Tomb Raider King

< 27. Brother, can we negotiate? >

The sudden rise approached Irene. Irene's breast-feeding head bows slightly in agony.

“You okay? Hey! ”

As long as Irene uses an SS grade artifact of attribution, there must be some risk. However, he did not worry much.

What's the matter with you?

It was because there were so many unusual risks, and the Bankruptcy King used artifacts in the past as well. Because of this, I do not think it is a risk in the form that is burdened my body.

By the way, did the artifact become complete and change to another risk? And that's a painful risk?

No, I don't want that right now.

He kicked his tongue and grabbed Irene's thin arm.

"I can't. Once this has happened, suppress it with your dominance. ’

Of course, then he would be attacked, but it didn't matter. Even if I could survive being resistant, Irene wouldn't be any different.

‘Irene is not a woman accustomed to attacking artifacts. ’

The artifact was important, but the client's safety was of paramount importance.

But this was the time.

Irene, who seemed to be suffering, raised her head when she did. But the problem started there.

“Huh?"

The moment she lifted her head, she gave me a deep breath, as well as a gift. Irene suddenly started taking off her clothes.

“Huh, huh? ”

Even though I felt a tingling sensation in his behavior, somehow, he was casting a fascination for all men.

“Now, hold on! ”

Eventually, Jae-Ha, who was watching this, looked around. But Irene didn't stop. So when the clothes started to flow down one by one and the crawl showed a little bit of bone in the chest,

Bang!

The talented tablet drops its PC and screams. He's prettier than he looks.

Of course, I didn't know if it was really pretty for the amusement or if it was a brain mistake!

Only 200 out of 100 men were rational enough to flirt with, how absurdly attractive they were to women!

But this time!

Bang!

Irene, half-naked, takes another drink and pushes him down.

“! ”

This time, even the celebration of artificiality made me feel distracted. And it began to climax when she embarked on the pilgrimage.

The length of your hands that sweep over your chest, the size of your hands that curl, the body of a woman that paralyzes your nerves!

And in an instant, Irene's long blonde hair spilled over her face.

“Hehe, Joo-heon. ”

Bessie smiles as Irene leans back toward her body.

The gaze of staring at him was greedy and very seductive. However, I was naive somewhere and it was the right look to do this.

At the end, as his breath got close to his lips, Juheon felt like punching him out of his mind.

even with a message like this going on.

[Attention. Greedy hands are coveting your body.]

Obviously.

This was a risk.

The risk of the artifact must have been devastating, but Irene's breasts felt dangerous.

And at last, my sweet lips are about to touch!

Grass.

Irene faints and falls on his chest.

“?! ”

Suddenly, he could only look at her with a silly face. However, Irene fell asleep, smelling the scent of Jupiter as if she were holding a big teddy bear.

“ ………. ”

Thanks to this, Ju Heon lost his words while looking at Irene.

I saw his face and it looked like something was satisfying.

Then, he came to his senses and said a word.

“W-what just happened? ”

“………… I don't know. Don't ask me.”

Zhou Yuen looked at his eyes.

This time, I had to clear my mind for a while. The risk of the artifact is obvious, but I don't feel the risk.

Just assaulting a man? The smell of pigmentation?

I don't know what it was, but she was just struggling like this.

“…… I'll trade you. ”

“ …………. ”

Are you crazy?

Then Irene opened her eyes, who was briefly unconscious.

“Huh?"

She doesn't seem to remember anything. But Irene realizes that she's holding him in her arms and screams.

“Gaaaah!”

She falls prematurely from Juheon.

“I'm sorry! ”

Moreover, I apologized to Ju-heon for crying out for some reason.

“Excuse me again! ”

She seemed to be dying of shame.

Especially since he told me not to hug him just now. Irene sniffed on herself, thinking that she had done something she didn't want to do.

Seeing that, however, he laughed in vain.

What kind of risk is that? ’

And then a message came to mind.

[Satisfied with the golden and bankruptcy hand risk and the greed.]

Look at this guy.

However, that was what I wanted to make fun of. It's because Irene's risk information, which she was curious about, kindly came to mind.

[If you use the Golden Artifact, you will become greedy with that reaction. and you're very eager to get what you usually want. The user has no idea what they're going to do to get it.]

[This time I coveted your body odor.]

In the end, he groaned.

‘Oh, is that so? ’

It was simply a touch of Irene's desire. I can do what I thought I had always done. But you'd do anything to have what you want?

