Haynes spewed hot air from his nostrils, and a fire of hatred burned in his chest, and in front of him, this man who could be called a brother was one of the few relatives he had on this earth, but one of the people he hated and wanted to destroy the most.
"When I was five years old, my mother and I were in a village on the outskirts of East Berlin, just a few years after the end of World War II, the Soviet Union ruled this land, supplies were very tight, soldiers were running around every day, killing, raping, looting, my mother went out that day and brought me a roast pork leg, I don't know where she got it, I just know that I ate very fragrant."
"At night, I listened to my mother's children's rhyme, and as soon as I fell asleep, I heard movement outside the house, and my mother ran into my room in a panic, took me to the bathroom, and hid me under the floor next to the toilet to face before leaving, she told me not to come out no matter what I saw, no matter what happened, I would live a good life in the future, and I could not investigate the cause of her death."
He took a cigarette from his clothes, lit it, and sprayed the white smoke into the air, watching them drift through the air.
"Then I heard my mother go open the door and talk to someone at the kitchen table, but it wasn't long before I heard two dull gunshots, and then I saw my mother fall to the ground in the cracks of the planks, her big pretty eyes were completely devoid of their brightness, as cold as solidified ice, and I saw blood running down the kitchen floor into the bathroom and dripping onto my clothes."
"Alas, who did it," Charlemagne couldn't help but look sad.
"I didn't know it at the time, but I wasn't a fool, I had a good memory, and I imprinted the face of the man in my own mind, a thin face, thin lips as thin as a knife, and the most obvious was a faint fleshy mole in the center of my eyebrows."
Charlemagne was silent, and it was obvious that Haynes was talking about Butler Ross, who had a faint fleshy mole on his eyebrows, and his face was thin and his lips were thin.
"That night, they searched the whole place, but it was strange that these guys who claimed to be descendants of God did not show me and hid under the floor, in fact, they searched through a lot of rooms, but did not turn over the bathroom, perhaps, these so-called pretentious nobles were unwilling to touch those dirty places with their hands, and this is how I was spared."
"The Ross family will be so careless, if he wants to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, you will not have a chance to live to this day, and if they don't kill you that night, they will hunt you down until the ends of the earth."
Charlemagne Road.
"Yes, I know."
"Actually, if they don't find me that night, they might keep looking for me and hunt me down."
But I'm really lucky, maybe it's because I have been arranged in the dark, and I'm here to fight against you.
I've always had a good time with a boy of the same age in the neighborhood, he often comes to our house, and my mom always treats him with the best food, and every time my mom makes clothes, even though she is not financially well-off, she always makes an exact set for him, so many people say that we look alike, like twins. ” Charlemagne seemed to feel a bad feeling when he heard this, and so did Long Yun, it sounded like a childhood memory, but in Haynes's mouth with this hateful tone, it always had the sense of déjà vu of a thriller.
"The boy, as I remember, was Yakov, a German-Russian half-breed, like me, with a small round face and golden hair.
That night, he happened to come to play with me and bumped into your esteemed butler Rose. ” Haynes burst out laughing until the smoke choked his lungs and coughed violently.
After a pause, he continued to tell his story.
"Your butler glanced at Yakov and compared the photos, but the clothes Yakov was wearing that day were the result of my mother's doing, you can imagine, Yakov inexplicably did the wrong thing and took the three shots that I should have borne for me.
That night I waited for them to leave before I crept out, hugged my mother's body and cried for a while, and then went to the bedroom to take away what little money we had left, and left the house, I have been very obedient and sensible since I was a child, my mother told me that I must live well, and I must not trace the cause of her death, so I was very obedient and did not go to the police station, the next day I just watched from a distance as the police carried my mother's body out of the house and threw it on the corpse truck" "It's a really sad story," Charlemagne said.
"Sad," Haynes shook his head and glanced at Charlemagne with a knife-sharp gaze, "You are a boy like you, who was born with a golden spoon since he was a child, and then grew up in a luxurious manor, living a life of fine clothes and food and servants, will you know what kind of life a five-year-old child lives begging on the docks, do you know what it is like to shine shoes on the street for black bread, do you know the feeling of almost being beaten to death for a mark, no, you don't know anything, you same scrap boy?"
The more Haynes spoke, the more agitated he became, and punched Charlemagne in the belly, beating him into a prawn and almost throwing up bile.
Charlemagne was still immobile, and he had tried to break free from that control, but to no avail.
"How can you even learn the transformation of Atlantis and the restraint talent of Moriah at the same time" Charlemagne said, "How can a half-breed be so powerful" "Because I'm a genius" Haynes opened his arms and said loudly with a smug look: "Just as I finally didn't listen to my mother, I went to hunt down the cause of her death and the inside story behind it, and then I decided to take revenge on you, do you know how difficult it is to find an organization like the Liberation Society I finally saved some money, it took me a few years to make up classes before I went to college, and it took me a few years to get close to Professor Haynes By the way, this is the real Professor Haynes." ” "You're not Haines himself" "No, of course not, how could I be that bad old man, he was obsessed with his Godlight project, and I was a top biology student in college at the time, and he needed an assistant like me, even though he didn't know I was a Moriah.
I worked with him for three years, hiding my identity, and then finally found an opportunity to take him out.
To tell you the truth, the real Haynes is nothing more than an Atlantean half-blood, I didn't spend much effort to kill him, and then disguised himself as him, in order to pretend to be him, I even forced myself to learn how to change the runes of Atlantis, am I more powerful than you pretentious purebloods":