knew Blackmoya wasn't good at Italian, so he deliberately increased his speaking speed, speaking rapidly and hurriedly. The other party, staying in the room, probably couldn't understand what he was saying. Given his aloof personality, it was perfectly normal for him to stay in the room and not come out to watch the fun.
Without any hesitation, Jello smashed the tightly closed door open, and at that moment, gunshots rang out.
This shot was the epitome of fast, fierce and accurate, and it went straight to his heart without leaving any room for maneuver. If Jello had not been prepared and hardened his skin in advance, he would have been pierced through the heart and died on the spot.
Although I won’t die, it still hurts a lot.
Jello forced himself to swallow back the blood rising in his throat, with a forced smile on his face: "Hey, brother Blackmoya, how do we meet again?"
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