The risk of hitting the cheek with height is that if you do this wrong, you could commit shameful play or crime.

But of course, it was a question of why he embraced himself and the risk was met.

Even….

"Body odor"?

How am I supposed to take this?

“Excuse me.”

“Yes, yes? ”

As she spoke, Irene looked back angrily, but she frowned and asked.

“…… Do you like the smell of man sweat? ”

“Yes?! ”

Irene was embarrassed.

“All of a sudden...! ”

“No, ignore it. That's an odd question. ”

However, Juheon tilted his head as he shot at him.

Strange. I'd be cleaner than him.

Either way, Irene was ashamed and couldn't lift her head. It seemed like he had bought a strange misunderstanding because he had embraced him.

It just smelled good!

* * *

Anyway, I woke up for a while, and then they walked into the parking lot.

“Oh, my God, it's driving me crazy. ”

He suddenly started to feel sick with his forehead as if he suddenly remembered. He asked as if to what he was doing.

“What?”

“Don't you remember? You didn't get your picture taken, but my face was in the paper! ”

“Huh. It's not a bounty picture, it's just a little photograph of the crowd. ”

But that's not what he said.

“No, I'm supposed to be dead! What if George Holton catches up to him? I followed you because George Holton isn't home right now, but if I see it and I come home...! ”

No matter how much I thought about it, I felt like I was walking into a grave by myself.

“Oh, I can't. Open the door! I'm coming down! ”

Irene exclaims urgently.

“I'm stepping on it! You're hurt!"

“Jump and die, or get shot by George Holton, or both! ”

“Don't worry! My brother didn't show up this morning either. I'm doing business in Paris. Your parents are the ones who wanted to see you! ”

“For real? For real! ”

“Yes!”

Irene smiles fiercely, fluent in her answers. He's the Holton parents. He doesn't know his face anyway.

‘Yes, we just need to avoid him, just avoid him! ’

That's why he said, swallowing his saliva.

“I am Leonardo Rothschild from this day forward. It's not James, Allison Lee, David, or Talented. Okay?”

How many pseudonyms do you have?

“Number one, you don't need to think about it. You need to go and beg for it. Eight billion. Who knows? ”

I was amazed at how talented I was at my supervisor's advice.

“No, thanks! If you avoid George Holton, everything will be fine! Why should I confess my sins? ”

Phew, he's going to get punished.

And the car stopped, and they got out of the car. Irene gets out of the car and is surprised by something.

“Huh, huh? ”

“What's the matter? ”

After seeing Porsche in the garage, Irene tilts her head.

“Huh? I have your car! Strange. Is your brother home? ”

“W-what?! ”

At this point, Yu Jae-ha, who was trying to avoid the tiger, got white and tired.

“Shhh! What the hell is George Holton doing here?! ”

* * *

Why?

He's here to help George.

“You son of a bitch, you crawled all the way here. ”

In front of me was a handsome man who resembled Irene. 32 years old, Holton's oldest son, and a horrible admirer of Irene.

The last time, he bought a forgery that he had bought to give to Irene.

By the way!

“How dare you cheat on my brother's gift? Even pretend to be dead? ”

Bang, bang!

The gunshot rings out.

The bullet passes through his face and pierces a hole in the wall.

The threat of wanting to make Jae-Ha's head like that. Finally, the talented flatfoot howls.

“Oh no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me just once! ”

But...

“Who's your brother? You're a fraud! ”

Ta-da, ta, ta!

“Ahhhh!”

However, whether his subordinate died or not, he was relaxed and served tea. I had to bring up the business in earnest from now on, but before that, this wretched man's past was the problem first.

A talented crier bursts into tears and prays to George Holton.

“Brother, don't do this. The house is falling apart. Fix it!”

“Come on, I'll put a bullet in your head after the house is destroyed. ”

“Ugh! That's not it! ”

In the end, there was only one person he could count on.

“Master! Help me! My lovely servant is dying! ”

“Die, then. ”

“What! Hey, you damn foreman! ”

Finally, another gunshot rang out in the mansion.

And when he finished his car, he looked at George Holton and said,

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Lesson of the day: walk as sprinkled. TXT

(+ Khh, it's the weekend. Have a great weekend, and I-I 'll be able to use the weekends to re-stockpile... and then we'll be on time. (Sobbing)

Thank you very much!)