Chapter 103: Twins

There is a large room on the west side of the top floor of the castle. The style here is too luxurious - the floor is covered with thick Turkish velvet blankets, and colorful satin is hung on the walls. The huge old wooden cabinets are also filled with old-time items: Chinese porcelain, Japanese vases, Luca and Robia's painted pottery, Brazilian fragrant wood pianos. Swords, daggers, hammers, tomahawks, complete sets of gold-plated silver armor, as well as various plants and animal specimens.

It can be seen that the owner of the room is a collector of high taste.

In fact, Frank Aresandro himself thinks so.

He likes to collect everything in the world, especially the precious objects left over from that era of destruction. They are unreplicable and unique, but are actually the meaning represented by the word "precious".

He is a tall young man with blond hair, white face, gray and calm eyes, thin and cold lips. He is wearing a fine handmade blue uniform, with a beautiful white tie above the gold wire button. A single tortoiseshell eyes hung with a ribbon on the bridge of his nose, and the eyebrow bones and cheekbones move in a coordinated manner, fixing the lenses to the right eye.

The development of technology can achieve the best visual effect through laser treatment and other means. However, Frank stubbornly believed that only people who use monocle glasses can exude the strongest aristocratic temperament.

Relying on the soft couch, his eyes were fixed on a human skeleton placed in the center of the oak desk and filled with silver trays.

That was the head of his younger brother, Cino Aresandro.

The entire skull has been hollowed out, the rotten fleshy part has been removed, the inside of the skull cavity is fully treated with anticorrosion, the surface is brushed with a special oil coating that prevents penetration, and expensive rose essence is sprayed, and the burned broken parts are inlaid with gold... In short, all the replenishment methods that can be imagined are fully demonstrated on this grim bone residue.

Looking at the skull with white reflections on the surface, Frank suddenly had a strange illusion - Chino seemed not dead yet, he was hiding in this extremely hideous bone, mocking himself through his black and empty eye sockets. Maybe it was not his own consciousness, just a soul that had not completely disappeared, but it did exist. How to say it... it was like a ghost.

Behind the sofa, the simple and elegant door was quietly pushed open, and a young woman about twenty years old walked into a fiery red silk robe. Her long light brown hair fell down her ears on her shoulders, and the tassels on her forehead covered a pair of dark blue eyes. The shoulders of the silk robe were very open, and she went down along the smooth neck as smooth as beads. The center of the neckline was very low, revealing a pair of solid, round and straight white breasts that were bulging high.

There was obviously an unknown tacit understanding between the girl and Frank. She walked through the passage next to her, stood carelessly in front of the sofa, and asked in a heavy voice that was completely incompatible with her petite figure, "Master Frank, are you looking for me?"

A ray of light from the window shone on the girl's body, revealing her graceful body clearly from the fully transparent silk robe.

Her lower body was wearing a pair of thick shorts made of balsamic leather. This leather outfit was only initially mixed and was not comfortable to wear. But it also had its own advantages - thick enough, strong enough, cheap enough. Muscular mercenaries and barbarians wandering in the wilderness were all loyal users.

A set of leather straps are snugly against the upper body. This miniature jacket is made up of several wide straps across the shoulders and back. The only function is to carry light weapons such as pistols or flying knives. Its front has no barriers, and burly men usually treat it as the best decoration to show off their muscles. A large-caliber pistol and a few sharp daggers are enough to be the best prop for men to show their prick muscles and male charm.

This kind of belt and bra are absolutely inseparable from each other. The two have similar appearances, but their actual functions are very different. Simply put, a leather belt is absolutely impossible to cover up the two soft blocks of fat on a woman's chest. The front is hollow - when a woman wears this kind of thing, you can look at her breasts without restraint in a very clear state.

Frank lazily took a photo of Lin Xiang from the coffee table next to him, which was obviously taken from a long distance and then enlarged. He handed it to the girl along with several documents placed next to him, and said lightly: "Two million Ferdinand dollars, at least one month, I will see this guy's head and Chino on the plate."

