TWISTED VENGEANCE [18+]

CHAPTER 3

The blade with debris was against the woman's neck. She was drugged and fell asleep. The blood flow in her veins was cut off with a little force, and her skin became paler.

The man's honey-colored palm gently rubbed her skin, with a sharp contrast between roughness and softness. Her father stole everything that belonged to him. The girl's carefree life should have been his.

The arm suddenly raised his sword to the ground, and the tip of the sword with the wind stabbed towards her throat. He closed his eyes and said goodbye to the woman forever.

"Dang dang."

The sharp blade failed to penetrate the skin, and the knock on the door stopped his movement.

Louis came to see his sister every night, but this time it was a man who opened the door.

After a few seconds, he realized that this should be Mia's bodyguard.

"Why are you here?"

The door of the inner room was closed, and the bodyguard looked sleepy. Louis went in and took a look at the sleeping girl, and his tone was slightly relaxed, "Go to bed early, you have to accompany her out tomorrow."

"Yes Sir, take care."

The door closed, and Cairo looked at the door thoughtfully.

Mia's throat was a little sore, she woke up with a cough, and she didn't remember when the buttons on her collar were unbuttoned, and there was a red mark on it. It seemed that she didn't sleep well last night.

Although she was a little tired, she still put on delicate makeup before going out.

The white skirt had a faint shell luster, and the slender strap was placed on the collarbone. In order to not be so plain, she also wore a collarbone chain made of pink gemstones.

Cairo sat on the sofa, the air was filled with the aroma of tea, and everything around him was restored to tidiness, and it was hard to tell that anyone had slept here.

It was already afternoon when she went out, and she shook the drink in her cup, her eyes casual and leisurely.

Her father and brother were not there, but she still brought Cairo out. This man made her uncomfortable, and she wanted to replace him and wait until her father came back.

"Miss, I'm going to the bathroom."

According to the agreement, Cairo must tell Mia in advance before leaving her. Mia nodded, not looking at him. The man stared at the end of her shining eyes, and the clear black and white pupils reflected the bustling street scene.

The sweet and greasy fragrance of the ice cream shop on the street drifted far away.

The man brushed past a customer's shoulder, paid for him to buy a cone, and gave him the card he got two days ago along with the cone.

The man turned around, revealing his ears with a row of holes, and the exaggerated earrings stretched the holes very big.

Cairo didn't say a word to him from beginning to end, and didn't even give him a look, but when he walked out of the store again, the man's eyes had followed.

He passed through several walls to the other side of the girl, aimed his pistol at the girl's v****a and fired a bullet.

"Bang!"

A round hole was shot out of the glass, cracking like a spider web.

Mia watched the bullet coming towards her, and a big hand suddenly pulled up her arm.

She fell lightly into the man's arms, the bullet grazed the man's shoulder, and the black clothes instantly spread a dark red.

The sound of the bullet passing by her ear remained in her ear canal, making her feel uneasy all the time.

Cairo was still sleeping, and his indifference seemed to cover his handsomeness. At this time, his eyebrows were relaxed, and a pair of beautiful eyelashes were hidden under his forehead hair.

Mia gently lifted his hair, and he opened his eyes unexpectedly.

"Cairo? Are you okay?"

A little at a loss.

Mia didn't know how obvious she had behaved before. She had thought about replacing Cairo, but it turned out that he was a qualified bodyguard. Her mother taught her not to judge people by appearance, and it was obvious that she didn't do it.

He could protect himself with his flesh and blood in a critical moment, which was not as easy as it said.

"Miss, I'm fine."

Cairo was lying on the hospital bed. He had long been accustomed to the pain in his arm. His body was not as concerned about him as Mia.

He thought well. At the moment the gun went off, several people he had never seen rushed out. They were the bodyguards placed in the dark by the Collin family. Even if he didn't arrange it himself, the Collin family would test him sooner or later, otherwise these people would not withdraw.

"Cairo?"

He didn't hear what Mia said just now, because he didn't know what to say, he could only smile.

"That..."

The man slightly curled his lips, and the lines of his slightly raised mouth corners were smooth. His eyes were not as indifferent as usual, and his handsome face softened a little.

Mia's face was a little hot, and he forgot what he was going to say, and hurriedly left the ward.

The night was approaching the horizon, and the moment the last light in the west disappeared, a deep loneliness occupied Cairo's heart.

He grabbed the clothes on his chest and squatted down in pain. Mia came to bring him medicine, and just saw the man with twisted features. She thought his wound hurt, so she rushed in hurriedly.

"What's wrong with you?!" She exclaimed softly, with a slightly cool palm with sweat, holding his big hand with bluish white joints.

The shaking eyes were right in front of her, and he could kill her by just pinching her neck.

"Um!"

