Benson and Melissa are an existing bond, which cannot be broken. He can only find a way to make up for it in the future... Klein suddenly felt heavy and couldn't help sighing.

The longer you leave home, the more you can feel the melancholy in the dead of night.

He instantly lost interest in admiring beautiful ladies, put down the magazine in his hand, and picked up a novel instead.

""Storm Mountain Villa", author, Fors Wall." Klein read out the main content of the cover.

The peaceful late night, the faint yellow light, and a book with a cover reminded him of the days when he rented books when he was a child, so he read it nostalgic.

The novel "Storm Mountain Villa" tells the story of Ms. Sissy, who is 1.65 meters tall and weighs 98 pounds, and enters the Frius Mountain Villa as a tutor.

"1 pound is about 1 catty... Is this the Jane Eyre from another world?" Klein stroked the comfortable paper with his fingers, guessing about the follow-up content.

However, when he thought it was a romance novel, an "evil spirit" appeared behind it. When he believed it was a ghost novel, Ms. Sissy blew herself up as a detective and gave a gorgeous reasoning.

When Klein felt that there was nothing wrong with this detective story, the hero was hit hard on the head, lost his memory, and began a tear-jerking plot.

"...It's still a romance novel in the end." Klein closed the book and took a sip of coffee with a headache.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fierce knocking sound suddenly resounded, echoing in the dim and quiet corridor, and echoing in the ground where there were almost no other people.

Klein was startled, and his spirit suddenly tensed up.

Instinctively, he took out the revolver from the gun pocket under his arm, adjusted the magazine and the trigger, and walked slowly towards the door, looking for the source of the sound.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

boom! boom! boom!

The slapping became more and more violent. Klein followed the prestige and saw the black iron door with the seven holy emblems painted on it.

"The voice from behind Chanis' door?" He narrowed his eyes, his heart beating like a drum.

boom! boom! boom!

Klein saw the Chanis Gate shaking slightly, and felt the majestic force it was bearing.

"No way... something happened to me on the first day I was on duty here? Did I have more unlucky physique after crossing?" Klein's right hand holding the handle of the gun broke out in cold sweat.

But soon, he remembered the captain's advice: No matter what sounds you hear, no matter what happens, don't open the Chanis Gate unless it is opened from the inside.

Um, is this normal? Klein immediately calmed down a lot.

boom! boom! boom! bang! bang! bang! The movement behind the Chanis gate was getting louder and louder, but the heavy black iron gate only shook, and no other abnormalities appeared.

"It's really normal, it scared me to death..." Klein whispered, and was about to return to the guard room.

At this moment, he heard a piercing rubbing sound, and saw the Chanis door opening heavily, opening a gap!

tie!

In a voice that was so jerky that it made people's teeth ache, Klein's eyes that were almost frozen saw a figure. It was about the forearm height of an adult, ordinary man, wearing a black, elegant, and miniature court dress. Visibly stained.

It has a not-so-refined face, with dark eyes and a tightly pursed mouth. JrNovels.com