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Chapter 38 Warm(1/2)

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"It seems that Kaz has been caught. What a surprise!"

Dean whistled and rang the doorbell.

It was Sinclair who opened the door.

She opened the door a crack, but did not take off the chain lock. Instead, she showed a sly smile: "Dean, you haven't come back for several days. My mother is very unhappy, saying that she is going to lose his most handsome son, but

If I help, mom will calm down and let you in."

My mother, Sheila, is a very traditional Italian farmer’s daughter.

Their concept of life is somewhat similar to that of the Chinese. They prefer family life and like to live with their families. Therefore, in this country, it is relatively common for Chinese and Italians to form families.

Faced with Sinclair's naked request for bribes, Dean kicked the gift box at his feet: "But I brought you a gift this time."

"Hoho~"

Sinclair let out a cry of joy and pulled off the chain lock: "I will put in a good word for you, my handsome brother."

After saying that, she jumped up and gave Dean a hug and a kiss.

Dean was hugged by Sinclair, causing injuries on both shoulders. He grimaced in pain, but a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes.

This is family.

very nice.

After entering the door, my mother, who was addicted to the talk show, gave Dean a big hug and kiss to express her welcome: "Baby, are you finished with your case?"

"Of course." Dean put down the largest gift box with difficulty: "We caught the murderer of a serial home invasion and murder case that has been very popular recently, and I also got a few days off."

"It seems that you are very adaptable to your current job." Sheila kicked the big gift box at her feet and said with some dissatisfaction: "But you look a little weak, son."

Dean: ".I just sprained my arm, so I can't use it hard!"

Sinclair also brought a cold drink and joined the conversation: "Brother, there is no need to explain, you are so handsome, it is normal to be a little thinner. It is better than you walking awkwardly and limping, so I can

Will be worried."

"That's right." Sheila nodded in agreement.

Dean:???

He didn't understand.

"Okay, let's change the topic. The small box belongs to Mom, the middle box belongs to Sinclair, and the last big box belongs to Thompson. By the way, where are the Thompsons?"

"Going on a date!"

While Sinclair was explaining, he quickly picked up his box, opened it, and then exclaimed: "It's the latest witch costume, ahhh, and there's a witch makeup set!!! This thing is super expensive.

, my sisters will definitely be super envious of me, I love you so much, brother!"

Sheila also couldn't wait to open the gift box.

Dean gave her a set of cosmetics: "Mom, thank you for always taking care of our four brothers and sisters like father and mother."

This is what he says from his heart. It contains the gratitude of his predecessor and his own admiration.

In the United States, it is very rare for a woman like Sheila to raise four children alone after the death of her husband and stop looking for a new partner in order to prevent the children from being wronged.

Sheila was moved to tears by Dean's words.

She covered her mouth with her hands and cried: "Dean, I. I am so happy that you have grown up. You never said this before. I like your gifts very much!"

Dean was very discerning and gave Sheila a firm hug: "We will protect you from now on, mom."

The two of them were having sex.

The stinky sister Sinclair broke the atmosphere: "Mom, have you noticed that after working, Dean is becoming more and more good at coaxing girls."

Dean rolled his eyes and gave her the middle finger.

I watched a talk show with the two of them.

Dean excused himself to go up to rest, and limped up the stairs with the large toolbox prepared for Thompson.

This box is very heavy, and every step it takes may cause injuries.

Sinclair accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene and took a deep breath. He quickly pulled Sheila, who had not yet recovered from the previous sensation, and whispered quietly: "Mom, look at Dean's walking style!"

Silla wiped her tears, turned around and took a breath of cold air: "Oh~ Sinclair, do you have a suitable partner? Please introduce it to your brother!"

"I have many sisters, but if I introduce them to my brother, he will go to jail." Sinclair looked confused.

Her sisters are not very old.

Dean didn't know that he had been misunderstood as a gay by his mother and sister unintentionally.

He is now lying on the bed, ready to start strengthening himself.

Every time it is strengthened, energy is supplied in the form of warm current, which is very magical.

Dean was curious whether this warm current would help his injury.

Something moved in my heart.

On the detective panel, the values ​​change.

Attribute points: 2→1.

Speed:10→11.

The warm current arrives as expected.

next moment.

Dean's eyes showed joy.

As the warm current strengthens various parts of the body, a numbing sensation is also felt in the wounds on the limbs.

Strengthening is over.

Dean clenched his fists, raised his legs, and the joy in his eyes gradually disappeared: "It seems that when strengthening, the recovery of injuries is just incidental. Although it is effective, it is not as strong as expected, and it is probably useless for fatal injuries.

"

No more stuck BUG.

Slightly lost.

Dean tried the changes in his body again.

My body is lighter and my reaction speed has improved slightly, but it is not a qualitative change. The injuries on my body basically do not affect my normal activities.

"continue!"

Attribute points: 1→0.

Speed:11→12.

This time the warm current is larger.

Strengthening is over.

Dean found that his injuries had completely recovered, and at the same time, there was finally a noticeable difference in the coordination of his hands and feet, just like last time.

This is because his nervous reaction has obviously become faster, but his body has not yet adapted immediately.

Throughout the night, Dean adjusted to the changes in his body.

The next day, it was getting brighter.

Dean sat cross-legged on the bed. He took his right hand from his pocket and put it in front of his eyes again. An inconspicuous black blade appeared between his fingers.

The fingers twitched.

The blade shuttled flexibly between the fingers like running water, leaving behind a series of black phantoms like undulating waves under the reflection of the morning light.

The whole process lasted for more than ten minutes.

It wasn't until his fingers trembled slightly and the blade came out of his hand that Dean stopped with satisfaction.

Now he is not only durable and powerful, but also flexible.

The future is promising.

As for the two skill points, Dean planned to keep them for now.

The body base becomes stronger.

Dean's every move consumes more energy.

I touched my belly.

He walked downstairs.

"Dean, why don't you sleep more?" Sheila, her mother, had already gotten up and was preparing breakfast for her three precious children.

"Go to bed early, wake up early, Mom, your breakfast is so delicious, I love it so much!" Dean picked up a sandwich and wolfed it down.

"Haha." When Sheila heard Dean's praise, her eyes were full of satisfaction, but she said with disgust: "Have you brushed your teeth?"
To be continued...
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