Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

After singing the song, Penny said she wanted to continue.

Hadi first bowed pretentiously and said: "Thank you for your recognition, sister. It is my honor to sing for you. If I am lucky enough, I am willing to sing for you for the rest of my life."

"Clap clap clap!"

There was another round of applause, so intense that it seemed like pouring beans.

He took a quick glance and found that his sister's face had become even redder, and there was a hint of moisture in her eyes, as if she was completely obsessed.

Hadi said loudly: "As long as my sister likes it, I would sing to my death without hesitation."

Penny held the bottom edge of the window tightly: "Okay..."

Ron lifted Penny's legs and tucked them around his waist: "You sang very well, Penny is so lucky to have a brother like you."

Ever since he heard the second prince sing last time, he has developed a strange hobby. Listening to people singing while busy with work seems to be a good way to pass the time.

It feels like the attack speed and endurance have increased a lot. Is it an illusion?

Ron glanced at his own panel.

[Physique: 19 (+1)]

He actually added a little bit, it seems that being in a good mood really works, so Ron worked even harder.

At this stage, Penny's advantage of being delicate and pliable was revealed, and he could easily manipulate her into the state he wanted.

Hardy laughed and said, "Ba Ba, you are joking. It is my honor to have a sister like Penny. By the way, I will trouble you to catch the traitor. I hope you can pay more attention to it."

Ron, who was about to rush forward, said, "Okay, but now is not the time to talk business. Sing quickly. Your sister and I are waiting."

Hadi nodded and closed his eyes, pretending to be deep: "I heard that an actor came to the royal city, and it happened to be the Duke's daughter's big wedding..."

The not-so-pleasant song rang out again, along with Ron's applause.

Hardy kept singing and Ron kept clapping, but Penny just kept sobbing with her hand covering her mouth.

She seemed to be moved, and tears flowed out, moistening Ron's heart.

The singing lasted another half an hour, and Penny stopped only when Hardy's voice was almost hoarse.

"That's all for today, go and get some rest."

The sister's voice was so soft and crisp, and it felt like honey to Hardy's heart.

He swallowed to moisten his throat and said, "Can I sing for you again in the future?"

Penny stretched the curtains: "We'll talk about it next time."

"Oh!"

With the window closed, the sounds of the two worlds never intersected again.

“Hehehe, sister must be shy, I didn’t expect that such a proud woman like her would have a soft side.

Sure enough, my sister is much more interesting than those little girls. My sister would get angry and scold me, while those little girls would just cry and cry. It’s not interesting at all.”

Hardy walked towards another carriage with a silly smile, a pair of eyes burning with anger in the shadows were staring at him.

The war in the carriage was not over. As the fighting became more and more intense, Ron, who was worried that Penny would not be able to keep the fire under control, had to end the concert early.

This time Ron lay on Petunia's back, and a small mirror was placed in front of them.

"This is a magic prop worth a thousand gold coins. I made some arrangements in the carriage where Hardy lives, so that we can check the corresponding situation through this mirror."

In her softest voice, Penny explained to Ron the purpose of the small mirror.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hardy's figure appeared in the mirror.

"I'm so thirsty. If I had known that singing could win my sister's heart, why would I have done so many wrong things?"

Hardy sighed as he took a sip of tea, a smug smile on his face.

"Oh!"

The next second, a burly black shadow rushed into Hardy's carriage and knocked Hardy onto the bed with the force of thunder.

"Who?!"

Hardy groaned in pain; he felt like his bones were about to fall apart.

"Haha, I finally waited until today."

David sneered and locked the door of the carriage. As the "Lord God" said, no one noticed his actions.

Thanks to the existence of the soundproofing array, no one would notice what he did next.

"Are you my sister's cook?"

Hardy shrank back on the bed with a look of horror and said sternly: "I warn you to apologize to me immediately and get out. If you make me angry, I will kill your whole family.

Did you hear me? I am the son of Duke Lauster. Do you know the consequences of trespassing in a carriage?

If you want to make money, I can give you a hundred gold coins, but I hope you can get out of here right away after taking the money!"

"Hahaha, can money buy back my daughter?"

David's eyes were red. He jumped onto the bed without taking off his shoes and approached Hardy step by step: "I don't need money, I just want you to live a life worse than death."

As he spoke, he took out a brand new photo stone and placed it on the table. He would use this stone to record Hardy's tragic situation.

"Wait! We have no grudge against each other, why are you doing this to me?!"

Hardy's body trembled even more violently. It was the first time he was so close to the thugs.

"No grudges or hatred? No, a blood feud!"

David pulled at Hardy's pants and said, "Do you remember the little girl with green hair whom you bullied two years ago? She is my daughter. If she hadn't died, she would be fourteen years old today and would have grown into a big girl.

It's a pity that she was unlucky and met a beast like you. You not only played with her but also tortured and killed her. Since you like to play with others, I will let you have a taste of being played with today.

Don't worry, I won't hurt you, I won't leave wounds on your body... But I can leave wounds inside your body, hahahaha!"

"No! Don't do this! You are lying. I don't even know who the green-haired girl you are talking about is. You are slandering me!"

