In order to cut off all the clues that could trace Zorn and the others, Zorn did not hesitate to destroy the two gangs he secretly controlled, he did not hesitate to destroy the knights trained with a lot of money, and he did not hesitate to kill everyone who had seen him.

Just because I'm afraid the masons will.

Simon was puzzled, but he was willing to believe Zorn.

The shadow ghost walked out of the room, the blood-stained knight's sword was dripping with blood, and the whole room was full of dead people. It was so tragic.

"Let's go, there are still a few people who need to be silenced." Zorn's face was expressionless and extremely cold.

Together with him, Simon killed several bosses and bartenders in the bar who had met him, and then quickly left the downtown area.

The carriage that brought Simon earlier was hidden not far from the junction of Lower City. They quickly got on the carriage and headed straight to the outer city.

The carriage stopped on a street far away from Simon's house. Zorn walked out and heard a muffled sound outside. He knew that the coachman had been killed.

Simon frowned but said nothing.

The coachman's body was dragged in, and Zorn wiped the dagger on the coachman's clothes.

"I'll get off here."

"Okay, I will destroy this person too." Zorn nodded.

Zorn sat in the driver's seat, looked at Simon, and said seriously.

"This thing is put in your hands first. You can't open it. Simon, we are on the same boat now. The most important thing is integrity. I hope you can understand."

Simon said: "Don't worry, I won't give up Patricia's channel. As long as you don't break your trust in me, I won't break my trust in you either."

"I believe you." Zorn nodded.

He couldn't beat Simon again and again, and he couldn't help it if he didn't believe it.

The two parted ways, and Simon went straight home. Nothing unusual happened on the way, and he returned home smoothly. Shadow Ghost had returned long ago and was already in the basement.

Go straight to the basement, open the secret compartment in the basement, put the boxes captured tonight and bury them.

He wasn't really that trustworthy. If he could open the box secretly, he would want to see what was inside first.

The great treasure of the Murkdo family, even the Masons, who Simon had never heard of but could scare Zorn to the point of killing people on a large scale, were involved in it.

The contents of this box are absolutely precious.

If you're not curious, it's fake.

However, the lock on the box is very complicated. It looks like it was specially made. It is not easy to open. It would be embarrassing if Patricia and the others found out about it. He really needs Patricia's channels to give him.

Providing training resources and not wanting to create a gap between the two parties, fortunately, let it go.

After burying the box, Shadow Ghost integrated into his body, locked the basement, and lay down on the sofa.

He was not in a good mood. He had killed too many people tonight, forget about those gangsters from the Mokdo family.

Many of those who were originally on the same front died because of him and were killed by his own hands for their own safety.

He is kind, but sometimes very selfish. He cannot be tolerant and forgive others like a good person, nor can he feel at ease like a bad person. People like him are the most awkward.

The old cat seemed to feel Simon's low mood, and jumped on the sofa to cuddle up next to him. The cat's paws rippled the music box in his arms, and the music box played melodious songs.

"You will enjoy it." Simon smiled and stroked the old cat. Recently, he discovered that the old cat would take the music box with him wherever he went, so he asked Simon to make a small hanging bag for it to hang on its body.

And it is quite good at playing with the music box. Every night, Simon can hear the singing of the music box coming from downstairs.

Simon did not suspect that there was something wrong with the music box, because the old cat was too smart. In his eyes, the old cat had become a spirit and could not be treated as a cat. Simon could understand all its behaviors that ordinary people considered strange and strange.

, and take it for granted.

The three dogs also ran over to join in the fun, lying under the sofa, and the three dog heads looked at Simon, looking cute and cute.

Only the big white mouse was locked in the cage, with its head shrunk and its small eyes wary of Simon and the others.

I don’t know if he consumed too much mental energy tonight, but Simon just fell asleep on the sofa.

The old cat and three dogs snuggled around, surprisingly not making a fuss, and fell asleep one after another.

The three dogs, who had been quiet all night, started to have fun in the morning. The robber grabbed Simon's trouser leg and dragged him off the sofa, suddenly waking Simon up.

Simon's face was very ugly. The robber had already hid at the door and looked at him stupidly. Simon picked up his slippers and threw them at him. The robber quickly dodged away.

"Robber, you're dead."

The robber raised his paw and pointed at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten o'clock. No wonder these three dogs were so noisy. They were hungry.

Simon put down his slippers and walked into the kitchen with an unhappy face, cursing.

"Aren't you guys very smart? You don't know how to cook for yourself when you're hungry."

Sangou looked at Simon as if he were a fool, and looked at each other as if to say, is their shit shoveler stupid? How could he say such stupid things without thinking.

After a while, the fragrant meat came out. The three dogs sat in a row with their tongues sticking out, waiting to be fed.

The old cat walked slowly to his food bowl with his little hanging bag hanging on it.

The big white mouse smelled the scent and walked around in the cage, making noises to attract Simon's attention.

"It's your fault, stop barking." Simon kicked the cage to shut it up.

Simon was upset by the robbers, and the big white mouse was asking for it.

After getting rid of the three dogs, one cat and the big white mouse, Simon sat at the dining table hiding a bowl of rice, poured himself a glass of milk, and ate slowly.

A family of five plus an outsider was having breakfast.

Simon drank milk and read a book while eating. Simple, leisurely and exquisite, this is the beautiful life Simon dreams of.

But the sound of the three dogs and the big white mouse gobbling up and snoring broke the beauty.

Lost scene!

Simon put down the book angrily.

Before they finished eating, Little Rachel and Daim ran over to visit the big white mouse. After not seeing each other for a night, it was like they hadn't seen each other for a year. Simon was speechless for a while when they greeted the big white mouse and asked him about his welfare.

The three dogs looked at Simon resentfully, as if to say, look at their shit-sweeper, and then look at you, don't you feel ashamed?

Simon raised his hand, and Sangou immediately lowered his head and continued eating.

"Xiao Ruiqier, you can't pamper it like this. You must be strict, otherwise it will be disobedient." Simon said.

"But Xiaobai is still young, he is still a baby." Xiao Ruiqier said confidently.

Is there such a big baby?

It eats several times more than you in one meal.

Simon explained the truth to Little Ruiqi'er, who kept nodding her head, but from time to time she fed the big white mouse a drink of water, which went in one ear and out the other.

Well, Simon might as well stop talking.

None of them were obedient.

"Brother Simon, I also want a little robber." Dem ran to Simon and looked at him expectantly.

"Don't you have a silly dog?"
Chapter completed!