Nightmare’s Call

"Miss Perola? What a coincidence."

Suddenly a handsome young man in brown casual clothes appeared in front of him.

This is a handsome man with a slightly hawk nose. His eyes are like amethyst amethyst, which is very beautiful.

Casio, also a perturbed pursuer of Perola, is a young talent who is quite satisfied with his father.

His elder brother is the Dicas who passed the corridor before.

"Being able to meet you at this time and place, today seems to be my lucky day." Cacharo smiled politely and with reservations.

"I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood right now, so ... I'm lost." Perola never wanted to talk to him.

Looking for an excuse, I decided to leave.

Watching Perola leave, Cascharo's eyes were deep and he stood still.

"She's still there. Before the sacrifice, I can arrange it for you. Want to either?" A tall, burly man appeared in front of a secret door on the right.

"Don't, I understand the kindness of my uncle, but there are things that I like to be a little more challenging." Casciaro responded softly.

"Anyway, everything of the Jihua Group is pinned on your brothers. So no matter what the request is, I will satisfy you as long as you ask."

The man's face was slowly revealed. He was the father of Perola and the current chairman of Jihua Group. It is also the uncrowned king of the entire Governor.

This is a cruel and unrestrained hero for whatever purpose.

Even Cassaro felt a little cold when facing straight.

Before, he just mentioned a joke and admired the beauty of Perola's mother.

So the next night, the man actually sent his wife to his room.

"Perola is yours, and you can enjoy it at any time. Even the entire Jihua Group, all your resources, your brothers can use them at will.

As long as we can survive this crisis. "The man calmly said.

"Thank you Uncle for your support." Casciaro bowed slightly, thanking him.

"Remember, there are eleven days before the sacrifice."

While talking, the man slowly retreated into the darkness and disappeared into the deep ancient castle.

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Perola was upset.

She felt as if she was falling into a huge vortex, unable to struggle, and unable to escape.

His chest seemed to be pinched by something, and he was out of breath.

No one can help her, no one can rely on.

"What a terrible situation ..."

She sat on the sofa in the living room, picked up her own drinking glass, and gently twisted and drank the mixed fruit and vegetable juice in her mouth.

This is a habit she has every day.

The maid prepares mixed fruit and vegetable juice for her in advance every day, this afternoon.

Every day, Perola has long been used to this practice.

I just don't know why, she always feels that the fruit and vegetable juice today has a strange taste.

"Is the fruit not fresh?"

As soon as she had the idea, she felt her eyelids getting heavier and drowsy.

Before she had time to think about what had happened, she lost her consciousness, leaned her head on the sofa, and fell asleep.

Just half a minute after she was lethargic.

The two maids came out briskly, hugged her gently, and put them on a flat cart.

"Adult Casciaro likes **** clothes with a swimwear style, change her and send them to the adult's room."

The maid head on the side came out calmly, and commanded.

"Yes."

The two pushed Perola and planned to leave the living room.

"Stop."

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Cascharo walked in indifferently, seeing Perola who had passed out.

There was a flash of anger under his eyes.

"Although I am grateful for my uncle's kindness, I don't like this method." Even Perola's mother, who had been delivered to his room before, had not touched him.

He likes women, but he doesn't like women obtained this way.

If he was just craving for his body, he wouldn't need to dry up here, and go straight to the outside to save money. There are a lot of girls worshiping gold.

"Send Miss Perola back to her own bedroom, and help her wake up, by the way," Casciaro said coldly.

The maid captain became silent and bowed down.

"I see. It's so gentle, Lord Cascharo."

Cassiano didn't speak, but stared calmly at Perola's face. Until the maids sent it to Perola's own bedroom. He turned and left.

Despite being rejected many times, he seems to slowly fall in love with Perola's independent and lovely personality.

unfortunately.....

If he changed his point, changed his identity, maybe he would sincerely have a love relationship with Perola.

But now ... too late.

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The loess everywhere was blown by the wind.

Outside the city, there is a large expanse of desolate wilderness.

This is the world.

From the endless loess wilderness, mankind has built a large number of modern cities.

The sky in the wild is always dim yellow.

On the wide plains where no margins can be seen, there are over-weathered stalagmites and pinnacles.

Looking down from a high altitude, on the cracked dark yellow ground, small figures can be seen from time to time, like ants black spots, looking for something on the ground.

They were collectors who depended on scavenging and collecting surface ore in the wild for a living.

Hum ...

Suddenly, there was a dull burst of humming in the sky.

The collectors on the ground looked up, looking in the direction of the sound.

I saw the sky in the distance, a huge dark brown spaceship approaching here slowly and steadily.

To be precise, this huge spacecraft is approaching the city.

Obviously, its goal is there.

The spaceship is like a giant whale, with a piece of hard metal plate open in the belly, and a large number of small aircraft, constantly entering and exiting from these metal plates.

In the middle of the spacecraft, on an open-air platform that is more than ten meters wide, two figures with huge white wings behind them are looking far away from the huge and bustling urban area of ​​the city.

The pieces of silver-white high-rise buildings represent the excellent construction level of human beings today. It also represents the mark of human civilization.

"This is the old nest of Jihua Group?" One of the winged men asked calmly.

"That's it. Let the Mayor of the Executive come to see us." Another said impatiently.

"Don't have to be so troublesome, go directly to the location of Jihua Group to solve the root cause." The first person whispered. "Be careful, this is not easy. In addition to the Jihua Group, there is a very powerful dark force entangled here."

"As a violet angel, behind the scenes of a city, just run over."

The two stopped talking nonsense, but both looked at the direction of Du Shi with a relaxed look.

Even if it is the black hand of Jihua Group, chairman Fan En Leili, the highest strength is only to warn the angel level.

Compared to their Saint Laurent angels, they are two levels behind.

If it had not been investigated, there might be a larger shadow hidden behind the Jihua Group. They would not be dispatched in person.