Hardy tried his best to guard his pants, but his efforts were no match for David's brute strength.

"Stab!"

His pants were torn to shreds.

"Don't you remember? It seems you've hurt a lot of girls. If that's the case, I'll help you recall it carefully."

David snorted coldly and locked Hardy's neck with his hands.

The feeling of suffocation was madly devouring Hardy's consciousness. He kept slapping David's arms and struggling frantically, with tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.

At this moment, he thought of the little girls and boys he had strangled to death. It turned out that the feeling they felt before they died was so despair.

The closer Hardy got to death, the more terrified he became. Unable to make a sound, he could only beg David for mercy using lip language: "Please let me go. As long as you let me go, I will give you anything."

David reduced the strength of his hand with a mocking look on his face: "Even if I ask you to kill Duke Lauster, will you be willing?"

Hadi: "Ahem...I..."

"Hmm?" David frowned and was about to exert force.

Hadi cried and said, "Wait a minute, I can promise you, as long as you don't kill me, I can do anything you want me to do, even killing my father. As long as it is something I can do, I will definitely do it."

He was afraid. He was afraid that he would be killed.

When a person is killed, he will die. Anyone can die, but you cannot die.

David spat on Hardy's face. "Oh, how embarrassing! I thought the legendary demons were so scary, but it turns out he's just a kid with a devil in his heart."

Hadi hugged David's legs and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I'm just a child, please let me go, I'm only sixteen years old, just a child."

David suppressed it: "Child? Then have you let my daughter go? She is younger than you, smart and well-behaved, and she is the real child.

Since you like singing, I will let you sing to your heart's content tonight!"

"No!"

Hardy cried, and he cried his heart out.

An hour later, Hardy huddled in the corner of the bed, hugging the quilt and shivering.

David put away the photo stone and said, "I don't want anyone else to know what happened today, especially your father and sister.

If it gets out, then everyone will know what happened tonight. What will your father think of you? What will your sister think of you?

I advise you to think it over carefully. I will come again tomorrow night, and you will need to pay for your sins for the rest of your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, David jumped off the carriage and drove away.

"Ahhh! I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Hardy broke down and cried, a feeling of despair filling his heart.

......

"Wow, I'm going to die. I'm really going to die..."

At the same time, Penny also started crying.

The difference is that the brother cried out of despair, while the sister cried out of joy.

And that small mirror had been thrown on the ground an hour ago.

(I’m very sorry, I mixed the two chapters together and forgot to separate them. If you encounter any problems, please refresh.)

Chapter 64: The Magical Uses of the Thousand-Faced Demon Tribe

"Huh? Why do you look so bad, Hadi? Did you not sleep well last night?"

The next morning, Ron saw Hardy, who looked depressed.

The latter was in a terrible condition at this time. Not only was his hair a mess like a bird's coop, but there were also several purple fingerprints on his arms. His walking posture was very unnatural and he limped.

"No...nothing, just insomnia."

Hardy avoided Ron's gaze. He must not let anyone else know about the embarrassing incident last night.

Especially he must not let his sister Penny know, otherwise he will never be able to hold his head up.

The thought of himself being brutally beaten by a 200-pound man made his heart ache.

He regrets it.

He regretted not killing the girl's family. If he had eradicated the problem earlier, nothing would have happened today.

"Insomnia? Small problem. I'm the best at curing insomnia. Do you need my help?"

Ron smiled and leaned against a tree. The convoy had traveled for seven hours last night and was currently undergoing repairs. It was expected that they would arrive at their destination in the afternoon.

The distance between the royal city and the mine is not far. It takes about two to three days to go back and forth. If a person attacks alone, this time can even be compressed to two days.

Of course, for Ron, the shorter the time spent, the better. The more time he spends on the road, the more attributes he loses.

Ultimately it was because of insufficient strength. If he had the strength of the seventh level, he would not be afraid of the approaching Holy Maiden of Light.

"No, no need!"

Hardy hurriedly distanced himself.

Ron waved his hand regretfully and said, "Is that so? That's a pity. By the way, your sister and I found clues about the traitor last night. If we're lucky, we can catch him today.

So you don't have to worry about safety. As Penny's best friend, I should help her protect her brother."

Hearing this, Hardy secretly glanced at the cook David who was preparing breakfast. He saw the latter grinning at him, and that smile was full of sarcasm.

Hardy, who couldn't close his eyes, turned around and shouted, "Don't do that."

Ron asked in confusion: "What's wrong, why don't you do it, what are you worried about, Hardy?"

"Don't ask too much. I have my own plans. I have a great use for this traitor. Catching him will affect my plan. Please believe me, I have found the suspect. Just give me some time and I can solve the problem perfectly."

Hardy gave a quick explanation.

He couldn't let Ron catch David, otherwise what was going on between them would be exposed.

At this time, he naively believed that he just needed to be patient and all problems would be solved when he returned home.

Hardy never expected that as a victim he would have to protect the abuser. He was so upset that he wanted to catch a few more children and kill them to vent his hatred.

Ron looked embarrassed: "Well...Okay, I trust your judgment."