Mo Laishi was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously said: "A nurse told me this before, is there something wrong?"
Zhang Quanhua was also unhappy and shouted, "Bullshit! No wonder they sent us old guys to such a remote place. They're afraid we'd eat other people's pets. We were just pretending to scare that old lady Li. We're not that hungry to eat anything."
"Just pretending?" Morais seemed to suddenly understand something.
"Yeah, we just stole the golden retriever and put it in a pet shop outside to prevent the whole family from losing sleep due to the noise of the dead dog. Then we deliberately made hot pot in the yard. Those bones are actually beef bones. It was just a joke." Ge Yandong explained in a rough voice.
When Mo Laishi heard this, he was very upset.
You almost scared others to death, and it was just a joke?
What's the difference between this and actually eating someone else's dog?
What a loss!
The pandas in the zoo don’t have as many bamboo shoots as you do.
Mo Laishi rested for a while, and seeing that everyone was eager to see their families, he did not stay long and got up to say goodbye and left.
Due to the heavy consumption, Morais did not return to the clinic, but went straight back to the villa to rest.
At this moment, two dangers are approaching him.
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On an uninhabited island in Siam, there is a building that looks extremely simple on the outside, but there is a different world underground.
In the huge conference room, the lights were dim and several figures were sitting around a round table, holding a meeting.
Their bodies were hidden under their cloaks, and their faces were almost invisible.
The man in the first seat drummed his fingers on the table in a rhythmic rhythm. After a long moment, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Headquarters has been very dissatisfied with our Asia-Pacific region recently. Killing just one Chinese man cost us over a dozen B-level assassins and two A-level assassins. This is absolutely intolerable."
"What can we do? Our A-level assassins cannot enter China at all. If they force their way in, they will soon be targeted by those so-called masters. The B-level assassins we send are useless. The more we send, the greater our losses will be." said another cloaked man.
"Are we just going to let it go like this? No one has ever dared to provoke our Skull and Bones Society like this. If this continues, where will our Skull and Bones Society be able to put their face? This will definitely have a direct impact on our business."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the cloaked men in the conference room fell silent.
After a long while, the cloaked man in the first seat spoke up, "Nine Fingers, this happened because of you. What do you think?"
From the shadows, a man dressed elegantly and holding a scepter walked out.
He smiled faintly and said, "Actually, it's not difficult to resolve this matter. Just give me unlimited authority to mobilize assassins from across the Asia-Pacific region, and I guarantee this matter will be resolved quickly."
As soon as these words were spoken, someone suddenly slammed the table and said, "Nine Fingers, do you know what you're talking about? The only person here who can mobilize the entire Asia-Pacific region's assassins is the Chief. Who do you think you are?"
The Nine-Finger Agent didn't care about the attacks from others. Instead, he smiled elegantly, "I'm certainly not a big deal, but I know that if this continues, the Skull Society will be completely discredited. If our ranking on the Dark List drops, I bet those sponsors from Omi will definitely not continue to cooperate with us. That would be a huge loss."
The conference room suddenly returned to silence, with only the person in the first seat tapping the table.
After about three minutes, the chief monk slowly spoke, "I can give you the authority, but you must sign a military order. If you fail again this time, I will kill you in a cruel way."
The Nine-Finger Agent placed his right hand on his left chest, bowed slightly, and performed the etiquette of an English gentleman. He said, "Thank you for your trust, Your Excellency. I will not let you down."
Under the shadows, a strange curve appeared at the corner of the Nine-Finger Agent's mouth.
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On the other side, an old man and a young man were sitting in a luxury car heading from southern Hunan to Guangzhou.
"Grandpa, who is so influential that he can even invite you?" the young man asked the old man.
"He's just the boss behind a gang. If I hadn't owed him a favor before, I wouldn't have bothered to help him. But it's good this way. By resolving this matter, I have repaid the favor I owed him. I hate owing people things the most." The old man said with his eyes closed, half asleep.
"Gang fight? No way, is this worthy of your personal intervention, grandpa? Otherwise, just leave it to me. Those gangs usually act arrogantly outside. To put it bluntly, they are not ordinary people. They are nothing in front of us ancient warriors." The young man said eagerly.
"How many times have I told you, there's always someone better than you. Don't underestimate anyone." The old man paused and continued, "And I heard that my opponent killed 1,000 people by himself. If this is true, he's definitely no ordinary person."
"One man against a thousand? Wouldn't that be the Grandmaster level? What a joke, do you think the Grandmaster level is easy to come by? You can easily see that those Grandmasters won't take action unless it's absolutely necessary, right?" the young man said disdainfully.
"Yes... The Grandmaster is a realm that many ancient martial artists cannot reach in their entire lives. How can it be so easy to meet one?" The old man also agreed.
"That's why I said this news must be fake. The other party must be afraid that you won't agree to take action, so they deliberately say that the opponent is more powerful. Tsk, even I don't play this kind of trick, and you still use it." The young man said disdainfully.
"Okay, since we have to go to Yangcheng anyway, let's just take care of this matter."
When the young man heard the old man's words, he immediately became excited: "Grandpa, are you going to deal with the man who caused trouble in the Situ family last time?"
"We have to go and resolve it. Although the Situ family is pretending to be your grandson, your second sister has been bullied after all. We can't just let it go like this. Otherwise, where is the face of our Xu family?" The old man suddenly opened his eyes and said.
That’s right, this old man and this young boy are from the Xu family, an ancient martial arts family in southern Hunan.
The old man's name is Xu Shiting. He is the current head of the Xu family and the person with the highest martial arts ability in the entire Xu family.
The boy's name is Xu Baoxiang, he is Valen Hsu's younger brother, and Xu Shiting is Valen Hsu's grandfather.
There was another older brother that Valen Hsu was facing, but he did not come out because he was preparing to participate in the once-in-a-decade ancient martial arts event.
"Hehe, that's great. Whoever dares to offend our Xu family will be dead. I will make him kneel on the iron nails, and then let him cut off his own flesh and blood one by one, and then let him die slowly." Xu Baoxiang showed a ferocious smile, his eyes full of excitement and bloodthirstiness.
It is hard to imagine that such cruel words came from the mouth of a 16-year-old boy.
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