"The money is not enough, it costs at least five million. I have heard of this guy, he is very powerful. I need to spend a lot of money to order some special equipment. The commission may also require additional fees, but it should not exceed 10 million."

The girl flipped through the documents quickly, her rude movements contrasted with her noble and gentle appearance. She curled her lips with contempt, spitting thick phlegm on the expensive pure cashmere blanket in a very indecent way, and said in a deep voice: "Master Frank, you should understand that Ferdinand dollar cannot be circulated in many parts of the world. Such money is not valuable."

Frank frowned, his eyes gathered on the girl's breasts without any barrier through the single lens of his right eye. After a long time, he muttered unhappily: "Tyson, you damn money-guarding slave. I really want to cut your head open and see what's inside?"

"I only accept physical items. If you settle in currency, please pay any of Skeleton Yuan, Red Flag Yuan, and Gold. Of course, you can also choose to pay with diamonds."

The girl was not moved by his words at all, and still said rudely: "I need to make some preparations in advance if I pay a deposit of two million first."

Frank looked at the beautiful face for a long time, shook his head helplessly, took out the check book from his pocket, signed his name and amount fluently, and handed it over.

After the girl carefully examined the check and confirmed that there was no problem, she walked up with satisfaction, opened her rosy lips, and laughed in a thick and bold voice: "Master Frank, why did you suddenly change your sex today? You actually want to avenge Master Chino? Don't you curse him every day to get finished soon?"

"He is my brother after all--"

Frank snorted coldly, and a hint of impulsive pleasure suddenly ejaculated from his gray pupils. He gently tapped the armrest of the sofa and said slowly: "The people of the Alay Sandro family cannot die in vain. That fool of Chino has played a little role this time. Not to mention anything else, the weak radiation area with pure water is enough to exchange for his head."

"Mom, fortunately, my surname is not Arésandro, otherwise I wouldn't even know how to die-"

"That's what the girls wear." The girl glanced at him viciously: "I feel uncomfortable when I use it-"

After saying that, she raised her hands and posed a bent position with arms higher than her head. This kind of power-filled movement is usually the most obvious sign for a healthy man to show off his muscles and show strength, but at this moment, there is only the part of the biceps on the girl, which slightly swells upward. No matter from any angle, she is a petite girl with a soft and beautiful body.

The heavy sound of closing the door brought a rumble echo in the empty large room.

"What a troublesome guy..."

Looking at the direction where the girl disappeared, Frank sighed helplessly, took the single lens from his right eye, and wiped it carefully with a white silk scribble. He said casually: "Vivianna, now you can come out."

The side door decorated with gorse patterns easily opened a crack the size of a finger. An eye lurking in the darkness looked back and forth nervously and fearlessly. It was not until it was confirmed that there was no danger and there was no strange atmosphere worth noting in the air that was not noticeable, then carefully pushed open the door panel and walked out slowly from the narrow space.

This is a tall man with the old White Russian blood. His broad square face was covered with muscles with distinct tendons, and his short light golden hair stood up like a brush. He was very strong, full of explosive power. His naked arms were tangled and covered with veins that could not stop beating. If we calculate it alone, Frank sitting on the sofa might be less than one-third of his.

He wore a black combat suit of extra large size. Due to the hot weather, the buttons of the top were half open, so it was clearly visible: the surface of the developed chest muscles was wearing a silk bra with pink transparent lace. The upper edge of the waist trousers revealed two delicate strings that were obliquely placed on the hips.

The strong man trotted to the edge of the sofa tremblingly, snuggled his thick head tightly in Frank's arms, rubbing back and forth like a frightened cat. He asked softly in a sweet and glutinous voice: "That...my brother, is he leaving?"

"I spent two million to finally send him out of this door." Thinking of the long series of shocking "zeroes" on the check, Frank couldn't help but feel ache. He stretched out his slender and white hand and inserted it directly into the man's beautiful pink bra, touching and pinching the hard chest muscle like steel.

