Los Angeles, in the hot summer wind, Angel Orphanage.
Six-year-old Naginitão tapped his fingers on the table frantically. He looked anxious and irritated. Half an hour ago, he had arrived at the Angel Orphanage. At this moment, he was about to lose the last bit of patience in his heart.
Under normal circumstances, the guy called Hunter, who Wilson had helped him contact, should have contacted him long ago. However, the phone did not ring for a long time. This made Nagini's heart heavy and worried.
The afternoon sun shone on Najini's body, and the expression on his young face changed for a while.
He wanted to call Wilson several times, but he restrained himself in the end.
When he called before, he found out from Wilson that the other party was going to the airport to pick him up. Based on the time, if everything went well, Lady Samantha should be on the operating table now. Wilson should be as anxious as he was.
One should not go overboard. Nagini was already very satisfied that Wilson could help him. He did not want to trouble Wilson at this time.
"Ring ring ring ~ ~!"
The phone rang. Almost at the same time, Nagini picked up the phone. "Hello, is this Hunter?
How is Owen?
Is he suspended? "
A series of questions came out of his mouth like a machine gun.
However, the other side was silent for a moment. Then, a familiar voice came. "Nagini, it's Wilson."
Nagini was stunned. He subconsciously let out a sigh of relief. "It's Wilson. How is Lady Samantha?
Did the operation go well?
When I'm done here, I'll go see Lady Samantha and tell her not to worry. "
However, what made his heart sink was that Wilson on the other side of the phone did not continue to speak. Instead, he was silent for a long time.
This caused Nagini's expression to change. He couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart. He squeezed out a dry smile and said, "Wilson, stop fooling around. Tell me, what you're about to say isn't bad news."
On the other end of the phone, Wilson gripped the steering wheel so tightly that the steering wheel was twisted. He bit his lower lip so hard that it almost tore.
"Sorry, Owen died on the last lap of the track. Hunter didn't have time to stop him. A guy called Kenny rushed out from the inside line at the last corner. He hit Owen's bumper."
Nagini was silent. When he knew that Owen had appeared in the Professional Modified Car Competition, he had a bad feeling.
This was the Murphy effect. The more you didn't want something to happen, the more likely it was to happen.
As he thought, fate, the bitch, had never given up on targeting him. This time, the bitch succeeded. He took away his loved one from him. This result made him feel so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
Nagini closed his eyes. He was silent for a long time, forcing himself not to lose control of his emotions. "I'll deal with this matter. Where's Lady Samantha?
Tell me she's fine. Didn't you hire the best doctor?
She must have recovered, right? "
Owen's death was extremely fatal to Naginitão.
This blow had already made his heart unable to bear it. He desperately hoped that Wilson could bring good news to his heart that was about to break.
But what made Nagini feel extremely desperate was that Wilson was silent for a long time. "She's dead. The doctor didn't come.
She died in an explosion when I left. "
"Clang!"
The phone slipped from his hand. Nagini stood there in a daze like a clay sculpture. The bright sun shone on him, but Nagini couldn't feel the slightest warmth.
Lady Samantha was dead. Owen was also dead. A strange emotion gradually broke out from the broken heart. It was as if there was no attachment to this world. He even felt that it would be good to destroy the world and drag everyone to die with him.
"Crack!"
The door was opened. Wilson, who was as strong as a wall, appeared in front of the Angel Orphanage. He was wrapped in bandages. He didn't look as high-spirited as he did a few days ago. At this moment, he was full of decadence. He stood there like a useless fat old dog.
He looked at Nagini, who was standing in front of the phone like a statue.
For some reason, he felt that Nagini had a very terrible aura at this moment.
It was different from his own darkness and evil. It was pure destruction and destruction.
If it was in the past, Wilson would have said something. But now, he looked at Nagini and was silent for a long time. Many words were stuck in his throat. In the end, only a pale apology was left. "Nagini, I'm very sorry."
Twisting his neck stiffly, the sunlight streaked across Najini's forehead. Half of it was dark, the other half was bright. That strange hue made Najini's body look even more strange and twisted.