Cairo suddenly pinched Mia's shoulders, and the bulging pulse injected scarlet into his eyes.

The girl groaned in pain and tremblingly covered his wound.

Hunters don't feel sorry for their prey, but prey don't know they are on the verge of death. He stared at her with dark eyes. Did this silly girl know that he wanted to kill her?

"It's okay. The doctor said that there is a kind of medicine that makes people feel bad and uncomfortable in the heart, but it will be fine in a while."

He let her go, "Miss, is your Collin family so good to bodyguards?"

The faint sarcasm in the words was hidden by the panting sound. Mia shook her head and handed him the medicine.

"If you hadn't saved me, I would have died."

The man swallowed his throat. She was so close to him, and her long hair fluttering in the wind was fragrant. He was getting more and more confused about this girl. Born in the Collin family, how she could still be so innocent? Was it because Mr. Collin protected his daughter too well, or was she too good at disguising herself?

He lay back on the bed, the wrinkles on his collar were still there, but the hatred had been suppressed.

"Where are you from? Why did you come to Las Vegas?"

"Miss, you should go back and rest."

Cairo interrupted her question, obviously not wanting to talk about the past. At this time, Louis called her from outside the door. Mia heard her brother's voice and ran to the door.

I waved to him, "Good night."

The door closed again.

The room, which had regained its quietness, had a more sad and oppressive feeling than before.

His fists hit the wall, smashing the protruding joints, which were covered by purple and ragged flesh, and were already wrinkled beyond recognition.

The knife that had been put down for various reasons several times on her neck failed again this time.

Why did she speak to him in such a gentle voice, why did she give him tissues and medicine, and why did she pull him out of the dangerous passage when the explosion occurred?

If she had said nothing and done nothing, he would have cut her artery and then sent her beautiful body to Mr. Collin to cry on.

After half a month of recuperation, Cairo returned to his indifferent appearance when they first met. Mia no longer paid attention to his attitude, but only attributed all his indifference to his personality. He was even afraid that his father would not keep him, so he said good things to him in front of his brother every day.

On the day when the bandages were removed, Cairo saw from his room a car he had never seen before driving downstairs. In a large family that values rules, only the head of the family's car can drive to the front of the house.

Sure enough, the person who got out of the car was the face in his nightmare. Mr. Collin was wearing a well-fitting black suit, and his temperament was noble and elegant. The more noble and comfortable the enemy was, the lower his eyebrows were.

"Cairo, Mr. Collin is looking for you."

Cairo followed the housekeeper. It was a rare opportunity to get close to Mr. Collin, but Mr. Collin obviously knew that there were many people who wanted to kill him, and there were too many bodyguards around him to count.

The man sat upright in the courtyard. He changed into a white suit, and the waves of the swimming pool fell on him.

"Cairo."

Mr. Collin was very satisfied with this bodyguard. He pushed a box over. Cairo opened it following his gaze, and there was a pistol lying inside.

The exquisite pattern on the gun body, the branches and leaves were carefully detailed, and it was a collection level at a glance.

"Thank you, Mr. Collin."

There were bullets in the gun. As long as Cairo aimed at Mr. Collin, none of the bodyguards around would be able to save him in time.

But this meant that both sides would suffer losses, and Mr. Collin would die too happily.

Then he put away the gun, smiled at Mr. Collin for the first time, and the man patted his shoulder.

"If you have something to do tomorrow, you must stay with the lady."

Cairo sat in the room and smoked silently. The clock pointed to the quarter after twelve, and the mobile phone emitted a faint fluorescence.

The alarm rang.

He turned off the lights, drew the curtains, and climbed down the stairs along the pipe with his nimble hands.

The Collin family is considered a guest here, and the venue for entertaining them tomorrow has been carefully arranged all night.

The father and son have many enemies. Louis is cruel and ruthless, even worse than his father, so everything must be carefully checked.

Cairo hid in the corner, with his back to the brightly lit kitchen, waiting for everyone to disperse, and then the delicate bomb was installed on the gas pipeline.

The club has not received any guests for two days. With dewy flowers and newly laid carpets, the fragrance is full but not exaggerated, and all kinds of cautious details are emphasized.

Mia walked in front, swaying gracefully, and Cairo followed her from behind.

The two walked into the elevator. The door was so polished that it could reflect people. The man's eyes suddenly cooled down, and his hand in his pocket warmed up the remote control.

As the elevator went up, she looked down and saw her parents and brother. As soon as the elevator stopped, she ran to the window and waved to them in the garden.

"Dad, Mom--"

"Boom!--"

The explosion shook the whole building, and the thick smoke eroded the girl's smile. Cold sweat broke out on her fingertips. She hit the wall without even looking at the garden.

"Cairo! Go and save my parents, they--"

The woman suddenly fell silent, and the man behind her who had been silent all the time showed this expression for the first time.