Frank smiled and lowered his head, looking at the thick lips full of masculine lines, as if he was admiring, and as if he was hesitating. After a long time, he closed his eyes, leaned down, and kissed him hard in the man's pitiful expectant gaze.

The lips that were closely kneaded together stimulated every cell in the man's body. The grey eyes were burning with blazing flames. He suddenly rushed over like a female leopard in heat, and the momentum was so great that he pressed Frank directly on the sofa.

The light door closed sound disappeared for a long time, and his face was so gray that it was even more ugly. Frank, who was like a food poisoner, struggled to get up from the sofa that had been sunk into it. He staggered and pushed open the bathroom door, aimed at the toilet that opened the lid, and vomited with a "wow".

Viviana and Tyson are twin brothers and sisters.

Due to radiation, they develop poorly during the fetus. The maternal lesions make them terrifying conjoined babies. The strong Viviana absorbs a large amount of nutrients that belong to her, causing Tyson to be insufficient in nutrition. What's worse, conjoined symbiosis causes the brains of the two genders to be divided into men and women, and there is an extremely chaotic state of thinking. This phenomenon continues until they are born.

A mercenary from the Ferdinand family picked up the directly abandoned brother and sister in the wilderness. Perhaps out of instinctive pity, the mercenary brought the weird children home. In an unlicensed black clinic, a skilled half-tone doctor directly used a scalpel to separate the two children without any protective measures. This supposedly fatal rough behavior did not kill them. They stayed in the clinic for half a month, relying on the breast milk obtained by old mercenaries from refugee women, and survived half-deadly.

In this radiation-filled world, nothing is possible.

Even in the old era of advanced medical technology, the chances of conjoined babies were pitifully small. Viviana and Tyson were successfully separated in a dirty environment without any disinfection. Of course, God could not bring all luck to everyone. Maybe it was necessary to exchange them as living people! The thinking state of these brothers and sisters is different from that of ordinary people.

Simply put, the sister's head is on her brother. The man's tough personality is confined by the weak and beautiful body of a beautiful woman.

Relying on meager commissions, mercenaries struggled to support their two children. The only thing he could teach Viviana and Tyson was the skills of killing and the means of survival. As time went by, Tyson became more and more beautiful, and Viviana became more and more burly.

Viviana and Tyson are both excellent killers.

Hiring Tyson for ten million and then Viviana for physical employment is barely worthwhile. I just remembered that I was being hugged in my arms by a man stronger than a bison and kissed him freely, and the most direct twist on the tip of my tongue... This very uncomfortable feeling made Frank, who had just woken up in his mind, surged with an extremely strong desire for nausea and vomiting again.

The cloudy sky was filled with clouds, and rumbling thunder came from time to time. The hot sunlight hit the ground from the gaps in the clouds, and soon accumulated high temperatures of nearly 40 degrees. This strange weather is a natural phenomenon unique to the world. Even if the thunder is deafening, there will be no raindrops falling.

Yang Hua, wearing a pair of cloth knee-length shorts, stood in the field, tightly placing a piece of rust iron tube about meter in his hand. The front end of the pipe, sharpened at a sixty-degree angle, was inserted obliquely into the mud in front of him. A giant rat, more than two meters long, was stabbed through the left eye by the iron tube and nailed to the ground. Although it used its strong limbs and claws to tear the pipe, it could no longer change its fate of dying.

Relying on the off-road vehicle, Lin Xiang looked at the scene calmly.

The blood injected into Yang Hua's body produced unexpected results. Perhaps it was because of the virus's choice of host or the genetic combination of biological bodies, the mutated Yang Hua actually broke through the boundaries of Samsung parasites in one fell swoop and chased Lin Xiang's strength.

The huge changes in his body surprised the thin man. With the one in front of him, he had already hunted four giant rats with bare hands.

In the past, this was simply unimaginable.

After a brief excitement, the fanatic aura began to fade away. He kicked the giant rat's head to pieces and threw the iron pipe in his hand away very hard. Yang Hua turned around and looked at Lin Xiang with an extremely complicated gaze. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and said with great difficulty: "...you... kill me!"
Chapter completed!