Transmigrated into the Cannon Fodder’s Daughter

Harry walked out of the banquet and rubbed his temple. He has attended several receptions these past few days, and he has been entertained one after another. When no one was there, he removed his mask and stared blankly at the air, letting his mind relax.

Things have been much smoother than expected these days.The programs of their consortium hyped them about paying huge sums of money to Xu Manqin. A further turnaround. His cell phone rang and he connected the phone, which was called by his brother Allen.

Allen's voice on the other end sounded a little bit irritable, "Harry, that Chinese woman ran away!"

Harry reacted, frowning. "Not all of them have brought people over, but she can still let her run away?" He almost gasped. Allen didn't know where to buy another bottle of plaster a few days ago. He asked the company's scientific researchers to do the testing. After the scientific researchers finished the experiment, the ointment was very beautiful, and the tone was very enthusiastic to announce that this ointment will set off a revolution in skin care.

Alan also told him yesterday that things were going well and that he had let the other party get on the plane. He could arrive in country M at noon today, but now he told others to run?

When they arrived at their site, they were able to let a woman who had never gone abroad and who had no language skills run away. Allen's service level was too poor. Harry was almost angry and smashed his phone.

"I've had people check the nearby surveillance, and if she couldn't find her, she disappeared out of thin air. You said, is someone helping her?"

The words fell in Harry's ears, which was a sophistry. He got angry and scolded him directly at the phone and ordered him to find out the people within three days before hanging up the phone. Anger remained on his face, and his chest kept rising and falling.

At this time, his exclusive luxury car of the world slowly opened, and the door opened, and Harry sat in with a tone of irrepressible anger, "Why is it so slow today?"

Under normal circumstances, when he just left the banquet, the car would come over.

The driver's voice was clear, "Sorry, sir. When I first came over, I almost hit a little girl, which took a little time."

Harry asked habitually, "Did the other party have something wrong?"

"No. The little girl ran to the middle of the road to pick up the football."

Speaking of the little girl, Harry remembered something and called his subordinates to send a few new items to the island. A few new guests will go there recently to relax.

This driver has been with him for more than ten years, and the life of the whole family is in the hands of the Dimari family, so he is not worried that the other party will dare to sell them, so he calls in front of him.

As the car moved forward slowly, Harry closed his eyes halfway. But when he was on, he felt something was wrong, and the surroundings seemed too quiet, as if the sound was stripped from his world. He opened his eyes again and looked out of the window-only to see that the outside was surrounded by mist, and he could not see the surroundings.

"Where is this?" When did such a thick fog suddenly appear? The driver didn't even say a word ...

He said in a deep voice that he touched his briefcase and pulled a small □ from it.

The driver said without looking up: "Near Kent Farm."

Kent Farm? What is this place? He clearly wants to go home!

"Why are you driving here?"

The driver's voice exudes strange joy, "Because I want to take you."

At the same time, the car that wasn't driving fast suddenly soared, and found that the wrong Harry directly climbed to the position of the passenger seat. Unexpectedly, the driver did not mean to stop him.

After sitting in the front passenger seat, he pointed □□ mercilessly at the driver's head, pressed it down, and prepared himself to be a driver.

With a bang, the bullet shot very accurately into his temple. The recoil made Harry's hands sore, but he wasn't in the mood to control it. Next, a stunned scene happened. The driver's head fell directly from his neck, and the piece at the junction of his head and neck was so flat, as if he had cut off his head with a knife.

Harry was cold all over. The cross he wore was amazingly hot. Suddenly, the glare in the corners of his eyes saw the mist disappear, and the front limit rail was slowly descending.

Harry quickly wanted to press the brake and rushed over at such a fast speed that this car would hit the railing even with others!

However, no matter how he controls it, the car is completely out of his control, and the speed is getting faster and faster. He wanted to bend down and avoid the railing, only to find that his body could not move either.

"Hee hee hee." The girl's laughter got into his ear, "Ball! I need a lot of balls!"

"Do not--"

His screams stopped abruptly.

*****

Allen sat in the living room haggardly. In just one day, the Dimari family seemed to be cursed, and there were accidents.

First of all, his brother Harry had a car accident, and even the car was cut by the restriction bar. After the police arrived at the scene, although he found the body and the wreckage of the car, he couldn't find his head.

Then, the rock climbing uncle's rope suddenly broke and fell to death. They spent great effort to find his torn body, but his head was missing.

...

Within a day, six family members died, and each death method was strange, and the head disappeared mysteriously. All the dead are important members of the family. No, this is definitely a curse!

Now members of the Dimari family are in a state of panic, and no one knows who the next bizarre death will be.

He looked around in a daze and put all the body protections he had on his body, but he still had no sense of security. He didn't know if he would follow Harry's path. He didn't want to die, let alone die so miserably.

The room was too big and it seemed too empty. This feeling of emptyness deepened the fear in his heart and made him feel that ghosts were hidden in every corner. Allen quickly turned on the TV and turned the volume to maximum, but he still felt cold.

