Chapter 78
"Did you enjoy the amazing performance of the greatest magician?" Gogol followed behind Little Lo with a grin, seemingly oblivious to the little girl's wary expression as she clutched her ice cream bowl.
With her back to Gogol, Xiao Luo secretly scooped a spoonful of ice cream from the refrigerator. "Was Uncle Gogol's survival just an act?"
The child turned around, asking a question.
“That’s right!” Gogol exclaimed excitedly. “Were you scared?”
"Yes!" Little Luo happily moved closer to Fyodor, tilting her head up with bright eyes, and said, "Daddy, look, Guoguo has admitted to slandering you. Let's sue him for emotional distress damages!"
Fyodor gently pressed his fingertips against the bowl and chopsticks the little girl was holding, frowned and thought for a moment, wondering how many bowls this was for the child.
Hearing Xiao Luo's excited voice, a hint of inquiry flashed in her deep purple eyes. Xiao Luo harbored great malice towards Gogol, and she would use any underhanded tricks she could find on him.
Why? What exactly is wrong with that page?
While pondering, Fyodor glanced at Gogol, who was looking on with interest, but did not immediately respond.
Gogol, listening to the little girl's words, exaggeratedly clutched his chest, looking utterly heartbroken. "Slander? Why would Little Lo think that about me? This is an impromptu performance by the great magician!"
"Gogol's mouth is a lying devil." After experiencing Gogol's deception, Xiao Luo didn't believe it at all. She smugly scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and stuffed it into her mouth, "This matter won't be settled without 5,000 yuan."
"So simple?" Gogol exclaimed in surprise as he pulled a wad of cash from his cloak and casually handed it to Little Lo.
The little girl's eyes lit up, and she suppressed her pounding heart, ready to retaliate, and said, "No cash, card!"
Wouldn't that be simpler? Gogol felt something was off. He casually pulled out a black card and stuffed it into Xiao Luo's hand. "Consider the rest a small gift. Don't be shy."
The bewildered little girl, clutching the black card, asked incredulously: Why?
Fyodor quietly observed the interaction between Lori and Gogol, and was once again convinced that Lori believed that Gogol had a grudge against her.
The power of books can make the Sky Casino appear out of thin air without anyone suspecting it, and can also make them forget the past, leaving them completely unaware.
The black-haired youth's long, narrow eyelashes drooped, obscuring his thoughts, as he slowly and deliberately stopped Xiao Luo from feeding him ice cream.
“You have already eaten enough. Even though you are not human, you still have to abide by the conservation law of the human body.”
"Hmm..." Xiao Luo suddenly remembered that she had gotten sick because she ate too much ice cream, and put down the bowl guiltily. "No, no, this bowl is for Dad."
Eat the ice cream, then enjoy the taro-filled strawberry flavor.
Xiao Luo slurped her saliva.
Unimportant lies are ignored. Fyodor calmly estimated the time; Kamui should have already finished talking with Sigma, so going there now wouldn't be a problem.
Sigma did indeed finish his talk with Kamui. After being coerced into joining the Five Signs of Decay of the Celestials and becoming a wanted criminal alongside them, Sigma, filled with resentment, demanded his wages from Fuchi Sakura.
Fukuchi Sakura scratched his head, surprised that the embodiment of the book page was so obsessed with money. He calmly reached into his pocket and rummaged around.
I remember having a fair amount of money left over when I bought the wine, which should have been enough to pay Sigma in advance.
After searching for a while without finding anything, Fukuchi Sakura paused, frowned, and pulled out his wallet with a puzzled look. He clearly remembered that the money was in his pocket.
It was alright; Fukuchi Sakura remained unconcerned. He remembered that he still had a few black cards in his bag.
Casually opening the wallet, the Far East hero, the leader of the Five Signs of Decay of the Celestials, Fudi Yingchi stared blankly at her empty wallet, stunned. After a long while, she hesitated and looked up, "This old man... seems to have been robbed. Could you transfer the money later?"
Sigma was furious. He had crushed himself into a cotton ball. Did you really think he was a cotton candy? You turned him into a criminal, and now you won't even give him money.
This dangerous man in front of me, let a thief steal my money? He can't even come up with a decent excuse!
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