Chapter 629 628. Wine on foot

   Emma found herself at the center of a feast.

   She forgot which banquet it was, but it didn't matter, Emma had attended many banquets, and this was just one of them.

   Sitting on a chair with a red wine glass in her hand, Emma took a sip of something fragrant and watched the dancers dancing, and she enjoyed it.

Since childhood, Emma has received a wealthy education. Her father, Browning, inherited part of the family business. Before Emma was born, Browning was already quite rich. Emma grew up with a golden key. , never know what poverty is.

In fact, in the abandoned capital, it is not difficult for the rich to make money. As long as they have a certain amount of savings, wealth can create wealth. For example, Browning has some properties, which he rents out to earn income on weekdays. When the real estate appreciates, he can sell the house directly. Some speculators are aware of this, and directly ask the rich to borrow money or lend money. After buying the real estate, use the rent to pay the interest or wait for the house price to appreciate and sell it to pay off the debt. Money can be regarded as a white wolf with empty gloves.

   And Emma, ​​she doesn't need to use these brains, as long as she gives the money to people she trusts, they will naturally use Emma's money to make money.

  Emma never considered what it would be like to be in poverty.

   She looked at the men in suits and leather shoes, picking out a partner who was going to spend the night together.

   "The height is good, but I don't like the beard. Why do men always like unshaven beards and think it's mature?"

   "This one looks good and I like it, but he is too short. Why is he so confident?"

   "This person has a good figure and looks, but I can't compliment him on his alcoholic look, can't he be a little more elegant?"

   "This person is good. I haven't experienced such a young guy for a long time recently. I hope he can leave me with a good experience."

  Thinking of this, Emma got up and came to the target she was looking for.

It was a young man in his early twenties. He was tall, not thin, handsome, and had been very restrained from the beginning. He was not like many guests at a banquet who would make rhetoric by drinking alcohol and want to show his own personality. opinion.

   "You're drinking here alone on such a beautiful night?"

   asked Emma.

  The young man looked at the red wine in his glass seriously, but didn't pay attention to Emma at first.

   When Emma felt a little weird and was about to remind the other party, the young man called out.

"I found it."

   he said.

"what have you found?"

   Emma asked, she followed the other side's line of sight, but there was only red wine in the glass.

   "It is said that good wine needs to be stepped on by a girl's soft feet. The fineness of this red wine is excellent, and it must have been stepped on by a beautiful woman."

   The young man looked at the red liquid in the cup and said solemnly.

"what?"

   Emma didn't quite understand what he was doing with these words at such a time.

   And the red wine you stepped on is disgusting when you hear it!

   She looked at her half-drinking glass and felt the urge to vomit.

   "In a different way of thinking, for female users, is it possible to design a handsome boy to step on the grapes and brew wine for women?"

   The young man looked at Emma again.

"what?"

  Emma was completely messed up.

   At this moment, Emma felt that the young man in front of her looked familiar.

   She saw the young man smiling at herself, and suddenly, her mouth opened wide.

   The man's mouth expanded to the limit, and it was still growing. Emma saw the corner of the man's mouth being torn open, and blood spattered.

   She was motionless, and the stench and the smell of blood rushed to her face, making Emma even the last bit of desire to escape was wiped out.

  When people are extremely frightened, they can't even make a scream.

After Emma watched the **** mouth helplessly, the human beings in the formal gowns in the banquet suddenly split their clothes and turned into monsters. , Emma wakes up with the most intense pain.

   "It's a dream."

   Emma gasped, sweat made her hair cling to her cheeks, she then recalled that the guy who had been talking about stepping on red wine was Lu Bian! !

  This man, if he is not polite during the day, he even causes him nightmares at night!

  Emma, ​​who was still immersed in the dream, suddenly felt some words ringing in her ears. The words were just like what she said, layer upon layer, if there was nothing, it echoed in her mind.

   "Their goal is inheritance, they want to take what belongs to you!"

   "They'll leave you with nothing, all your present wealth will be taken away, and you'll be thrown down the dirty sewers to feed the dogs!"

   "That detective, all he shows is to deceive you, he is the most evil one, and he wants to treat you all as sacrifices!"

   "The dead have already appeared, and they still ignore them. This is what he did. You are the next target!"

   "Resist, you have to resist, you can't wait like this, take up arms, and kill them before they kill you!!"

At first, Emma wondered if it was the confusion of her thoughts after she had a nightmare, but as the words kept repeating, these words were like Emma's own will, and she became more and more convinced that it was her thoughts, and she found it in the drawer. Exquisite lady revolver, confirmed bullets, ready to go out and kill those who covet their inheritance.

   As soon as the door was opened, Emma saw the maid guarding the door.

   "Miss Emma."

   The maid saw the revolver in Emma's hand, and her face changed greatly with fright. She tried to stop it, but her body did not move.

   At this moment, some kind of illusory, layered voice sounded in the maid's ears at the same time.

   "She wants to kill you, these shameless rich people, they not only want to exploit your labor, but also take your life, they have no such power!"

   "Do you remember your mother at home, you can't die here, this stupid woman is not worth holding so much wealth, kill them all, you can take all the inheritance and fly away!"

   "She's about to shoot, are you still here waiting to die? Don't you even have the courage to resist?"

  The maid listened to the babble and felt that her whole body was full of power. She stepped forward and blocked Emma.

"Step aside!"

   Emma let out a roar, and the volume frightened even herself, but soon, Emma understood everything through the "heart" in her ear.

   "Even you want to take my property?"

   Her eyes were red.

  The sound of gunshots sounded in the Rainstorm Villa.

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   was called downstairs to test nucleic acid, and the second one will be later

   (end of this chapter)