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The strange posture was maintained for a while, but Peter couldn't hold on any longer. He used the numbness of his legs as an excuse to escape from Nathan's palm. Even though he wanted to pat his face very much now, he still pretended not to look too embarrassed. It was all natural (Peter was actually feeling pretty bad).

They came to an agreement—in fact, it was Nathan who was putting on the airs of an adult and insisting on persuading Peter to do something, of course, according to his wishes.

But I am also an adult, Peter just thinks about it, he can't refuse his brother's care and love (in fact, sometimes he will refuse, for example, Nathan always finds him to "talk" to him from time to time recently), because he has no other choice, Pei Li chose to compromise with his brother.

Although he wasn't sure that was a good idea, Nathan was inevitably taken aback when he saw the two paintings (this is what Peter guessed, because Nathan always kept his composure at all times) ), he blinked to see Nathan's expression, but couldn't quite see why, so Peter stopped talking, he realized that it was not simple.

Nathan wants him to stay home and leave the painting in his hands - how is that possible, if Peter wants to he will swear to change to his brother's surname (no joke, not a disadvantage though) .

Although Peter disagreed, Nathan Perry's attitude was obviously more determined. He didn't know what happened to Nathan, and he never backed down on this matter. Peter always felt that he was very busy, and indeed he always sent most of the The time was spent on work, but now he actually wanted to find Morehand in person, and he didn't even let himself go with him.

Peter was at a loss. He regretted that he was so reckless and emotionally took out the painting. He was not sure whether the things he drew with superpowers could be reproduced. The most worried thing was that Nathan would throw away the painting.

Then Peter Perry ran downstairs in a hurry, alternating legs as fast as he could, and then trotted towards the door. He took the shoes from the shoe cabinet as fast as he could and put them on. , As soon as he unscrewed the door, he rushed out.

"Nathan, Nathan, Nathan..."

Peter was talking to himself. When he was already walking on the street and started to find where Nathan was going, he found it too difficult, even though Peter was taking small steps while turning his body and head back and forth Look, he still couldn't see Nathan's figure.

He didn't even know whether Nathan got into a taxi or turned into an alley and couldn't find his way. After walking for a while, Peter found that this was not an option at all, so he decided to reach out and stop a taxi. Whatever Nathan was doing, he made up his mind to go to Morehand first.

But something was wrong, he should have noticed it from the very beginning, instead of waiting for a coincidence to see half of the profile of the man driving in front before he realized his trouble was coming, but Peter was absolutely sure that he saw it before. His face was completely unfamiliar, but now—this is not a taxi driver at all, if he had to tell who he was, that guy was clearly Sierra who had been hiding by his side for a long time!

My goodness is that Sierra? !Peter's brain short-circuited for an instant, but it was an instant, and he began to force himself to calm down (even though he was still nervous), Peter looked away and pretended not to notice Sela, hoping that the other party would not notice anything strange.

Did he do it on purpose, he must have been too anxious to find Nathan just now, but why did he appear here, what is he doing here... Peter had one question after another in his mind, he tried his best to save all useless questions first, Because now it is clear that the most important thing to worry about is your own safety-in the same closed space as Serra, with the steering wheel in his hands, and now this road is not the only way to get to Morhand's house.

Peter let out a few breaths in his heart. Apart from cursing bad luck, he was ready to open the car door and jump out—three, two...

Before Yi's preparations came out in his heart, the car made a sharp turn and stopped in an extremely narrow alley. When Peter found that the door next to him was blocked by a wall and could not be opened. It seemed that it was too late, Sera came in from the other side and grabbed his clothes and arms trying to drag him out (of course the people inside didn't want to go out), Peter pushed Sera's stretched hand, almost in the narrow compartment There was a mess, and there were occasional murmurs of curses, but only until Sela raised her right index finger to Peter's Adam's apple.

"Damn it...!" Peter's voice was almost squeezed out of his throat. He didn't know what Sera wanted to do. After all, that guy had opened many people's heads. Even if he had the ability to heal himself, he didn't want to wipe it off. There is brain matter that may be left on the forehead, and it is disgusting to think about it.

"Long time no see Peter," Sera's fingers rested on Peter's Adam's apple, as if threatening to submit, "Is it an accident, the taxi driver's body is behind you, in the trunk of the car, because he is too noisy, you know —I don't like killing people at random."

Oh but you're always thinking about taking superpowers from innocent people!As for those who were killed for no reason, they used "they were too in the way" to prevaricate and explain, Peter said in his heart, of course he didn't say it, which made him look like he was about to surrender on the surface: "You're going to To kill Mohand, it's incredible that I met you halfway and stopped you from killing him?"

This is a bold guess, Sera raised her eyebrows, then got into the car with a bowed body and roughly dragged Peter out, regardless of whether the other party was hit by the iron door on the thigh during the process, and then pressed Peter. Holding Peter's chest, he pressed him against the car door.

"Why kill Morhand, he is my loyal intelligence agent."

Peter stopped talking, he felt that his heart rate was not normal (not the kind in love because he saw his sweetheart), and he didn't want to talk nonsense with Sela except for frowning in silent protest——after thoroughly understanding the other party's before the intention.

"You must be curious about what I'm here for," Sera held him down, but put the other hand in his pocket leisurely, and the whole person seemed to be chatting, "Take your ability? Of course, but not only Yes, you are an important man Peter, I only found out later, so I invited you as a guest and drove you to my house in the car."

It's so good, Peter wanted to give him a blank look: "Just because you can't kill me now, where do you want to catch me, imprison me and threaten Morehand to tell you the location of the others, or hand Jasmine directly to me?" you."

Sera wanted to answer, but Peter had already pushed him away and bumped him hard with his shoulder, and began to flee towards the outside of the small alley, but before he could run a few steps, he was rushed up by Sera from behind He strangled his neck in the back, and had no choice but to stretch out his hands while struggling indiscriminately while trying to break his hands, but Sera simply pulled Peter's arm from above, and at the same time, as a reward for the previous impact—— Sela directly unloaded his right arm.

"Tsk! Damn let go!"

Peter gasped and yelled, his right shoulder hurt so badly, and his left hand couldn't use the strength, he couldn't even see how (or where) the bad guy behind him pulled out the tape to break his left hand off and The right hands are tied together.

Peter tried to kick him, but Selah pushed him straight into the brick wall. It was so merciless that Peter felt like he couldn't breathe, his chest was squeezed and uncomfortable, and Selah's head slowly When it got to Peter's neck, for a moment Peter thought he was going to kiss his cheek (then he was sickened by the thought), and it turned out that Serra was just grabbing him with bone-breaking strength and leaning towards him. He purposely breathed in his ear and spoke slowly.

"I'll make you beg me to tear your skin off and don't stop. Surely you wouldn't lie to me about those few simple questions, right Peter, just like you've always been so good in front of your brother."

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