Chapter 547: Take off


Chapter 547 is taken off
"... Finally, I killed Nero."
Taking advantage of the communication equipment that came back from Nero, Cook was making a pass with the clubhouse.
There was always silence and listening to Cook’s return. After a long time, there was a voice coming from there:
The tyrant has been difficult to control, but for so long, only Nero can inherit the knives. But this Something also blames herself. Since the success has angered you, the consequences of death should also be borne by herself... Well, as long as the knives have been recycled. Cook, since the mission of the East has failed, you will come back soon."
"I know." Cook responded indifferently.
On the table was placed his gun, and there was a rusty knives knife. After Cook turned off the communication, he put the communicator in one.
He called a pot of warm water and waited until the towel was soaked before it out.
The three children and the little sister were placed in the chair at this moment. He wiped the traces of his face with a towel, and wiped the face of Xiao Yan. The man’s pain was undoubtedly leaking in his movements.
Because he is so gentle.
He recovered his memory, quite a bit clear. He doesn't love this woman... There are people who have unusual feelings about the three children, just a person called Mark.
"My original name is Cook."
When the three children and Otaru's body were arranged and they looked like they were asleep, Cook sat next to him and began to wipe his rifle.
"When I was three years old, someone told me that I am a resident of the Kingdom of Shadows."
Cook glared at the side of the eye, calmly holding the pistol's gun head to the level of his sight, and then gently wiped it off.
"But where is the country of Shadow? I never knew. Later, a woman took me in, took me to Xuefeng, and trained me on it."
"Probably at the age of ten, I personally killed a bear on a snowy peak."
He said something that he had never said before, only his memories.
"I have been living with her for the past fifteen years... This woman is my teacher."
Cook smiled and continued to wipe the rifle. "In my opinion, she is not only my teacher, but also a woman who is very important to me. I can't talk about love, but I can't."
"It's called Gáe-Bolg, it's the thing she gave me, the only thing."
......
"I have been looking for her all these years."
Cook took a deep breath and silenced for a long, long time before he gently sighed and said: "This is good, let Mark stay with you forever."
......

In summary, I am a less fortunate person.

He sat quietly, and after a while he stood up and packed up the knife and some equipment. He has always been like a traveler.
Since it is a traveller, after a short stay, it is natural to leave. Cook remembers that the woman who gave him everything had said that she should not pursue her figure again, because one day, he would encounter something worthy of his own nostalgia.
"But it will also be broken...not a teacher."
Cook smiled and picked up the things on his body. Then he finally looked at the mother and daughter in the chair and opened the door of the living room... leaving.
"Lights up first! It will hit! Xiaoxiao!!"
but……
"Know, mom!"
When the light pipe in the store suddenly lit up, Cook stiffened his entire body... Is it a dream?
"Uncle Mark! You are back!!" The little girl quickly kicked off her shoes in the place where she was in the front store, so she rushed up and rushed to Cook.
Is it... dream?
"You are back, hungry? I am going to give you something to eat?" The three children still couldn't open their eyes, but asked softly.
Is it... dream?
Cook glanced back and looked at the living room, the chair... I don't know when, just a pile of sand left.
"Uncle Mark! Why is there so much sand in the house?" Xiao Yan pulled Lakuk's trousers and raised his head to ask.
"It's really!" The three children were surprised to see that the living room chair was covered with sand and looked confused: "Have you picked it up?"
"You... in the end?" Cook muttered to himself.
San Erdao said: "I went to the police station, and then Xiaoxiao suddenly had a stomachache. Later, I went to the health station and started some medicine. I took a needle and said that it was stomach upset and I just came back."
"The police station? When?" Cook frowned.
The three children thought: "Well... didn't you have to go out after the afternoon? There was a policeman coming over and knocking on the door. Say what please ask me to go back and assist in the investigation. It seems that I was written by paint yesterday... I don't know who Reported the police? The police said that let me send the transcripts, I don’t worry about being alone, so I took them with me. But when did the children come to such a young policeman? I have not know."
"Xiao Xiao has never seen it!" Xiao Xiao raised his hand like a student who answered the teacher's question. "But the police big brother is so sweet! It is better than the mother's perfume hidden in the cupboard!"
"Little!!" The three children gently patted their daughter's forehead, and then ‘swearing’ the authentic:
Don't go to warm water, you have to take medicine! Do you want stomach trouble in the middle of the night!

"Know it!" Xiao Yan ran into the living room.
The three children looked at Mark at this time, their faces were reddish and whispered: "What are you holding on your body?"
Cook took a deep breath and said indifferently: "Your things are solved, I am a little tired, what is the matter, wait until tomorrow."
"The meal..."
"No need to."
Not a dream.
......
......
The fire that occurred in the mill did not know when it stopped. There was a lot of things burned here, but after all, it was on the riverside, and the fire could not always spread.
The original mill had only a few charred things left, some of the mill's original wood, and some were just... human bodies.
Luo’s boss walked through the ashes and stopped in front of a burnt-out body with a slight finger.
The coke-like corpse suddenly split open, and after a layer of blackened things cracked, it saw a sleekness, and then split it all out... A figure sat up from the coke and stretched out, but not in the film. thread.
"I really thought I was going to die."...Nero.
At the moment, Luo’s boss, Nero, sat on the floor even if he didn’t have clothes. He reached out and twisted his neck. He smiled and said:
When the mother and daughter came home, did Cook cry?

Luo boss shook his head.
Nero suddenly sighed with disappointment and was greatly hurt by the blow: "Not only lost, even Uncle Cook's tears can't make two drops... good failure."
Luo boss does not speak.
When Nero saw it, he stretched out and lie on the floor. He said to himself: "With Uncle Cook's character, I have already reported that I have already hanged up. Next You don't have to go back to the sultry place... um, it's not bad."
She sat down again and asked, "Is the moon tonight very good, boss?"
Luo Qiu looked up and whispered: "The moon."
Nero suddenly blinked and said: "Talk about the boss... Are you really going to get me a suit? Or do you like me a little more? I don't mind, but I am also charged." Very expensive."
Luo Qiu waved his hand, and a set of Nero dressed in the same clothes fell from the air and fell in front of the body with countless scars... This is like a spider web, it feels awkward. Old scars.
"Thank you."
She wore clothes in a big way.
(End of this chapter)
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