"I tell where that thing is ... don't kill me ... don't kill me. Novel." Jesse cried in horror.

Nader's tone shuddered her.

She had seen the horrors of Nader and others for a long time.

The killings that Nader made at the Norton Simon Museum were vivid.

She had long regretted her reckless and stupid behavior.

Why didn't I just listen to Reza.

"Of course I won't kill you," Nader said with a smile.

Jesse looked up at Nader: "Really?"

"Of course, because I don't have the right to decide, only my boss has the right to decide your life and death."

Jesse was taken into the hall, which was large and very different in shape.

Jesse's legs were weak, which reminded her of the Paranormal Society headquarters she had been to.

She was taken to a room inside, which looked like an office.

The curtains in the room were all closed, and a man could be seen sitting on the front desk.

It was just not clear what the man looked like.

"Girl, are you taking my things?"

"I ... I just picked it ..." Jesse looked at Bonal in horror.

"Relax, don't be nervous, I just want to get my things back." Bonal's tone was very gentle.

Jesse's heart lightened and he slowly relaxed.

"So tell me now, where is the thing."

"In my house, there is a dark grid behind the door," Jesse said.

"Nard, go and see." Bonal stood up, holding a bottle of red wine and a goblet: "Come on a glass of wine, relax a little, as long as you get my things, you are free."

Jesse took the glass and took a sip of wine.

Compared to Nader, Bonal felt much better for her.

"Come, sit down, don't be so nervous." Bonal pulled over Jesse.

Jesse sat next to Bonal, and Bonal's hand fumbled gently over Jesse.

"You still look nervous."

Jesse has tried to relax as much as possible.

But the environment was too dim, so she couldn't relax completely.

"Do you think it's too dark here?" Bonal asked softly.

Jesse nodded slightly, the man was too empathetic.

Bonal snapped his fingers, and the light in the room suddenly turned on.

"Okay, it's on now."

Jesse looked up at Bonal, but the next moment, she panicked: "Ah ..."

Half of Bonal's face is not a human face at all.

That half of the face is simply a demon with blue-faced fangs.

Even Bonal's voice sounded twisted and weird at Jesse.

"Are you really like other women, is appearance so important?"

Jesse sat on the ground in shock, curled up in the corner.

"You ... you ... what the **** are you?"

"What am I? It should be a demon." Bonal said with a smile, stood up, turned on a wall of lights, then a wall was opened, and a hidden doorway appeared

Bonal turned to look at Jesse: "Don't you come in and see?"

Jesse just wanted to flee here at the moment, but Bonal obviously didn't do what she wanted.

Jesse trembled behind Bonal.

There are many portraits hanging on the walls in this passage.

Every portrait is like Bonar, half a human face, half a devil's face.

"As you can see, these are my ancestors, this is my father, this is my grandpa ..." Bonal, like several Jiazhens, constantly introduced his family members.

However, when walking to the last painting, Jesse found that the portrait hanging on the wall was a completely demon face.

"This is my grandpa's grandpa's grandpa." Bonal said: "He is the only person who has succeeded in restoring the blood flow of the family. According to my genealogical records, he has lived 300 years old, from 14 The end of the century lived to the beginning of the eighteenth century. "

Jesse looked at Bonal tremblingly, and Bonal shrugged.

"I want to restore my blood, I want to live 300 years like him."

Bonal took Jesse further down the aisle.

At this time, a ring-shaped abyss appeared in front of Jesse.

Just then, Bonal's phone rang.

"Boss, there are only the Mayan golden sword and the Greek silver cup of prayer."

"You seem to be hiding something from me," Bonal said.

Jesse looked at Bonal in horror: "The Rings of Romans and the Copper Cone of Nosimara are in the hands of others, not mine."

"In whose hands?"

"In the hands of a girl named Retha." Jesse said.

Facing Bonal, Jesse told him what he knew without reservation.

"Very well, you are a good girl." Bonal smiled with satisfaction, and said to Nader on the other side of the phone, "Did you hear that? Go and find the girl named Risa."

Bonal stood by the abyss: "My family has a tradition. As long as the family members die, they will throw their bodies into this abyss."

"This ... what's under this?"

"This is the closest place to hell. This is the gate of **** built by my family." Bonal said, "But this gate of **** can only enter, not out. The ancestors hope to return to **** after death. , So plunge into this gate of hell. "

Jesse didn't dare to approach, but Bonal caught Jesse's neck.

"What are you going to do? Don't ... don't ..." Jesse struggled, but she couldn't get away.

Bonal grabbed Jesse's neck and hung her over the abyss.

"The Lord of the Abyss, I offer you a sacrifice in the name of Bonal Tallo, and may you accept my loyalty and gifts."

Bonal let go of his hand, and Jesse fell into the abyss as Jesse screamed.

Hate, fear, anger ...

Bonal took a deep breath: "What a strong emotion is really irresistible."

...

Retha opened the door and just stepped into the door. The door behind her was suddenly closed.

Immediately after the muzzle of a gun was pointing at Retha.

Opposite Joe Baller was covering his mouth, a man covered him, and the other held a gun at Joe Baller's head.

Nader looked at Risa: "Hello, is your name Risa?"

Rutha secretly said in a bad voice.

Because she had recognized them, these were the robbers who attacked the Norton Simon Museum.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Let go of the teacher."

"You took one of my things," said Nader. "Don't deny that your associates have already accounted for the things that are here for you."

Jesse? Reza understood immediately.

And don't think about it carefully, she already guessed that Jesse must not hold back and sell her things.

That's why these people found her here.

Reza regretted that she actually found a stupid woman like Jesse to cooperate with.