He slowly raised his head. The shouting outside the window was a bloody symphony. As the melody rose, scarlet gradually covered his eyeballs. The black pupils wrapped in the red net were crystal stones wrapped in layers, as evil as the god of death on his chest.

He curled his lips, changed his cold temperament, and smiled at her beastly...

"Aren't they fine?"

They were indeed fine, and the explosion did not affect the garden. Mia should be worried about herself, but it was a pity that she knew it too late.

She was too surprised and incredulous to ask.

"Ah!——"

She had just run two steps when a manic palm grabbed her back. She was pressed against the wall, and the hard and powerful big hand tightly clasped her wrist like an iron lock.

"Mia, you'd better not make a sound."

The man's fierce appearance was exposed, and he was completely different from before. The sharp brass knuckles gently slid across her throat, and a drop of warm water fell on his fingertips. He looked at the girl's panicked and fluctuating almond eyes and licked his lips.

"Cairo? You..."

The muzzle of the gun was pointed downstairs, "Every time you shout, I will kill one person."

Mia questioned him with tears in her eyes, and that sad look instantly pierced into a soft place in his heart?

"Don't look at me with those eyes!"

The suddenly tyrannical man put away his smile, and his scarlet eyes reminded her of the demon entrenched in the hole.

For a moment, Mia would rather believe that he was controlled by the tattoo on his body.

The couple of the Collin family had already left the window. Mia looked at her parents' backs, and her eyes were no longer so tense.

Cairo seemed to see the reason for her relaxation and laughed sarcastically. The compassion she felt that day might just be an inadvertent outburst of kindness. Mr. Collin's daughter should not be a saint who loves the world.

He shook the remote control in front of her.

"There are bombs everywhere here. You'd better be good."

Mia couldn't afford to gamble. Her eyes trembled and she nodded after a few seconds. Cairo's smile continued. He looked at the girl's red eyes with satisfaction, and pointed the gun at her waist to lead her out of the room.

Bodyguards should not be so close to their employers, but now no one cares when everyone is panicking.

Before entering the elevator, Mia took off the necklace on her neck and threw it on the ground. As soon as she stepped in, she was hugged by Cairo.

The gun was still pointed at her back, and the intimate posture showed that Cairo wanted to play a couple with her.

She had never been so close to a man other than her father and brother. Behind her was his hard chest, and she froze and dared not move.

"Mia——"

Mia turned back subconsciously, raised her arm high, and slashed her neck with a knife.

The girl immediately lost consciousness and fell down. Cairo carried her out of the back door. Her body was light and fluttering, and she looked weak on a man who had been undergoing cruel training for many years.

A good killer would not indulge in any details. The unconscious girl still could not escape the fate of being tied up. She lay in the back seat of the car with a frown on her face. Several searchlights swept across her neck. Her neck was clean and the necklace was gone.

"Heh."

Cairo licked his teeth, and the haze drove the last trace of calm out of his eyes. He stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the venue.

The light of the desk lamp was withered and lonely. The slums of the gambling city were full of drugs, diseases and filth.

The house where Cairo had lived temporarily several times was in the most inconspicuous corner. Outside the door was a small garbage station. The drunk had just had a fight with someone and fell to the ground exhausted. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive. In the muddy and turbid environment, the house was unexpectedly clean, and a faint soap fragrance floated in the air. The man stood by the bed, his deep eyes peering through the cracks.

He ignored everything at night.

A pedestrian knocked over a trash can, and the iron sheet rolled far away.

His peace was suddenly broken, and he was very irritable. After years of torture, his calm eyes were instantly bloodshot.

The muzzle of the gun pressed against the girl's throat and moved along the blood vessels. She was as holy and proud as a swan, with thick eyelashes under her eyes and a very long shadow.

When it hit the center of the clavicle, Cairo's eyes moved slightly, and his pupils shrank into needle points.

The finger on the trigger was bearing a thousand pounds of weight, and he couldn't press it down. The pair of sad eyes that had looked at him in front of the bed were so fragile that they couldn't resist a little wrinkle.

The pressure on the neck was cold and stinging. Mia's eyelashes trembled a few times and she opened her eyes. The man was staring at her with a fierce look, and his body was suspended above her.

This is the real Cairo.

Under the indifference is a tyrannical and crazy soul. If you remove that layer of frost-like shell, his heart is the raging fire of hell, which can burn people to ashes in an instant.

"Where is your necklace?"

The low and cold voice was like a knock on her heart.

"Ah!"

The dark shadow that suddenly approached drove away the tiny light, and the breath full of male hormones poured into her mouth, almost suffocating her like an invasion.

"Well..."

The corner of her mouth hurt, and the fishy smell flowed into her mouth. The first kiss mixed with saliva and blood was like a plunder.