Chapter 122 The Bandit-like Mr. Elton

Elton was dressed in black. He walked over in the night, his eyes cold and bone-chilling. He lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves slowly, exuding an indescribable sense of loneliness and arrogance. He looked down at Aaron as if he was looking down at an ant. The oppressive aura instantly intensified. Aaron was scared out of his wits. He gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Uncle Elton, why are you here?" "What do you think?" His voice was cold and oppressive. "I, I don't know!" Aaron swallowed nervously and instinctively lied. He looked around and wanted to run, but when his hand touched the doorknob, his shoulder was suddenly pressed down by a strong force. Elton's hand pressed down on his head. "Bang-" Aaron bumped into the door! His whole face was pressed against the door, distorted. E