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Chapter 65 A Partner with a Lack of Virtue

About ten minutes later, Millie Tang came out of the house at the back shyly. She had changed into a dark blue dress, a big wavy wig on her head, and sprayed some perfume on her body.

Liu Yonglu's eyes widened. Wow, this boy is so handsome. Fortunately, he is a boy. If he were a girl, other girls would have no chance of survival.

"Mr. Richie...will this work? I, or maybe we should try another method. I'll think about whether there is any forbidden spell that can do it."

The reason why Millie Tang could endure Liu Yonglu's torture was, firstly, to repay him for saving her life that day, and secondly, to get the long spell that Liu Yonglu whispered against the gods.

If someone else had given her such a bad idea, the worms in the ice field would have already started their feast.

"That's great! But... wait a moment..."

These small villas with a factory in front and a home in the back usually contain some basic materials, such as copper wire gears, which are not valuable anyway, and are provided for the clergy of the sect who live there to use to improve their equipment.

Liu Yonglu rummaged through the box, took out two sponges and handed them over:

"Well, please take your trouble and put on some padding. I'm good in every way except that I'm thin. If you can squeeze out..."

Before Liu Yonglu could finish his words, Millie Tang picked up the wrench next to her and flew over. Fortunately, Liu Yonglu reacted quickly and turned his head, and the wrench hit the wall behind him.

"You're dead...it seems like there was a mouse on my shoulder just now, and I just scared it away."

"Hehe... forget about the padding. It's too vulgar and I'm afraid people will notice the flaw."

The two of them made preparations and started to act at around eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

As for Liu Yonglu, he found a corner next to the building and squatted there, smoking and playing with ants to pass the time. Millie Tang leaned against the door of the villa, leaning sideways to scan the people coming and going.

There were not many people in the residential area around eight or nine o'clock. Those who were supposed to get off work and go home had already gone home. Only a few people came out from the back door of the Wisdom Church headquarters. They were probably a little late and had just finished their research or dealt with church affairs.

There happened to be a guy, a chubby guy in his thirties, wearing a dark blue robe and a clockwork necklace around his neck. Millie Tang knew from the way he was dressed that he was a priest in the church who was responsible for developing and improving replicas of ancient relics.

The fat boy also lived in the row of townhouses at the back. He was about to go home to take a shower and eat something when he looked up and saw Millie Tang.

"Hey, come in, come in."

"There's no one else in the room except me. Come in."

Millie Tang leaned on the porch and tried hard to put on what she thought was the most feminine expression. She stood there and hooked the little fat boy with her little finger. In her heart, she was cursing Liu Yonglu's ancestors for eighteen generations, saying, "You are too wicked."

The little fat boy looked and was surprised to see a girl, such a beautiful girl. He felt so light-hearted when he walked, as if he was walking on cotton.

As a backbone of the cult, he had seen women before. Saint Daoding City was a city that never slept, and he had seen too many women in bars and brothels.

But he had never seen anyone like this before. Not to mention her skin and appearance, which were flawless, what was even more precious was her temperament. There was a kind of innocence and youthfulness that was very fragile and harmless, which aroused his inner desire to protect her.

If I have to find fault, it would probably be that the hairstyle is a bit off and looks a bit awkward.

"Come in, it's okay, come in."

When Millie Tang saw that the person had stopped, she thought there was a way, so she quickly lifted her hair again.

The fat boy's brain wasn't working at this moment, and his usual cleverness wasn't used at all. He just exerted force with his lower body and slid over along the corner.

As soon as he came in, Milly Tang walked around him, closed the door, and locked it with a click.

"Miss, I don't know..." The little fat boy was quite shy and was thinking about saying a few polite words.

While he was wasting time, Millie Tangren had already run to the window:

"A-choo! A-choo!" and then he started sneezing.

As soon as she sneezed, Liu Yonglu, who was squatting in the corner, put out his cigarette and walked towards the door while slapping his face. He was trying to get in the right mood. When he was almost there, he started banging on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door! Open it!" His tone was quite fierce.

