On the way back, Creed kept frowning.
He controlled his killing intentions twice today. It was very unbelievable for him who had lived on the edge of death and killing since he was a child. But the day his soul entered this body, he feels some change is occurring with his personality, eventhough soul of this body has died, but there is still something that is subtly changing his heart.
For this, Creed is both happy and fearful!
The happy thing is that he can slowly let go of the killing intent and live a normal life. The fear is whether this body will affect his soul and make him another person?
...
Costin hadn't slept yet, when he saw Creed returned to the room he was relieved to see him back.
"Brother, if you hadn't come back now, I was going to call the police!"
"Call the police?"
Creed raised his eyebrows. After all, he is a world-class killer.
"Costin you don't need to call the police….. its just a few gangsters... Go to sleep! I'm a little dizzy and nauseated, maybe I've been drinking too much!"
Creed said with a smile.
Costin gazed as he heard the words: "Brother, excessive drinking has a negative impact on your soul. Because your soul has not fully adapted to this body, it is easy for your limbs to become uncoordinated and even unable to move once the alcohol takes effect. … If this were not the case, why would I be concerned about you going out tonight? It's not like I'm unfamiliar with your abilities."
After hearing this, the corner of Creed's mouth twitched; this jerk had only told himself about it now; if he had been drinking in the bar just now, it would have been him lying on the ground insted of those thugs.
He reluctantly pointed at Costin twice, and then swayed back to his room.
He obviously felt that the alcohol was really working up after lying on the bed, and the feeling that Costin described followed. His legs and feet began to rebel against him, and he became tired. After more than an hour, his entire body was paralysed; he couldn't even turn over.
"I...day!"
Creed spit out the most helpless sentence, and then fell into a deep sleep.
In the second half of the night, Creed was awakened by certain motion.
He opened his eyes to see what was going on, but found that he still couldn't lift his hands, and further even his mouth was not moving.
Suddenly he felt something cold touched him.
The next second, Creed understood what was going on, and his head suddenly buzzed.
"The life I've lived in the past three years is worse than death, Zake is a beast, and the police can't do anything about him, it's you who gave me hope in life, I said that if you can make him disappear, I am willing to sleep with you, and now I am fulfilling my promise," Grace said as she crawled out of the quilt.
Creed's head was completely blank, he admitted that he had never been afraid of anyone or anything in his life, but now he really was frightened by Grace's forthrightness, this woman really did what she said, and what she wanted to do? But, did you ask me if I would like it? I haven't touched any woman in twenty-five years.
In Scarlet blood, the first training in as assassination is to control yourself!
Creed learned to control himself under many hardships. Even if the most beautiful and sexy woman in the world is in front of him, he can control him without any reaction.
After nearly an hour, Grace said wearily: "Don't worry! You won't be held responsible, thank you!"
After speaking, she left the room.
During the whole process, Creed's eyes were wide open and his mouth widened. His initial thought was how could this be possible? This is addicting, I swear!
In this way, Creed fell asleep in a daze.
The next morning, he woke up early, jumped up from the bed, and found that his body regained control. He frowned, recalling the scene last night, he was both heartbroken and somewhat aftertaste.
Then Immediately ran into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
During this process, Creed suddenly felt that his body was a little different. It seemed that the integration of the soul and the body was higher overnight, and today he feels limbs more coordinated, approaching perfection.
And vaguely he felt that there was a slight difference in his strength today. He looked at the soap in his hand and threw it towards the ground.
At the same time, he raise one hand, and the thumb and index finger pressed together.
"Clap..."
After pointing, the whole world fell silent.
"One",
"Two",
"Three",
"Four"
When the count reaches the fourth, the soap falls to the ground, and everything around him returns to normal.
Creed's eyes widened as he stared at the soap on the ground in disbelief, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"Four seconds, a whole second more! How is this possible." He exclaimed in horror.
His Ultimate ability is stopping time for three seconds. But in past could never exceed the three second time frame and as far as he knows no one in the Scarlet blood with this ultimate ability have exceed three second timeframe.
But now his ultimate ability has increased by one second overnight, how can he not be shocked.
"Could it have something to do with what happened last night?"
He said with a frown. The thing he said was naturally what Grace did. Apart from that, he didn't experience anything special yesterday.
While he was thinking about this, the door of the bathroom was opened, and Costin walked in in a daze.
"Brother! I want to pee."
Creed turned around and found that Costin was also naked, and said with a wry smile: "You can pee, I'm not in the way."
While speaking, he bent down to pick up the soap on the ground.
At this moment, the door upstairs was opened, and Grace walked in and shouted loudly, "It's time to eat!"
Since the door upstairs was facing the bathroom, the door of the bathroom was wide open at this time. Creed and Costin were both naked, and it was more coincidental that Creed was picking up the soap on the ground.
So, Grace was in a mess for a while, and her eyes widened: "You...you!"
"Uh...it's okay sister, my brother is picking up soap." Costin said with a smile while covering his bird.