The Dimari family is not a negligible family in the M country, and has been involved in politics and business. There was such a big event this time, and the news also reported it. Many police officers are investigating the truth. I don't know who stabbed the matter out, and the internet is also in full swing. Allen watched several TV stations and was talking about it, quickly changing channels.

"... There is a news broadcast here. At 10 a.m. on February 12, a private jet flying to Hammo Island crashed and all 12 people on board were killed. Among them, it is known that Congressman Melk ...

Allen stared at the news in a daze, the names looked so familiar.

He followed Harry a few days ago and heard him mention that these members of Parliament were exactly those Harry had ordered to receive well. Nahamo Island is a paradise for those great people to vent.

The room was clearly warm, but he felt his hands and feet were cold, and his pupils were enlarged because of fear.

I don't know if it was an illusion. He felt many eyes full of malicious eyes watching him.

He suddenly remembered that those family members who had been involved in the past few days were all related to the island. His uncle is the master of the island, his brother is in charge of the affairs of the island, and some of them are responsible for transporting goods and some are responsible for receiving guests. And he was not trusted because he was not careful in his work, and he was always excluded from this matter. He never expected to save his life.

It must be revenge! Ghost Revenge!

He remembered that his great-grandfather had no head when he was found, so he was more sure of himself.

damn it! Aren't those wraiths trapped in the house? How come out?

Alan turned around like a headless fly, and now the ghost only avenges those related to Hammo Island, who knows whether he will be with him in the future. He cannot sit here and continue to wait, he must do something.

Allen first went to the church, donated a large sum of money, and obtained several pieces of silverware blessed by holy water. He put all this on his body and called his subordinates again, "Is the goods ready?"

That's right, the second backer he looked for was Grand Duke Smith.

In his eyes, Grand Duke Smith as a blood family, there must be many humans who died in his hands, but he has never had any accidents in these years, from which it can be speculated that those grudges are certainly not as good as him. So as long as he can seek his refuge, he does not need to fear those ghosts' revenge.

and……

Now that the important members of the Dimari family are dying one by one, if they continue, maybe his competitors will all die. By then, he will not have to do anything, and he can become the patriarch and hold the weight. Thinking of this, his original fears and sorrows gradually disappeared, replaced by stronger and stronger ambitions. Relying on the elder brother's protection, of course, is not as good as his master.

Once he was busy, his original fear had gone a lot.

By the 16th of February, Allen pushed away all appointments, and the gifts he had carefully collected were ready. And he had spoken to Grand Duke Smith a few days ago.

He sat in the car, followed by three cars, all of them young, pure and beautiful girls. They had been given drugs beforehand, and they all slept soundly.

Among them are some Asian women. He collected as much as possible similar to Li Xiao's beautiful type.

When the night arrived before Smith's manor, the dark night was the best cover. After getting out of the car, the cages were covered with black cloth, making it impossible for people to guess the contents from the outside.

Andrew, the young blood tribe who came to greet Allen, moved his nose lightly—even without seeing through his eyes, he could guess the so-called gift.

Well, there are 27 different flavors, young and sweet.

He glanced at Allen, still smiling like a vernal equinox on his face.

Although Allen came back, he was humiliated by Li Xiao at that time. Even if this manor is beautiful and exquisite, it still leaves some psychological shadows. He sorted out his tie and calmed down by this action. When he saw Grand Duke Smith, he knelt on one knee, with a pious and humble attitude, "His Royal Highness, I am willing to be your servant."

"Please let me present this gift for you."

Smith looked at the big cages, frowning slightly, and he knew what the so-called gift was. In other words, he will definitely pick up some human sacrifices. But now, he is learning a way of cultivation in China with Changbat-it is said that after cultivation, he does not need to use blood-sucking methods to strengthen his strength.

At this time, this gift is coming, is it to destroy his spiritual practice?

Seeing no further details, Alan uncovered the cloth himself, and the young girl in the cage was exposed in front of him.

"You don't have to worry, I have dealt with the matter. Their disappearance will not affect you. They are clean and sweet, you will like it."

Smith froze his face. He wanted to let Alan get out with his so-called present. He suddenly remembered something and sighed, "Go out."

Although Allen didn't know why he pulled his face down, under the demeanor of Grand Duke Smith, he felt that he was out of breath, daring not to disobey his orders and had to go first. When he left, he was a little bit confused-could this gift really please Grand Duke Smith? Do you want to find more, Grand Duke Johnson will also send you a copy.

After he left, Smith called Li Xiao over, and he probably mentioned that Ti Ailun sent many girls over.

In just a few minutes, he felt that the surrounding air seemed to fluctuate. The next second, Li Xiao's figure appeared out of thin air. She seemed to have crossed the distance of space and came directly here.

Grand Duke Smith: "!!!"

Li Xiao ignored the shocked Grand Duke Smith. She looked down at the girls in the cage with a sullen face, her voice was cold, "Call the police!"

Grand Duke Smith's eyelids twitched, "What?"

Li Xiao said in a natural tone; "I think this big probability is a large-scale international trafficking incident, and of course I have to call the police!"

The author has something to say: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival ~