Perhaps the sugar is related to his marriage?
Master Pu glanced at his unfortunate apprentice again and snorted.
Less than half an hour later, the car drove into an old residential area. Looking at the crumbling door, Zhao Xiaoyue wondered what the old man was up to.
The gate opened, the car drove in, and the gate closed automatically.
What came into view was a three-story building, but Zhao Xiaoyue thought it looked like an unfinished project.
Hou Taotao led Pu Liuye inside, through the first building, into a corridor, at the end of which was an inconspicuous door.
Zhao Xiaoyue thought to herself, she would bet it was something like an elevator.
Sure enough, Hou Taotao broke open a box and pressed the numbers on the keypad inside.
A moment later, the door opened, and the three of them boarded the gold-rimmed elevator.
It's inlaid with real gold!
Zhao Xiaoyue was speechless; she simply couldn't understand the intelligence of nouveau riche.
As it descends to the lowest point, it even announces with a voice, "We've arrived at basement level four. Have a great time!"
Zhao Xiaoyue followed behind the two men and chuckled softly. They were indeed from the underworld. It was over; there was no way to escape now.
I can't help but click my tongue in amazement. I wonder if knowing this old guy's secret will get me silenced!
Wherever Uncle Pu and Hou Taotao went, they were greeted in unison.
A whole bunch of bodyguards in black!
About ten minutes later, the view ahead became wider and wider, and various sounds were mixed together.
Cheers, the sound of a lump of meat hitting the ground, the thud of targets being fired, and swirling smoke.
What Zhao Xiaoyue found jarring was the teasing.
She paused for two or three seconds, then followed behind the two of them as if nothing had happened.
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