Chapter 652 A nightmare that you can't wake up from

After hearing Marshall's words, the sullen look on Amos's face faded.

Marshall really looks like himself.

Sometimes he regretted that if Marshall was really his son, he would definitely make him his heir.

It's a pity that he is just an adopted son.

Marshall continued: "These days, Dr. Ken said that your recovery is very optimistic, and I dare to say this in front of you - let the past people and things pass. You should focus on For now and in the future, America’s hope rests on your shoulders——”

Amos smiled and nodded, "Good boy, you are determined."

Marshall touched his heart with his right hand and bowed: "In my humble opinion, my whole heart is for you."

"I know." Amos sighed, "I have been sick these days, but fortunately you have helped me cope with it. My sleeping situation has improved greatly recently... I only didn't sleep well one night..."

At this point, Amos coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment.

Marshall knew that night.

He also lives in Amos' house.

Around two or three in the morning, the whole world is asleep.

Suddenly, a scalp-numbing scream came from Amos's bedroom - the sound almost made people think that Amos had been stabbed in the stomach with a knife -

Along with Amos's screams, all the dogs in the mansion started barking.

In the end, all the dogs in the suburbs were excited. They were very shocked.

People rushed to Amos's bedroom in panic, and found that Amos was covering his throat with his two hands, his eyes were moving rapidly, revealing large whites of his eyes, and he was making a whooshing sound from his mouth. He looked very scary. .

And his little wife, Marlene Taylor, was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she just kept crying——

It was Dr. Ken who came overnight and asked Amos what happened. He slapped Amos several times and woke him up from the nightmare.

The next day, Amos called Marshall to him and told him to deliver invitations to Fang Wenjian's manor, and asked him to find a way to persuade Fang Wenjian to bring the Chinese star with the same name as Captain Cheng Ling. Attend a banquet.

——What nightmare did Amos have?

Marshall was quite curious.

Perhaps the curious look on his face caught Amos's attention.

Amos said to Marshall angrily: "I have received your concern, and now it is time for you to leave."

"Then, farewell, my sir." Marshall bowed his head and lowered his inquiring eyes.

Marshall left.

Closed the door.

But Amos couldn't help but think of that nightmare.

The beginning of the dream is the scene of my adopted daughter dying:

Because she had just experienced several fierce battles, she was covered in color:

The shoulder was hit by a bullet, and the wound was not treated. The blood dripped down the hanging fingertips, forming a small pool of blood on the ground;

Her scalp disappeared together with a tuft of hair, revealing a hideous wound that dyed half of her face red...

Amos heard himself say: "...If he were more powerful, I wouldn't have to kill you myself."

Then the leading shepherd dog pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle from a distance.

boom--

It was as if an invisible punch hit Cheng Ling hard on the back of the chest.

The huge impact caused Cheng Ling's body to shake violently. However, at the moment she was hit, she looked warily towards the direction of the bullet, and her body reflexively made a posture to protect Amos - —

Then she fell to her knees with a plop, almost breaking her knees.

The bullet rotated and penetrated her chest, taking away part of her heart and lungs - the severe pain instantly penetrated her, she clutched her chest and fell to the ground.

She was half-kneeling on the ground, her body twitching slightly.

At this time, she smiled.