Chapter 799 He is easy to please (29)

Since he is known as a "mad dog" who only knows how to carry out tasks, how could he be so easily calculated?

He was stabbed to death by Mr. William, but it was also part of the plan he made on the spot after discovering that William's heart was missing. In just a flash, he actually set up a hundred-year game.

Mr. William is so obsessed with immortality that he must find ways to constantly cultivate new "containers".

On that rainy night, William's body was pierced by a sharp sword. A lot of blood flowed from the terrible wound. William also stabbed the other party. Unknowingly, the other party's blood splashed onto his wound and merged into his body.

William would never have thought that his body had been "contaminated". It was just a drop of blood, and the erosion speed was certainly not fast. William continued to use his own flesh and blood to cultivate new "containers" again and again. As time went by, the erosion effect of that drop of blood spread little by little, until one day, he woke up from a body.

Facts have proved that although this plan took a long time, it was successful. William himself took out his heart and sent it to the sword.

The mad dog is worthy of being a mad dog. For the so-called mission, he can actually let himself be trapped in the game for a hundred years.

William still didn't want to believe it. He didn't believe that someone would be so cruel to him, and he didn't want to believe that he lost like that. "Leo... No, how could you!"

This blond boy was always arrogant and rude. He was stupid and simple, and people could almost see through him at a glance. William never took Leo seriously. He thought that killing him was as easy as crushing an ant. But it was a person who he didn't take seriously that made him fall to this point.

Leo first met the Skeleton Missionary when he was six years old.

One embarrassing thing to say is that he was really scared and cried at that time. William kept telling him that the Skeleton Missionary didn't exist. How could the Skeleton Missionary, whom he had seen with his own eyes, not exist?

It was Bai Yao who taught him one thing: if he said something too bizarre, others would only think he was crazy.

So he learned to be smart.

Lei Ou began to spend a lot of time in the library, looking for those collected ancient books. He would read carefully any book that mentioned strange things.

When he was thirteen years old, he was rescued from the West Tower by Bai Yao, and was led back to his room by Bai Yao's hand.

After Bai Yao left, Lei Ou turned around and saw a black figure standing by the window.

He was no longer the timid and cowardly child who would cry out of fear, but a teenager who was determined to find out the answer to the question, so he slowly approached the black figure.

Lei Ou saw many memories that did not belong to him, the thunderstorm night a hundred years ago, and the blood splashing, and then there was a voice echoing in his soul.

"Kill him."

Lei Ou's body was a "container" created by William, but his flesh and blood were engraved with sacred marks. Even if his soul was resonating with the mad dog, he did not admit that he was a "container" or the missionary.

He is who he is, he has his own personality and his own soul. Bai Yao said that he is a unique existence in the world, he does not need to be like anyone, just be himself.

But there is one thing he should do, that is to kill William.

In fact, Lei Ou didn't know whether he was a monster or a human. He could easily make a decision to cooperate with the undead to kill William, which showed that he was indifferent to the emotional ties between humans. No matter what, he had called William his father for so many years, but he was very decisive when talking about conspiring to kill him.

He must kill William.

Only when William died could he and Yaoyao live the ordinary and happy life he expected. Lei Ou had thought about his future with Bai Yao since he was very young, and he would not allow anyone to destroy it.

William had not given up hope. He tried to play the emotional card to soften Lei Ou's heart. "Lei Ou, I am your father. Think about your superior life these years... Oh, and you know Yao Yao because of me. Believe me, I just wanted to do it to you because I was confused. In fact, I couldn't bear it. You are my son who grew up. How could I bear it?"

Lei Ou laughed out loud, an arrogant and vicious laugh. He moved his long legs and stepped on the man's hand. William wanted to scream in pain, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

The sharp sword next to him was next to the black heart, so he didn't dare to move.

Leo grabbed William's dull golden hair and pulled it so hard that his scalp hurt. William's whole body tilted to the side. He looked like a beggar dog wagging its tail and could be kicked by anyone.

"How pitiful, father." A cheerful smile appeared on the boy's bloodstained face, and his young and pleasant voice also became happy. His red eyes were slightly curved, just like Satan painted in ancient books. "Lie on the ground, shed a few tears, shake your butt, and bark a few times, maybe I will change my mind."

William raised his eyes, pretending to be pitiful, but his anger was about to be hidden.

The person he regarded as a toy was now teasing him like a toy. It was like taking off his clothes and parading him on a leash. Of

course, Lei Ou didn't just insult his body, he also wanted to crush his spirit.

Suddenly, the wooden door was knocked open by an external force, and the wind and rain rushed in.

"Lei Ou, I'm here to save you!"

The girl's long black hair was wet and scattered behind her head, and her thin white dress was soaked by the dirty water on the road. She was so delicate on weekdays, but now she was so wild.

The door was kicked open by her. The weapon in her hand was a long sword she took from their bedroom temporarily. This was Lei Ou's collection. When Lei Ou was five years old, he asked for a short sword for a child as a birthday gift. When he was thirteen years old, he started to grow taller like a madman, so he spent money to buy a long sword.

This sword is hung on the wall of the bedroom as a decoration.

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Lei Ou's love for swords did conflict with that mad dog.

Now, the sword was held in Bai Yao's hand. The wind and rain were too strong, and the skirt that was wet by water was still flying wantonly. She appeared at the dividing line between light and darkness, like a knight who broke into the house to save the beauty.

She once said that she would not let others take him away.

So she must have been looking for him.

Lei Ou's heart was beating violently, and the gushing emotions were devouring him crazily. His lust for her was also unprecedentedly high. His breathing was rapid, his face was flushed, and his whole body was bloated and painful.