Divine Child System

"You can't believe it!"

Ye Meng curled his lips and replied.

When Nice heard it, he was delighted.

Ye Meng's ability to say this proved to some extent that he was quite sure. On the contrary, if Ye Meng gave a seamless explanation, he might not believe it.

"Well, in that case, we will pay out the ticket price!"

Right now, Nis gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

As soon as his voice fell, the members of the Death Team around him suddenly said in a hurry.

"Boss, this kid is obviously blackmailing, how can you trust him?"

"That is, let alone whether he can take us out or not. The ticket price alone is completely open to the lion."

"Boss, you must not be fooled!"

The idioms of a group of death squads were babbling, and Nis's face suddenly sank as he listened.

"Shut up, are you the boss, or am I the boss?"

After Nice's loud shout, all the members of the Death Squad closed their mouths and dared not say much.

Even though Nice is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but in the death team, it is very prestigious.

When Nis just remembered, he was taken by the former leader of the death team to go through the world.

Since the age of seven, Nis's hands have been contaminated with human lives, and more and more.

Therefore, these members of the Grim Reaper team really admire Nis heartily.

After reprimanding the crowd for a few words, Nice gave a fist to Ye Meng.

"I don't say anything, I'm rude, don't blame the young master!"

Seeing a blond crooked nut and a serious essay, Ye Meng only felt ridiculous.

Although Niss is not crooked nuts, but who told him to look exactly like those crooked nuts on earth?

"Forget it, there are a lot of adults, it's no surprise that if you want to go out, hurry up and pay!"

Ye Meng waved his hand and said milky voice.

"Little young master, we will pay this money, but we can't spend that much for the time being, you see if you can..."

After hearing this, Nice asked tentatively.

"No money? If you don't have money, take someone to mortgage it. You will all pay this baby for a hundred years and work for this baby!"

Seeing this, Ye Meng pulled her small face, and immediately turned into a skin of Ten Thousand Realms Zhou.

Wei Yifeng on the side smiled bitterly after hearing it.

It's all right now, finally someone is with him.

The next moment, his gaze swept towards Nis and the others, his eyes full of feelings of sympathy.

"Yes, just follow the instructions of the young master!"

When Nice heard it, he gritted his teeth and responded.

The members of the Death Team behind him stared anxiously, but they did not dare to oppose Nice's decision!

How could the boss agree to such a condition, wouldn't it be that he pushed himself into the pit?

At the thought of losing a hundred years of freedom, those members of the Death Team felt desperate.

In fact, they didn't know that Nice had other plans in mind.

Now first agree to Ye Meng's terms, and when they really go out, they want to leave, what can Ye Meng do with them?

When the time comes, will they still be allowed to come and go freely?

However, Nis was not prepared to tell the team members about this plan.

"In that case, let's go!"

Ye Meng didn't seem to realize that Niss would make a short promise. He waved his little hand, and led everyone toward the door of another dimension.

Those great scholars also followed out. Of course, for some reason, Ye Meng waived their ticket money, so that these great scholars almost burst into tears in gratitude.

After all, some of their old bones, selling them, can't afford the tickets.