Chapter 134: Gallery: Feast For The Hungry (2/2)

It was like looking at so that ordinary people couldn’t see

Finally, he sighed in a low voluht hand and a knife, he slowly cut a slit on the tomato in his hand

Only then did Annan notice-

The extra rosy toht red plasma

It was like a fountain, with a steady strea left hand

The blood ran down his arm and dripped on the floor The shadow under the chandelier was like a living thing, sipping the blood on the ground

The blood contained in the toer than its volume The volume was like the blood of several adults

Finally, the toradually dried up

On the innerue and the skin of the to a sirl’s deep laughter again

It was exactly the sahter he heard when Annan was on the second floor before Brother Sledgehahter was ht behind hiround under the chandelier

Wait, it was not completely sucked up

There were still traces of it

The leftover blood squir of intermittent words,

“Look…your…back…” Amos read it out Immediately, he breathed in cold air while panic struck He shi+vered and looked back subconsciously

At the end of the corridor where he had just walked out was radiating a disturbing blood-red glare

Since the chandelier fell, the here the portraits were hung becalimmers, at least to the extent that the portrait above him became visible

There were portraits of men, women, and children eird smiles

Suddenly, all the portraits became Amos hi up at the dim environment with a panicked face!

Just like hoas at that h there were not portraits but countlesson the wall

But unlike the mirror surface, in the countless portraits of him, behind hi at him

…Or, perhaps they are indeed mirrors rather than portraits

A the ha the haan to burn

A circle of scorch eha underneath

It was a hoh skin, and a skinny body

The despair of life could be seen in the homeless man’s eyes

White and sacred hand filled with hope and gratitude was reaching into the portrait

At that moment, Amos’s eyes met with the homeless man

He felt someone pull his hand suddenly

He stumbled forward a few steps

At this tied

The main point of vieas the hoentle face, Aer” and ht hand

It was different from “Gallery: Elle Morrison”

Amos had blond hair mixed with his brown curly hair

One of his eyes was still deep blue

—The other eye turned into a beautiful, jewel-like, clear, and char, sir”

Amos Morrison was polite and repeated his previous words, “Can I hire you to be my model?”

[1] More details are available in Chapter 40 Excerpt: There was almost no difference compared to the first visit in the narrow roo on the coat rack In the collection cabinet on the left, there was one additional… tomato