He was silent for a moment. He forced an expression on his face and a hoarse voice that didn't sound human came from his throat. "It shouldn't be an accident, right?
Lady Samantha and Owen both died today. This is too much of a coincidence. "
Nagini hoped that Wilson would give him the answer he wanted to hear.
Because this way, he could push everything to that d * mn bitch, fate, and not him and their stupidity.
Although this idea was selfish, Nagini really felt that his heart couldn't take it because it was too painful.
However, Wilson opened his mouth and was silent for a long time. He didn't want to tell Nagini the truth. Nagini's state made him very uneasy. Wilson was afraid that Nagini would do something impulsive.
But looking at the pair of eyes that used to be bright at this moment, he finally sighed.
"I don't have evidence, but I'm 90% sure that this isn't an accident. Nagini, I'm very sorry."
Najini smiled. His face was bloodless, pale and powerless. Raising his tender arm, Najini pointed at the door with a bitter smile. "Get out."
It was a very calm voice, but it seemed to drain all the strength in Nagini's body.
Wilson pursed his lips. He looked at Nagini's face, his eyes flashing with guilt and worry. "I'll be right outside the door. If you need anything, you can call …"
Before he finished speaking, Nagini's young body let out a hysterical roar. He shouted crazily.
"Get out!
I told you to get out! "
His sharp and even piercing voice was filled with madness and pleading.
His pupils contracted. At this moment, his black pupils turned into a cold dark golden light. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, as if there were small blood-red snakes coiling around his eyes.
Najini's young face was filled with a strange and twisted emotion. At this moment, Najini's entire body was filled with an unsettling aura. His body trembled, and something seemed to be wriggling under his skin, as if it would break out of the ground in the next second!
Wilson took a step back. He felt danger from Nagini, a fatal threat.
And he was very sure that this threat was not unconsciously released by Nagini, but that Nagini really wanted to kill him. Nagini also had the ability to kill him, but he didn't do it.
His trembling body was not activating the unsettling power in his body, but suppressing this power, not letting his emotions go out of control and kill him.
Wilson retreated and closed the door.
The moment he closed the door, Nagini released himself. He let out an unprecedented hiss. That hiss was filled with sadness, anger, and uncontrollable sadness.
The surrounding animals seemed to have sensed something.
Rats frantically escaped from the dark sewers. The beautiful North American Great Red Sparrow flapped its wings desperately. The domestic cats and dogs let out restless cries.
Under the sunlight, a pure black snake raised its neck and let out an incomparably mournful hiss.
He wanted to cry, but snakes didn't have tear ducts, so even if he was sad, he couldn't shed a single tear.
Wilson sat at the door. He felt the creepy aura and the hiss behind him. He silently lit a cigarette.
Time passed by, and the sky gradually darkened. In the Angel Orphanage, the unsettling aura gradually subsided.
After a long time, the silent Nagini walked out. He looked at the strong man at the door. "I'm going back. Don't tell Mia about this.
If possible, ask Toledo to come back later. "
Wilson stood up. The bandages on his body were a little more bloodstained. The explosion had injured Wilson. He should have been fully treated, but he simply bandaged his wounds and came back.
He looked at Nagini, and his eyes flashed with guilt. "Nagini, I'm really sorry."
Nagini shook his head. He raised his head, and his young face was cold. "Call me Naginitão. We don't know each other well."
Wilson smiled bitterly. He understood what Nagini meant. He had messed up this matter.
"Okay, Naginitão, what do you want to do?
Don't be impulsive. They're all executioners who kill without blinking. Leave it to me, okay?
I promise to give you a satisfactory answer. "
Nagini stopped. His eyes had an indifferent dark gold color. "Wilson, I made a mistake. I won't make the same mistake a second time."
Was it Wilson who messed things up?
No!
Nagini knew very well that if he had killed that man that day, none of this would have happened.
A gust of wind blew. Under the swaying chandelier, Nagini's shadow twisted strangely, like an unsettling poisonous snake.