Spray of Flowers and the devotee, who seemed like they were on the verge of dying from starvation, immediately got up . Even the Iceberg man, who was playing dead, was awoken by the money .
"Damn! Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss! Boss, you're a great person! This amount of money is enough to bury my husband ten times!"
"Boss, would you like to have your fortune read or check your feng shui? I can go to your doorstep! I guarantee my services will leave you satisfied!"
The people who gave them the money were two men dressed in black .
One of them said, "You don't have to thank us . It wasn't us who gave the money . "
"Uh, it wasn't you guys? Then this money is . . . ?" Spray of Flowers and the devotee were confused .
The two men in black moved aside at the same time and left a space in the middle .
In the next second, a little figure suddenly emerged behind the men in black .
When they saw that porcelain and perfect little expressionless face, Spray of Flowers and the devotee froze and became like rocks .
"Shhh-sh*t!!!"
Damn! How is this a local tyrant? This is the little King of Hell paying us a visit!
Spray of Flowers hurriedly hid behind the iceberg man's coffin, the devotee hugged his head and shrunk while the iceberg man fell backward without hesitation and shut his eyes .
This little boy, who was about four to five years old, had an exquisitely beautiful little face, but the expression on his face was akin to a robot - he looked icy and rigid with only a tinge of luster in his pitch-black eyes .
The little boy's gaze swept across the three men and he said, "It's been long since we last met . "
The moment he opened his mouth, Spray of Flowers and a certain godly rod instantly trembled .
We don't want to see him! At all! We don't want to see this little devil, ah!
Spray of Flowers: "Hahaha . . . yes . . . yes . . . it's been long! We haven't seen you for such a long time indeed! Little young master, why are you here in China all of a sudden?"
Devotee: "China is pretty fun . Do you want us to be your tour guides?"
The little boy ignored the two of them trying to change the subject and got straight to the point: "Where is my uncle?"
Dead meat, we can't trick him . . .
It was almost impossible to trick him anyway!
The devotee coughed . "This . . . we aren't too sure either . . . "
Spray of Flowers chimed in, "Captain often appears in one moment and disappears in the next - we really don't know where he is . Little young master can return first - we'll contact you once we find captain! It's too dangerous for you to be here by yourself!"
The little boy glanced at the two of them . "Dangerous?"
Spray of Flowers and the devotee were tearful and hugged one another . Dangerous my as*!
Even if it's dangerous, we're the ones in the most danger!
Devotee: "Little young master, don't ask anymore . We won't betray our captain!"
Spray of Flowers: "That's right! We will never betray our captain!"
Little boy: "I'll give you guys three seconds to consider . "
What . . . three . . . three seconds???
"Captain is at Dragon Burial Hill in the suburbs!!!" The devotee and Spray of Flowers responded in unison .
The little boy turned around and walked away . "Let's go . "
The two men in black quickly followed him . "Yes . "
Behind them, Spray of Flowers and the devotee heaved a sigh of relief .
Aiya, m*ther, this scared the h*ll out of us . . .
Captain, sorry about this . . .
We tried our best and struggled for three seconds before we betrayed him . . .
Chapter end
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