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Chapter 97

bite!

In the corridor of the villa, two figures passed by at an incredible speed.

The dagger and the stabbing sword met in mid-air.

Then, the short dagger was completely exploded by the long sword, and the swift sword flashed with light and struck the fake Huck's chest, as if it had stabbed a piece of hard cowhide.

Drops of blood slipped from the sword.

Aaron held up his sword handsomely, shook off the blood, and sighed: "You just opened the first essence, right? The hardened defense of 'Chrysalis' is not good... Although, if you didn't defend just now, you will

I will disembowel you."

"Who are you anyway?"

The fake Huck holding a dagger roared.

He was extremely sure that the person facing him was also an extraordinary person, but he had no idea about the other person's path.

He is physically powerful and has exquisite swordsmanship. What's even more terrifying is... he seems to know him very well!

This almost made him think he had encountered a natural enemy!

"And this human skin... you should have an assistant, or mentor..."

There was a smile at the corner of Aaron's mouth. Although the person opposite could not see it under the mask, he could hear his joking tone: "This skinner's skills are not good, he actually left such a big hole on his back."

Flaws... You must know that experienced peelers have to start from the top of the head, open the scalp, and pour mercury into it to get a more complete work... But the real peeling masters start from the gaps in the mouth, eyes, etc.

Starting from the place where the human skin is peeled off is flawless, that is the real work of art!”

Olivia used to be such a skinning master!

And Aaron also has a copy of the secret message of 'Chrysalis' left by the other party!

"ah!"

In Aaron's description, the fake Huck on the opposite side suddenly collapsed.

He screamed, turned around and ran away.

Obviously, he was frightened and wanted to give up everything here and just run away to save his life!

The enemy on the opposite side was so terrifying that it even made him wonder who was the Extraordinary of the 'Chrysalis'!

"Didn't your teacher teach you that it is dangerous to run away from a battle and expose your back to the enemy?"

Aaron sighed, and his feet suddenly erupted like a cheetah.

"Light!"

He uttered a word in Astral Language.

A dazzling light suddenly erupted in front of the fake Huck who was about to hit the window and jump off the building to escape!

puff!

Immediately, a slender stabbing sword sank directly into Huck's back, piercing the 'Chrysalis' defense and piercing his heart.

"Ho ho..."

The fake Huck fell down, spitting blood from his mouth, and his eyes looked like he saw a demon!

However, he was indeed just an extraordinary person who had activated the first essence. After his vitals were pierced, his vitality quickly dissipated, and soon his body twitched and could no longer move.



Mrs. Benjamin smelled the smelling salts again and opened her eyes.

She found herself tied to a chair with a rag stuffed in her mouth, and couldn't help but struggle.

"Wake up."

Aaron dragged the fake Huck's body to Mrs. Benjamin. Regardless of the other party's hatred and fear, he smiled and said, "I'll do a magic trick for you!"

He took off the fake Huck's clothes, turned it over to the back, and saw a scarlet blood line.

"It cannot be solved by ordinary people. It requires spiritual participation..."

Aaron had also read the secret transmission of the 'chrysalis'. At this moment, a little spiritual energy poured in from the gap in the scar, like lubricant, 'taking off' a thin piece of human skin.

The original Huck Benjamin instantly changed into another person, with rough features and a straight nose.

"Well, although there are wounds on the back and chest, if it is repaired, it should still be wearable and can be sold as half an extraordinary item!"

Aaron looked at the integrity of the human skin and couldn't help but be quite satisfied.

He really can't do this kind of thing without the spirituality of a 'chrysalis'.

But relying on the ability of the "Glory One" and repairing it, there won't be many problems.

On the other side, when Mrs. Benjamin saw this scene, her outlook was completely shattered, and she didn't react for a long time.

Aaron went over and took off her gag: "Did you see it? This stranger has been living with you in your husband's skin... I avenged you and your husband, so the reward doesn't need to be too much.

Just give me all the cash at home."

As a businessman, the most valuable things are often real estate, stocks and bonds, collections of antiques and art, and debt contracts with other businessmen.

Well, accounting debts were also very popular at this time, so people in the upper class paid special attention to respectability and credibility.

Because once your credit goes bankrupt and a large number of creditors come to run on you, real bankruptcy is often not far away.

If your credit is still there, you owe a lot of debts, and others also owe you a lot of debts, then you can often get by by moving around.

Mrs. Benjamin seemed to be walking like a zombie. It took a long time to come back to her senses and whispered: "The money is in the desk drawer and the key is in my pocket."

"Thank you!"

Aaron bowed politely, untied Mrs. Benjamin, took the key from her hand, opened the drawer, and found a wad of rolled-up banknotes, as well as scattered shillings and penny coins, which totaled about one hundred pounds.

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"Hell, there's not much money, and there's not much to gain from extraordinary items..."

He complained and went back to rummage through Benjamin's clothes.

"Mr. Robber, are you looking for Jack's things?"

Mrs. Benjamin moved her hands and feet and looked at Jack's body on the ground, almost wanting to vomit.

"Jack, do you know him?"

Aaron asked curiously.

"He...he used to be Huck's personal servant, but he was fired because of corruption and dirty hands and feet..."

Mrs. Benjamin replied in a low voice.

"No wonder he can pretend so successfully."

Aaron nodded clearly: "I'm looking for something occult in him. Madam, have you seen it?"

"I once saw him hiding something in the bedside cabinet..." Mrs. Benjamin whispered, not knowing whether she was suffering from Stockholm syndrome.

Aaron opened the bedside table and found a secret drawer. He didn't even look at the securities and real estate certificates inside.

Then, at the bottom, he found several fragments of pages.

It seems to be some kind of parchment, but it is written in "Spiritual Language":

'We are worker bees, heroic worker bees...'

'We are worker ants, hard-working worker ants...'

'We are conceived in the chrysalis, the cocoon is dark but warm...'

'Grow up quickly, grow up quickly, and remember... listen to your mother...'

After just a brief reading, Aaron felt some kind of spiritual erosion that wanted to attract him.

However, this at most confuses some unsuspecting ordinary people and has no effect on him: 'It is indeed the secret transmission of 'Chrysalis', although it is relatively incomplete... but it is also a good thing for trading.'

Ever since he discovered that the secret transmissions from thousands of years ago seemed to be hidden professions or involved some secret, Aaron didn't really want to trade the light of salvation paths he had mastered.

The portion harvested now is just right.


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