The Dead Master of Beautiful Manly

Chapter 19: Memories in the corner

Views:

"There's poison in the Coke!"

"I'm so sorry, boss!!!"

"But I... But I..."

Kyle burst into tears and knelt on the ground, blood oozing from the gaps between his clenched fists.

Colin looked down and felt that he was a little messy.

The Coke was poisoned!

Well, that's reason enough.

And it's like the plot of a third-rate movie.

But why

Could it be that there really is some mysterious cosmic consciousness that makes the lives of all time travelers full of twists and turns

Go to hell!

Since he came into this world, he has been living cautiously, making sure that he has not provoked anyone.

And in the original owner's memory, there was no enemy who wished him dead.

Why did someone suddenly want to kill him

He couldn't figure it out.

But it did not prevent him from knowing that his well-prepared plan had encountered unexpected problems.

He cursed inwardly, and walked carefully to the door of the store, ready to use magic bone armor for defense at any time.

After looking around carefully and finding no one who might be spying on him, he breathed a sigh of relief, closed the rolling door, turned on the light, and walked back to Kyle.

"Tell me, what's going on!"

"From the look of you, it doesn't look like you want to kill me because you've received a favor."

Colin crossed his arms, his eyes cold.

If the enemy is hiding in the dark, it might cause him a lot of trouble.

But now that it has been exposed, the offense and defense have been reversed.

Whether it is finding the opponent and killing him directly, or using other methods to solve the problem, the initiative is in his hands.

"It's the strange customer you and I told yesterday." Kyle laughed miserably and said sadly, "Yesterday evening, I saw that man again after I got home. He brought a group of people to tie up my mother, my brother and sister as hostages, and gave me a bottle of poison, asking me to find a way to make you drink it, otherwise... or I would kill them..."

"But...but..."

Kyle gritted his teeth so hard that blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.

"I know who they are. The man said his name when he beat me, Buck. Although I haven't seen him, I have heard of him!"

"Even if I really do what they say, with the way the KKK acts, they will never let my family go, or let me go!"

"Run away, boss!"

"You are a good person. I don't know how you offended those people, but if you continue to stay in this city, you will definitely die!"

Kyle said excitedly and desperately,

Colin looked down for a long while before he said dully, "You said that the one who wanted to poison me was the KKK!?"

The appearance of this name brought back many memories that he had not paid much attention to in the past.

The doubts about the original body's parents' car accident, and the tragic scene when Joseph described himself as fainting at home when he woke up from the hospital for the first time.

These little clues were instantly connected together to form a complete outline.

Take a deep breath.

Originally, when he accepted the memory, he regarded the original owner's constant investigation into his parents' car accident as the original owner's inability to accept this fact. After all, the reasons for suspicion and the target of suspicion did not seem to be very tenable to him.

But now, it seems that it was really the KKK that killed the Blacks, and even killed the original owner who was investigating it afterwards.

He actually thought that the original owner was in a coma because he traveled through time!

"Really, damn it!"

Almost uncontrollable murderous intent burst out from his eyes.

As a necromancer pursuing the true meaning of death, he noticed something abnormal about his soul soon after he started practicing.

If a person's soul has mass, then his soul is twice as much as that of an ordinary person.

Colin Black, Colin, both of them and neither of them.

Although it was Colin from his previous life who dominated his thoughts, and although he didn't want to admit it, that was the fact.

The KKK killed the Blacks and also killed the original owner. This is revenge for the murder of their father, mother and body!

This feud is irreconcilable, and there is no reason not to take revenge.

The string of reason in his mind was beginning to break. He looked down at Kyle, who was kneeling on the ground and crying, and kicked him angrily.

"Get up! What's the point of a grown man crying?"

"Since your family has been tied up by them, then find a way to rescue them, find a way to take revenge. Tears won't help you solve any problems!"

“Even if I fail and die in the end, I must bite off a piece of the enemy’s flesh! Instead of running away here crying!”

After scolding Kyle and venting some of his anger, he asked in a low voice, "Since you know that it was the KKK who arrested your family, then you know where they took your family, or where their base is!"

"I heard from people that they have a base in the bar, but I don't know where they will take my family."

After being taught a lesson by Colin, Kyle, who felt more energetic, wiped his tears and said with some hope.

"Just one place?"

Colin frowned, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

But looking at Kyle's troubled face, he didn't say anything more. He took out his cell phone and called Joseph.

The phone was connected after two beeps, and Joseph's voice was heard.

"Hey! Man, why did you think of calling me...

Joseph! Please pass me that document on the table...

Okay man, right away!"

"Colin, you heard it too. I'm very busy here now. If you have nothing else to do, you can wait until I get off work in the evening..."

"I have something to ask you!"

Colin interrupted in a deep voice.

"Uh, you say!"

Hearing that Colin's tone was not right, Joseph on the other end of the phone walked to a secluded place and asked.

"Do you know anything about the Ku Klux Klan? Tell me about their personnel and equipment, and where they usually meet!"

There was no emotion in Colin's voice. On the other side of the phone, Joseph's eyes narrowed instantly.

"The Ku Klux Klan? What are you asking them to do?"

"Listen, man. Even though those white supremacists look so good that you want to blow their heads off, their power should not be underestimated. If you run into any problems, don't act rashly. I'm going to..."

"It has nothing to do with that, Joseph." Colin interrupted again: "I just want to know... Forget it, it's probably useless to ask you, that's it!"

Colin hung up the phone with a frown.

Elsewhere, Joseph was stunned for a moment when he heard the sudden ringing of the phone.

"Hello! Hello!"

"Colin?"

"Oh shit!"

He angrily put the phone into his pocket, turned around twice, and then stopped suddenly.

"I really owed you in my last life!"

Stamping his feet hard, Joseph ran to the director's office and asked for leave from his boss.

After being scolded by his immediate superior, Joseph rode the police motorcycle and quickly rushed to Colin's home.

Ah! I didn’t receive any recommendation notification. It seems that the first trial push will have to wait until next week. Please recommend some comfort!!!

(End of this chapter)