I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Emma found herself at the center of a party.

She forgot which banquet it was, but it didn't matter. Emma had attended many banquets, and this was just one of them.

Sitting on a chair with a red wine glass in her hand, Emma took a sip of the fragrant aroma and looked at the dancing partygoers. She enjoyed this state very much.

Since childhood, Emma has received a wealthy education. Her father, Browning, originally inherited part of the family business. Browning was already quite wealthy before Emma was born. Emma grew up with a golden key in her mouth. , never knew what poverty was.

In fact, it is not difficult for rich people to make money in the abandoned capital. As long as they have a certain amount of savings, wealth can create wealth. For example, Browning owns some properties, which he rents out to earn income on weekdays. When the real estate appreciates, he can sell the house directly. Some speculators take advantage of this and directly ask rich people to borrow money or lend money. After buying the house, they use the rent to pay the interest or wait for the house price to appreciate and then sell it to pay off the debt. Money can be regarded as a waste of money.

As for Emma, ​​she doesn't need to use these brains. She just needs to give the money to trustworthy people, and they will naturally use Emma's money to make money.

Emma had never considered what it would be like to be poor.

She looked at the men in suits and ties, choosing their partners to spend the night with.

"My height is good, but I don't like beards. Why do men always like unshaven beards and think they are mature?"

"This guy looks very good and I like him, but he is too short. Why does he act so confident?"

"This man has a good figure and appearance, but I can't compliment him on his drunken appearance. Can't he be more elegant?"

"This guy is good. I haven't experienced this kind of young guy for a long time recently. I hope he can leave a good experience for me."

Thinking of this, Emma got up and came to the target she was looking for.

He was a young man in his early twenties. He was tall, not thin, and handsome. He had been very restrained from the beginning. He was not like many guests at banquets who talked too much and wanted to show off their talents while drinking. opinion.

"On such a beautiful night, are you drinking here alone?"

Emma asked.

The young man looked at the red wine in his glass seriously and did not pay attention to Emma at first. .

When Emma felt a little weird and was about to remind the other party, the young man called out.

"I found it."

he said.

"what have you found?"

Emma asked, she followed the other person's gaze, but there was only red wine in the glass.

"It is said that good wine needs to be stepped on by the soft feet of a girl. The quality of this red wine is excellent, so it must have been stepped on by a beautiful woman."

The young man looked at the red liquid in the cup and said seriously.

"What?"

Emma didn't quite understand why he was saying these words at this time.

And the red wine that was stepped out is disgusting when you hear it!

She looked at her half-drunk glass and felt the urge to vomit.

"If you think about it differently, for female users, can you design a handsome boy to step on the grapes and make a female-oriented wine?"

The young man looked at Emma again.

"ah?"

Emma was completely disorganized.

Gu Heng

At this moment, Emma felt that the young man in front of her looked familiar.

She saw the young man smiling at her, and suddenly his mouth opened wide.

The man's mouth expanded to the limit and kept getting bigger. Emma saw the corners of the man's mouth being torn open and blood splattering out. In the blink of an eye, the shadow of a bloody mouth enveloped Emma.

She remained motionless, and the stench and the smell of blood hit her face, which wiped out Emma's last desire to escape.

When people are extremely frightened, they cannot even scream.

Emma stared at the bloody mouth. Suddenly, the clothes of the people in the banquet were torn apart and turned into monsters. They killed and devoured each other and were bloody and bloody. She saw that she was also enveloped by the huge mouth of the abyss. , accompanied by extremely intense pain, Emma woke up.

"It's a dream..."

Emma gasped for breath, sweat causing her hair to cling to her cheeks. Only then did she recall that the guy who had been discussing stepping on red wine was Lu Tian! ! !

This man, even if he is not polite during the day, even causes him nightmares at night!

Emma, ​​who was still immersed in the dream, suddenly felt some words ringing in her ears. The words were just like what she said herself, layered on top of each other, reverberating in her mind.

"Their goal is inheritance, they want to take away what belongs to you!"

"They will leave you with nothing, all the wealth you have now will be robbed, and you will be left in a dirty sewer to be fed to the dogs!"

"That detective, everything he showed was to deceive you. He is the most evil one. He wants to use you all as sacrifices!"

"Dead people have appeared, but they still ignore it. He did all this. You are the next target!"

"Resist, you must resist, you can't just sit back and die, pick up weapons and kill them before they kill you!!!"

At first, Emma thought this was the confusion caused by her nightmare, but as the words continued to be repeated, these words were like Emma's own will, and she became more and more convinced that those were her thoughts. She found something in the drawer. Exquisite lady's revolver, confirmed bullets, ready to go out and kill those who covet their inheritance.

As soon as she opened the door, Emma saw the maid guarding the door.

"Miss Emma..."

When the maid saw the revolver in Emma's hand, her face suddenly changed with fright. She tried to stop her, but her body did not move.

At this time, some kind of illusory, layered sounds sounded in the maid's ears at the same time.

"She wants to kill you, these shameless rich people. Not only do they want to exploit your labor, but they also want to take your life. They have no such power!"

"Do you remember your mother at home? You can't die here. This stupid woman doesn't deserve to have so much wealth. Kill them all. You can take away all the inheritance and fly away!"

"She's about to shoot. Are you still here waiting to die? Don't you even have the courage to resist?"

Listening to those murmurs, the maid felt that her whole body was full of power. She took a step forward and stood in front of Emma.

"Step aside!"

Emma roared, and the volume frightened even herself, but soon, Emma understood everything through the "voice of the heart" in her ears.

"Even you want to take away my property?"

Her eyes were red.

Gunshots rang out in Stormy Villa.

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I was asked to go downstairs for a nucleic acid test. The second update will be later.