"I've noticed that Jeff is suspicious!"
"And you still insist on keeping him and listening to his nonsense!"
"If you ask me, I should have just killed him right then!"
"Now, the two people who were left behind to guard the place have also been killed."
With every word the people below said, Abner's face became darker. Although they didn't mention anyone by name, wasn't they talking about him?
He made all the decisions, and now that something has gone wrong, of course all the responsibility is put on him.
Someone with sharp eyes noticed Abner's expression and quickly stopped his companion who was still complaining:
"Stop talking!" Didn't you see that the Son of God's face was getting darker and darker?
After hearing this, several people realized that something was wrong and quickly shut up.
But the resentment in my heart became even deeper.
What happened to the Son of God? Why can't you tell me?
It’s just that you have a higher talent. Do you really think you are that great?
If they had such good talents, they would definitely not be worse than him.
No matter what time, what is always lacking is hindsight.
If all the consequences could be foreseen in advance, who would make the wrong decision?
"Your Excellency, Master Shengzi, Master Qin has found a secret room, and the doctor's body is inside."
Wenzel came out of the corridor and reported to Abner.
“Dead?!”
“Where is it??”
Before Abner could say anything, the others rushed over.
The doctor and the corpse undoubtedly extinguished the last bit of hope in their hearts.
In the windowless basement, a male corpse was casually thrown on the ground. He was killed by a single blow. His eyes were wide open and his slightly open mouth could no longer make any sound.
His body was no longer warm and he had obviously been dead for some time.
"How come?"
"That bastard must have planned this!"
"He must not have gotten far yet, let's go catch him!"
The anger of being fooled ignited everyone at once, and the previous dejection was burned away at this moment. They were full of fighting spirit and vowed to find the culprit.
Not only the village, but also the surrounding areas were not spared.
"Once I catch him, I will make him suffer a fate worse than death!"
"That's right! He killed so many people, so of course we can't let him die so easily."
"I have to torture him thoroughly to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
But after searching for a long time, they still couldn't find anyone. In addition to the injured people, they had no choice but to send people out of the village to find help, mainly to ask for a doctor and contact the local managers.
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Those people arrived in the afternoon.
Except for the few people who were killed directly by Jeff, the others who were controlled by the bugs survived.
I don’t know if it was because Jeff activated the formation, but the corpses thrown into the pit melted into blood, leaving only a pile of dry bones lying at the bottom of the pit.
The three monks who died and did not have time to collect their bodies did not even leave behind their complete bodies.
The problems in the village were resolved, but the consequences were tragic.
Not only was the culprit not caught, but so many people were killed and injured.
Because of this, Abner, who was always gentle to others, was in a bad mood for many days.
They are not responsible for subsequent matters in the village, as local officials will take over.
That night, they returned to the local big city, and even their accommodation was arranged by local officials.
Before entering the house, a fiery red figure ran out.
"Sir Abner!"
Qili came towards me with her skirt lifted up and a smile on her face.
Seeing that everyone's expressions were not right, Qili immediately put away her smile.
"Are you in any trouble?"
This is not her father's territory, so she doesn't know the specific situation.
Although Abner was in a bad mood, he still responded to Qili.
Qili was very thoughtful in her preparations and even ordered food for them.
At the dinner table, Qili greeted Moqin very friendly, as if the unpleasantness that happened during their last meeting had been put behind them.
"Qin, nice to meet you."
She held the goblet and sipped the red wine elegantly, "I didn't expect you to be with Lord Abner again."
Mo Qin smiled back: "I have a mission."
"Ms. Qili, have you come to see His Excellency the Holy Son?"
The word "intentionally" was emphasized, and Qili could certainly understand the meaning.
Qili kept smiling, but her brows were slightly furrowed.
"Father has something important to do and he's worried about sending someone else, so he had to ask me to go."
She turned her head towards Abner and spoke softly:
"Mr. Abner, do you have time to chat tonight?"
When Abner heard that it was Qili's father who asked her to come, he immediately perked up. He smiled gently and said, "Of course."
Qili's smile widened. "I'll go to your room later to see you."
"Then I will wait for the beauty."
Hearing this, Qili covered her mouth and giggled, even giving Mo Qin a smug look.
Not only Qili, but even Abner's eyes fell on Moqin, wanting to see her reaction.
When Elaine learned that Mo Qin had taken the initiative to join them, she couldn't help but say a few more words in front of him.
Coupled with the bickering between the two just now, those words echoed in his ears again.
She wondered if she had the same thoughts about herself.
He would never refuse the advances of any valuable woman, and would even use his advantages to deliberately seduce her.
Because these will become his help one day.
Wenzel saw the interaction between the three people. Seeing that Mo Qin had no reaction to Qili's provocation, he couldn't help feeling a little happy in his heart.
After dinner, no one was in the mood to go out and relax, so they all went back to their rooms to rest.
Physical fatigue is secondary; what is important is the mental distress.
Wenzel's room is right next to Moqin's, which is the usual practice.
After sending the person to the room, he was about to turn around and leave when he heard:
"Come to my room later."
Wenzel looked up suddenly and saw the girl standing in the room, holding the door with one hand and a subtle smile on her face.
"Any questions?"
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mo Qin asked again, in a light tone, as if she was joking or something.
"no problem."
Wenzel answered quickly.
How could there be a problem? He couldn't ask for more.
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After running around the village for so long, Mo Qin felt some muscle soreness.
She took a comfortable shower and within a few minutes someone knocked on the door.
"Sir, it's me."
I have to say that Wenzel has a very accurate grasp of her habits.
Even the length of her bath time could be guessed almost accurately.
Wenzel had changed his clothes, and seeing that the girl's hair was still wet, he took the initiative to help wipe her hair.
The soft towel absorbed the excess moisture from the hair bit by bit, and after wiping the hair until it was half dry, he used a magic trick to dry the hair.
Mo Qin was wearing light pink silk pajamas, sitting on the edge of the bed, enjoying Wenzel's service.
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