villa, and a table of carefully prepared delica

d his deep eyes now became hazy and col

ainst the door of the bathroom

e in anger, he quietly gave Nancy Moor

iller scream

ou?" Francis Jones looked

iller wept, her w

s Jones frowned, his eyes staring at

rew the tablecloth outward. How co

assed by Nancy Moore, he struck hard. Nancy Moore was unstabl

inctively reached out and

trying to catch Nancy Moore, only to find that

Moore's eyes. What she wanted was Francis

this time and was suddenly caught by Nanc

was so pale that she

shaking Nancy Moore vigorously. Nancy Moore's

ed expression, with disappointment, sadn

ght down to the ground fragments. He rushed

d with the sound of smashed dishes.

the pieces were inserted into her flesh, a

his eyes. He gently supported Nancy Moore's shoulder,

ood. Sam Brown's eyes were sharp and terrifying, a

d behind him and turned back

ad, and found the tension showed on his f

cis Jones's arms, and whispered pitifully. The bright

ncis Jones no longer hesitated, holding

diated the light of murder. And he was about t

tle face was twisted due to the pain. But the pain in

Brown was angry, and his fists clenched. T

ure was getting farther and farther, and gradually

cy Moore stood up

rown just pulled out his phone and was about to dial. But his phone was knoc

ability in his eyes, "Sister, thi

d said abnormally calmly, "I can