Waiter George didn't know what happened today. The big boss invited four masked men to dinner, and one of them suddenly summoned terrible resentment in the banquet hall.
The fire of the past was raging in the hall. The choking smell of smoke and the overwhelming heat wave forced George, who had always been patient, to step back a little.
He didn't dare to look at the dozens of miserable bodies shaking and twisting in the high temperature. Big Boss and Mr. Kane then began berating Mr. Graham.
Graham was a rough man who often had a bad attitude towards waiters. Sometimes he would even hit people if they didn't suit him.
George had never seen him show such an expression tonight - that big face full of scars, often tightly bunched up, the muscles that were usually too tight were actually relaxed now, and in the gaps of the muscles, there was actually Showing some confusion and... helplessness.
George couldn't imagine this gentleman showing such an expression. What is going on? He vaguely heard
"Hailewood",
Words like "repent". Could it be that those explorer guests came here to ask Mr. Graham to repent?
! The strong man who often wore alligator boots and suits of various fancy colors looked like a ferocious beast. George even occasionally imagined him eating human flesh raw.
How is it possible to make him repent? ! However, he watched Graham with a sullen face, walking step by step towards those terrible feuds... He stood still in front of them.
George found that his face was flushed, and the veins on his neck looked like two small snakes trying to get out of his head.
George could no longer understand the expression on his face, it seemed like anger and pain. Anyway, George never wanted to feel Mr. Graham's state of mind at this time.
Kent suddenly realized something again. He had never treated the waiters as equals, but at this time, he actually turned his red eyes and looked in the direction of George and the others.
Including George, the waiters can sense the guests' eyes in advance. Before Graham's terrifying eyes glanced over, their sights flew away like frightened birds... However, when the strong man looked back, the pair of bright eyes in the darkness could not help but look over curiously.
They had to wait because they really didn't know what was going to happen next. Graham stood at the forefront facing the heat wave. The beads of sweat on his forehead had gathered and began to flow down his chin.
Little Annie and the female worker looked at him quietly. They were surprisingly quiet, just watching. That is the sight of death.
A smile suddenly appeared on Graham's flushed face. Then, the mouth that was extended by the scar and looked extra wide suddenly opened, revealing two rows of teeth that had been yellowed by cigars...
"Hahahahahahahaha..." He actually laughed wildly. However, that kind of smile does not make people feel happy at all, it is a crazy smile.
The more he smiled, the quieter it became. The cigar smoke surrounding Graham, which was originally as condensed as white practice, swayed away in the laughter and looked messy.
Then, the smoke began to cut like a madman. The carpet under his feet was cut, and the goblet on the table next to him had a smooth incision cut diagonally. The remaining part was still firmly resting on the white tablecloth, like some new type of wine vessel.
Mr. Graham, whose dark purple suit was cut, was still smiling.
"Hahahahahaha..." Several cuts suddenly appeared on his face, and bright red blood remained.
He's still laughing.
"Hahahaha..." Cutting, smashing, except for the insubstantial resentment in front of him, everything around him, including his clothes and body, was cut.
He seemed completely out of control, but he was still forcing himself to fulfill his boss's orders.
"Hahahahahaha..." He finished his breath, and there was a feeling of suffocation at the end of his laughter. He knelt heavily towards little Annie and the female workers.
The pair of iron knees hit the ground, and George clearly saw that all the wine glasses and cutlery on the table jumped. In the darkness, pairs of shining stars began to blink unconsciously.
They couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes. Including George, some people couldn't help but turn their attention to the gentleman with a little candlelight in the mask.
Apparently, it was he who asked Graham to repent. Everyone knows that Graham's domineering behavior is actually due to the laissez-faire of the big boss.
Now the big boss actually asked him to kneel down and repent... George could vaguely feel that that gentleman was probably a big shot in the world of exploration.
Graham's back seemed to be an iron plate. He used all his strength to bend the iron plate, and his head hit the ground, seemingly with some resentment.
The female workers raised their hands almost simultaneously, and dark red flames rose from the strong man's body. Suddenly he burned so fiercely, as if his body had been sprinkled with fuel before.
Graham felt great pain and roared in the flames. The roar was torn apart by the heat wave and became intermittent.
The severe pain finally dispelled his pride, and he almost shouted: "I repent! Repent!"
"Forgive, forgive me..." In the screams, the flames finally subsided. In the midst of a mass of broken objects, Graham seemed like a dried grape, shriveled, weakened, and motionless on the ground.
Not only was the flame on the strong man extinguished, but the fire that had been burning for three years was also extinguished. The dark red ruins faded away, and the soothing light of the spirit ring shone down... The injuries on the female workers' bodies had disappeared, and little Annie was no longer so bruised and bruised.
They stood intact, holy and solemn. All sins will eventually be judged, and all injustices will be vindicated.
The originally blurry faces became clear. They smiled and thanked Sean deeply... Little Annie held his hand: "It's been too long. Thank you." Those small hands gradually disappeared.
Sean had never felt so relieved that they finally didn't have to suffer anymore. The terrifying skeleton in the spiritual root has also disappeared, leaving only the trace of the crescent moon.
The new moon also gradually became full, becoming a circle that exuded warm light. That seems to be a
"spring". The power of evil is transformed into love, and the incomplete power of healing becomes complete. After the feud was resolved, Elixir Mist became
"Elixir Spring". This healing power is also at the top among seekers who focus on the path of healing. Such a spring emerges only because of love for others.
If it is only for yourself, even if you practice hard, you will be hard to find in your life.
