Yes, my blood is singing, and there seems to be a will in the depths of my blood, singing a song and a music.

It was such a wonderful feeling. By listening to this piece of music, Drake could interpret an ancient memory, memory and inheritance passed down through blood.

However, for him now, this understanding will take a long time.

He saw that his appearance in the mirror was changing little by little. This was a complete transformation, and he could be completely renewed from the inside out.

"I am indeed different from before!"

It was not until this moment that he realized his transformation, which was a comprehensive transformation, just like the perversion of insects, which was the manifestation of individual maturity.

He could feel the surging power of his body after the change, and at the same time, he also recalled the scene of killing Dark and his two followers.

"Damn it, they deserve to die!"

Drake didn't think anything was wrong with pinching Fatty Dark's neck. On the contrary, he felt the pleasure of performing the correct behavior.

"Not only do they deserve to die, Hudson and that woman deserve to die too!"

People should pay for their own wrong behavior.

Drake took a deep breath of excitement, and he found what he should do, which may be the mission given to him by God.

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Hudson couldn't remember what happened. When he woke up, his hands and feet were forcibly fixed to the ground by ropes, and his limbs were pulled to the limit, which ensured that he could not stand up by moving his hands and feet.

He also found that he could not shout because when a person found that his mouth was stuffed with a large ball of cloth, his cheeks were bulging, and he would realize that he really couldn't make a sound.

"Woooooo!"

He tried hard and could only whimper a few times. This sound seemed to be unable to wake anyone up on such a night.

(Last night... I just drank a few glasses of wine with Molly, but I really didn't drink too much. Molly, that damn woman, could it be that she lied to me?)

Hudson turned his head hard and saw a familiar face on the other side of himself. It was Molly, the female dancer working in a pole dance hotel, was like him, fixed to the ground by a rope, with a cloth stick in his mouth, facing him, desperately trying to convey something, her eyes were filled with a strong sense of fear.

Molly! How could this woman be trapped here?

She was tied up like herself, a bastard, who dared to treat us like this?

Could it be those guys who are loan sharks, but I have paid off all my debts recently!

Hudson was sweating profusely. He recently sold his belongings, got a lot of money, and had a lot of money, otherwise he would not have gone to find his old lover Molly to come back.

Could it be that... it was Charlie's grandson who knew that he had money and wanted to take action when he saw it. The more he imagined this, the more he felt cold sweat and even his hands and feet began to get cold.

At this moment, he heard a sound, which was like a sizzling sound when the charcoal fire was burning.

He followed the sound and turned his head to see a figure walking towards him.

(Drake, help me untie the rope...)

He tried his best to signal with his eyes,

The person who came over was Drake. He had a plain face and a calm expression. He didn't look like a child at all. The strangest thing was that Drake was holding a small stove burning coal in his hand.

"Hudson, are you okay!"

He lowered his body and took off the cloth from his mouth.

"Damn it, do you think I look okay? Tie me and untie the rope..."

Hudson swears.

"Why are you still standing there? Get started! Wait until I come out and deal with you, idiot."

"No, I can't help you untie the rope."

Drake showed a sarcastic look, and Hudson hadn't seen it yet.

He just stared at Drake in a daze, feeling that the smile on his face seemed to have never seen it before. It was an indescribable smile, with a creepy feeling.

"Because I tied you up..."

"you……"

Damn it! What does this little devil want to do.

"Hudson, haven't you noticed it yet? What's on your belly?"

The little devil Drake's words made Hudson feel enlightened. He then realized that his upper body was completely naked, an iron basin was placed on his stomach, and a small metal bowl was pressed on the iron basin.

"What did you do, what was under the iron basin? On my belly...Fake, what did you stuff inside?"

Hudson was frightened. He couldn't see what the thirteen-year-old kid was going to do, but he was still scared. He could feel a terrifying hatred, a hostile entity that was covering the space.

Drake squatted down, patted his face with his palm, and said with a gentle smile: "It's a mouse, I think you can't guess. I stuffed a few mice under the iron basin."

"...They made a hole near the basement of their homes. Two mice were placed in a litter of small mice, with a dozen of them. They made me very annoyed every day."

"...I hate mice and furry things. They are not as good as the creatures in Shanghai. They have no fins, no scales, and their skin is not smooth, so I grabbed them and threw all the damn cubs to death."

Drake spoke with a cruel smile: "Of course, I'm not a cruel person. I gave the remaining mice a chance to survive. The opportunity is in this iron basin. Next, I will put the cooked carbon in this metal bowl. I will slowly increase the portion until the temperature of the metal basin gradually increases. These mice have no way to escape. The weight of the iron basin is something they can't break. Next, they only have one way, which is to find a way to make a hole and do it in the basement of our house. Look, for example, dig down, I think it will be faster."

"No...no, don't do this?!"

Before Hudson could finish his words, Drake stuffed the trench in.

He was not going to give Hudson and the woman on the other side Molly any chance, he wanted them to die here tonight.

...Damn insects should be pinched to death.

He looked at the despairy look of the two, and his eyes showed a look of pleasure.

"Okay, this game is about to begin."

Drake grinned, clamped a piece of red charcoal with iron tongs and placed it on the iron bowl on Hudson's belly.
Chapter completed!