Millie Tang stomped her feet in a slightly exaggerated manner, then stood there with a miserable crying face, looking at the little fat boy with tears in her eyes:
"Oh no, my husband is back! He...he didn't say he would come home tonight..."

The little fat guy was also dumbfounded: "You...you let me in, then, now..."

"My husband has a bad temper. He works at a newspaper and was supposed to be doing typeset work tonight. How come he suddenly came back?" "What should I do? You...where are you going to hide?"

Millie Tang pretended to reach behind the fat boy:
"Hey, I remember, you don't have to hide."

"Do you see that piece of brass rope on the table? You're just sitting there decorating things!"

“He came back and asked me to find out who it was, so I called the priest from the order to help.

"He probably forgot the materials. He will pick them up and leave later."

When the little fat man heard this, he thought, "From the newspaper?" If it was an ordinary person, he would rely on the status of the Wisdom God Church and just say that it doesn't matter whether the other party believes it or not, cover his face and leave. It's not a big deal.

But this newspaper office is not a good idea. If he stands at the door and shouts, everyone living around him will be his colleagues in the sect. If they report to him tomorrow, he will be so embarrassed.

The fat boy became more and more frightened the more he thought about it, and started sweating.

Don't hesitate, just do it! The little fat man didn't know where he got so much energy from, he stepped onto the workbench, picked up the replica of the ancient relic and started repairing it.

When Millie Tang opened the door, she saw Liu Yonglu, who was furious.

"Pfft!" She couldn't hold back her laughter. Fortunately, the little fat man was concentrating all his energy on repairing things and didn't dare to look at them at all.

Liu Yonglu rolled his eyes, coughed, and continued to work:

"Hey, you found it? Coming?"

"You're not coming, are you? You know how much effort I put in to get you in the church, and you're working overtime at the newspaper every day."

"Wow, Father, you are really good and capable."

"I sat in the back and watched and learned. I also loved to study steam machinery since I was a kid, but my brain wasn't good enough, so I didn't join the sect in the end."

"I'm going to study. Bring me a stool. I love watching the priests in the order work. They're smart and awesome!"

Millie Tang brought a stool over, and Liu Yonglu sat in the back, lit a cigarette, and sat there watching without leaving.

The fat man from the Wisdom Cult stole a glance behind him. What happened? Did he sit down?

He couldn't wait to finish the work and leave. Don't just stand there, start repairing it. Pick up the tools, put on goggles, and start repairing with sparks and lightning all the way.

This is not an ordinary steam machine, it is a replica of an ancient relic. Normally, the priest would have spent a week on it. But today, he got really angry and didn't even raise his head for two hours. In the end, he was so dizzy that he almost fell on the table.

Liu Yonglu saw that it was almost done and was polishing the surface, so it should be repaired.

"Okay, let the priest fix it. I'm going to the newspaper office now. I'll come back and read it after the layout is done!"

"I love watching the priest work. Remember to pour him a glass of water later. He is sweating, but his workmanship is really good. He is smart! Awesome!"

He laughed and went out. The fat boy wanted to stand up, but just as he straightened up he sat down again. His legs were numb after working for two hours, and he couldn't lift his arms.

The little fat man took about three minutes to calm down before he stood up from the chair and glanced at Millie Tang. He was so angry.

He wanted to curse but didn't know how to open his mouth. His lips moved a few times, and finally he sighed, picked up his things and ran away.

He was tired, so he went home to take a shower and lie down on the bed to relax for a while.

Liu Yonglu was standing at the door, waiting there. He came in right after the fat man left. After he entered the room and locked the door, he started trying on the replica of Tulua's Hand.

The small brass rope rotates freely according to the force of the wrist. It really works.

Millie Tang also came in after changing her clothes. Looking at Liu Yonglu in front of her, she rolled her eyes and thought that this partner would be hard to find even if all the countries in the world were put together, let alone Moses Sade.

"Okay, we don't have to wait a day, we'll go explore Box 5 again tomorrow!"

It’s Tuesday, I wish you all a happy mood.

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