Chapter 223

The red candle on the golden candlestick is burning, taking care of the ambiguous red in the restaurant.

Mrs. Smith, who had changed her clothes and painted light makeup, came slowly. The face was already flushed because of drinking before. Now it looks more charming and attractive under the candlelight.

The "Smith" was almost staring out of his eyes. He hurried forward, politely helped Jane sit down, and then poured her a glass of red wine.

Jane gave him a charming white look: "I have drunk a lot in the restaurant, and now you let me drink. What do you want to do?"

"Smith" was a little excited and rubbed his hands: "nothing. Celebrate."

"Old husband and wife, what's there to celebrate?"

"Celebrate our true honesty tonight!"

"Smith" puns.

Jane naturally understood, stared at "Smith" and picked up her glass: "cheers!"

"Smith" quickly raised his glass: "cheers!"

Jane took the glass to her mouth and just wanted to drink it. Suddenly she remembered something. She frowned and asked, "where did you pack the steak?"

Looking at Jane putting down her glass, "Smith" flashed a trace of disappointment in his eyes and said with a smile, "the Michelin restaurant closest to our house."

Jane shook her head and said, "I've told you how many times that restaurant is not authentic. You have to go to the barbecue shop on 13th Avenue to eat steak."

"Smith" smiled slightly embarrassed: "it's not on the way."

Jane also laughed, got up, picked up the red wine, went to Smith and said with a smile, "it's my turn to pour you a glass of wine tonight."

"Let's have a drink first. It's not too late for you to pour the wine."

"Smith" smiled.

"Yes, look at me. I've drunk too much."

Jane patted her forehead and put the red wine on the table. Intentionally or unintentionally, she put it too close to the side. As soon as she let go, the red wine tilted off the table.

"Smith" shouted and hurriedly reached out to reach it, but how could he grasp it? He could only watch the wine bottle fall onto the carpet.

Scarlet liquid flowed from the wine bottle and soaked the white carpet as if blood were spreading.

"Smith": "..."

Jane: "

The two men looked at each other, and time seemed to solidify at this moment. But a moment later, they got up at the same time and walked to the other rooms.

"I'll get the rag!"

"I'll get the mop!"

Jianfei rushed to the second floor, closed the bedroom door, leaned on the door and stared at the window.

Who was that man just now?

Though they as like as two peas, they feel the same habit, but the feeling and the medicine in the red wine...

He is definitely not his husband!

Jane clenched her teeth, opened her wardrobe, threw out the clothes piled up inside, opened the dark grid at the lower level, and pulled out a shotgun from inside.

At the same time, "Smith" downstairs is opening a dark box hidden behind the portrait and taking out the pistol hidden inside according to his copied memory. Put on the magazine, screw on the silencer, then load it, open the safety, and then carefully search other rooms.

"Honey, where are you?"

"Smith" with fierce eyes flashing, walked forward cautiously and shouted calmly.

Through his copied memory, he knew that Jane was not an ordinary woman, but he didn't expect that Jane could see through her disguise.

Since she mastered the ability of deformation, no woman has been able to see through herself in such a short time.

This woman... Is so interesting and awesome.

"Smith"... No, now it can be called a deformation monster. Its tongue greedily licks the corners of its mouth. It has a stronger desire for Jane.

Through the main and guest hall, through the corridor, and finally to the staircase next to the restaurant. The deformation monster just wanted to look at it. Suddenly, his heart moved. He picked up a small mirror next to him and carefully stretched it out to see it.

As a result, he clearly saw the mirror. Jane squatted on the stairs with a huge shotgun in her hand.

"Fark!"

The deformed monster turned around and ran away. He only heard the "roar" gunfire. The walls were blasted out of holes the size of a bowl by a powerful shotgun.

"Damn it, Jane, what are you doing?"

While running away, the troll didn't forget to try to confuse Mrs. Smith.

"Those who go to NIMA say, who are you and where has my husband gone?"

Jane roared as she pursued him.

"I'm Smith. I'm your husband!"

"Fark squid!"

The deformed monster's answer was shot more violently.

Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Smith lived in a large villa. The deformation monster just bent over and turned quickly for a few circles, and got rid of Jane's pursuit.

Seeing that she had lost the trace of the deformation monster, Jane bit her teeth and quickly refilled the shotgun with bullets. In a short fight, she has realized that this fake is far inferior to the real Smith in both reaction and shooting.

But this guy is extremely cunning. He dares to play hide and seek in his own house, and he also has incredible camouflage ability. He must not take it lightly.

With a bang, the light suddenly went out.

Jane reached out and pressed the switch a few times. Seeing that there was no response, she guessed that it was the fake who cut off the main line of the villa.

Jane became more cautious. In order to prevent her from making a noise, she simply walked slowly on the floor barefoot.

In the villa shrouded in darkness, Jane and the deformation monster, like two experienced hunters, sneak silently in the dark, looking for each other's weaknesses and trying to kill each other!

However, the deformation monster moves in the dark, which is much easier than Jane. Its eyes were emitting a faint white light in the dark.

Soon he found Jane's trace, but considering the shotgun in the other party's hand, he didn't want to kill her before he enjoyed it.

So the deformation monster picked up a porcelain bottle cover used for decoration on the cabinet and threw it out.

"Ding... PA!"

The crash of the porcelain cover reverberated in the villa.

Jane frowned slightly, suddenly turned the muzzle of the gun and fired at the opposite side of the sound.

The wall around the deformation monster immediately opened a big hole, and the gun flew close to its scalp, which scared the deformation monster to snap to the ground.

"This cunning woman!"

At this moment, the deformation monster felt that his back clothes were wet. If Jane's muzzle fell another inch, her sky cover would be lifted.

Although he is a monster, he is dead if he is shot in the head.

The deformation monster clings to the floor and listens that there is no follow-up gun repair. His eyes turn quickly and his mouth opens with a painful groan: "Jane, help... Help me..."

Listening to the voice as like as two peas in her husband, Jane's heart is like a knife. Although reason told her that the opposite was a fake, women... Feelings are always above reason.

"Damn bastard, say, where's my husband?"

Jane came with a gun, but around the corner, the floor mountain was empty. She was slightly stunned and suddenly remembered something. Just when she wanted to raise the muzzle of the gun, the deformation monster jumped off the ceiling and kicked Jane out.

With a dull hum, Jane flew five or six meters in the air and directly knocked open the kitchen door. His eyes were black and his chest was hot. I didn't know where the shotgun had flown.

The deformer's foot almost broke her ribs.

But Jane still bite teeth to stand up, pull out a western style kitchen knife, pointing to the deformation of slowly coming in.

"Playing with knives? I like it! "

The deformed monster smiled grimly, also pulled out a bright dagger and danced flexibly at his fingertips: "don't worry, little baby, I'll peel off your skin bit by bit with this knife in a moment!"