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Volume 2 The Long Road Chapter 93 Conspiracy

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    "It's unbelievable, it's you!" Constance endured the pain of the palm of his right hand being pierced, gritted his teeth, and spat out a few words from between his teeth.

    "Yes, it's me. Hello, my most admired Miss Constance, I'm back to rescue you at this last moment." Crawford's smiling face appeared in front of Constance's eyes. Crawford  De squatted in front of Constance as if he still had something to say. His right hand was still holding his own sword that was inserted into Constance's palm. He turned it in a circle, and a ball of meat appeared in the middle of Constance's palm.  .

    "It hurts." The pain stimulated his brain, and the wound kept bleeding. Constance almost fell into dizziness, feeling like the world was spinning and everything in front of him became blurry.

    "Oh, I didn't expect you to be so surprised. It seems that I am very good at acting, or does it mean that our Miss Constance never thought that there would be such a traitor around her?" Crawford looked at it with a smile.  Constance's pained expression.

    "Sure enough, I haven't thought about it," Crawford caught a hint of confusion and confusion from Constance's brows. "It seems that she still hasn't realized how to be the eldest lady of a so-called big family."

    "What do you mean?" Constance became more and more confused as she listened. After thinking about it for a long time, she found no reason for Crawford to deal with her.

    "Oh, it seems that Miss Constance is really confused. If you die in such a daze, all my hard work will be wasted." Crawford held his head with his right hand, looking helpless.

    "Then please tell me why, Mr. Crawford." Constance also saw that Crawford wanted to kill him, but he was not planning to do it yet. Fortunately, he was delaying time and thinking about ways to escape.  .

    "First of all, Miss Constance Rollins, please call me by my full name, Crawford Carlos." Crawford straightened his short black hair and said solemnly.

    ¡°Carlos¡­Carlos¡­¡± Constance kept repeating this last name, feeling a little familiar and trying to evoke memories related to it.

    "Hey, it seems that Miss Constance really can't remember it. Grandpa is right. You Rollins family members are indeed a little arrogant!"

    "I remember, you are a member of the Carlos family, known as the largest family in Lockark." After listening to Crawford's words, Constance suddenly recalled the cocktail party not long ago, and then the answer came out.

    "I remember, the so-called eldest lady of the Rollins family." Crawford put on a contemptuous smile, as if the word Rollins was not worth mentioning in front of him.

    "So-called?"

    "Isn't that so-called?" Crawford's contemptuous tone became more serious, "It's just three generations. With good luck, a few good hunters have emerged. Compared to us Carlos, the accumulation of ten generations, you  They're just nouveau riche, so, if it weren't for the sake of face, my grandpa wouldn't bother to care about you nouveau riche."

    "Aren't you looking down on us? Then why are you doing this?" Constance listened to Crawford's taunts while staring at the sword inserted in the palm of his right hand.

    Crawford clapped his hands and said in a helpless tone: "We don't want to talk to you, but we didn't expect that you upstarts are so lucky. Talented hunters appear one after another. Your father is well protected by the family, and we have no chance to secretly  You want to do it in an honest and upright manner, but you are afraid of damaging the family's reputation. Fortunately, your unlucky father died in some small place, otherwise we would have troubled us to do it ourselves."

    Crawford looked listless and fiddled with the blood-stained collar around Constance's neck. "There is no room for an eleventh level hunter here in Lockark. Oh no, it should be said that Rawlins cannot accommodate ten level hunters."  A first-class hunter.¡±

    Constance remained silent. To be honest, she had no awareness of being the eldest lady of a certain family, and had almost zero sense of identity. Regarding family fights, she felt more like the Hong Kong TV series she had seen in her previous life.  Out of reach.

    Seeing Constance's silence, Crawford's hand slid down Constance's collar and onto Constance's neck seemingly inadvertently, "Originally, I wanted to mix in the team, give you a thumbs up, and make you arrogant.  I wanted to separate you from this group of troublesome losers so that I could attack easily. But I didn¡¯t expect that although you are only fifteen years old, you don¡¯t have the arrogance of a so-called genius. You actually reconciled with that loser Zhan. It seems that I have the ability to stir up trouble.  Still not home."

    Crawford seemed to be complaining that the implementation of his plan was not going smoothly. Constance listened distractedly and observed the situation around him.

    "Fortunately, the Thunder Wolf Dragon is here. If it hadn't been for the arrival of the Thunder Wolf Dragon, how could I have caught such an opportunity to secretly kill Miss Constance? Speaking of which, this supreme principle of hunters not to harm others is really??So annoying!  "Crawford complained about the first supreme rule written in the Hunter's Code. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be too lazy to take care of hunters like Kristina who are just bugs in his eyes.

    "Killing with a borrowed knife, I remember using this word to describe my plan seems to be the most appropriate." Crawford's narcissistic and proud look made Constance want to stab him, but it is a pity that the knife is for others.

    "Originally, I wanted to grab the claws of the Thunder Wolf Dragon and strangle Miss Constance, a genius like you, in the cradle. I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Miss Constance actually had such a hand. I was watching for a while just now, and I almost missed it.  I really respect you, Miss Constance!" Crawford's hand gently rubbed Constance's smooth neck.

    "Thank you, my life is no longer in your hands." Constance responded calmly, resisting the goosebumps that spread from her neck to her whole body.

    "There is no way, it seems that I am the only one who can end your life with my own hands." Crawford said hard, and his hand seemed to accidentally slip to Constance's chest.

    Constance trembled all over, with an expression of fear on her face, and a sense of crisis far greater than death in her heart.

    "Oh," looking at Constance's expression, Crawford naturally guessed what Constance was thinking, "Don't be afraid, I have no interest in small breasts, I just want to know the position of your heart.  "

    Crawford¡¯s hand restlessly rested on Constance¡¯s chest. In the face of death, Constance¡¯s heart almost jumped out of her throat.

    "What to do, what to do." Constance was not naive in thinking that Crawford was joking with her. Her eyes swept aimlessly, and finally landed on the cliff just a few feet away from her, and swallowed hard.  He drooled and had a terrible idea in his mind.

    "Thank me. You are a genius anyway, so I'll leave you with a whole body. But if a passing monster eats it for dinner, you can't blame me, haha." Crawford stood up and said loudly  Laughing, he pulled out the sword that had been nailed to Constance's palm, stopped talking nonsense, and aimed at the heart that had been discovered before, and stabbed it.

    In the face of the crisis, Constance's potential exploded at this moment. All his strength was concentrated on the injured left leg. The moment the sword was withdrawn from the palm of his hand, his left thigh exerted force almost at the same time. With a push of his left leg, his whole body  The man rolled and fell down the cliff.

    Crawford hurriedly waved the sword in his hand, trying to kill Constance before she fell, but it was too late. The only response to him was Constance's mocking smile as he fell.

    Constance relaxed his limbs and stretched out to enjoy the weightless pleasure of falling from a high altitude. Listening to the mountain wind whistling in his ears, Constance, who had given up on life and death, said to himself: "It would be funny if I fell into a cave and found this martial arts secret book.  ¡±

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