The Devil of the Walking Street

Swell asked, "What?"

Lan Ming had a strange expression on his face. He faltered and said, "A friend I haven't contacted for a long time. Said he came to China..."

"Oh." The man didn't think much, but just replied casually.

"Then he said... Renault rushed back to Cameron overnight last night."

Swell raised his eyebrows: "How does he know?"

Lan Ming: "He's in this business..."

Swell: "Then why did he tell you?"

The little devil frowned, and took the phone back without replying to the text message: "I don't know either."

Moreover, there is one sentence at the end of the message.

【You succeeded? (??????)??]

success?success what?

He couldn't figure out how much the other party knew about his affairs, and he couldn't figure out the meaning of such an endless sentence.

For this kind of "person", the best way to get along is to be wary and ignore it.

When the two were silent, Hadley couldn't hold back anymore: "The Patriarch has gone back?!"

Lan Ming: "?"

The gray-haired young man rubbed his hair in a broken state: "What about me?!"

Swell glanced puzzledly: "Didn't you run out? Is this a betrayal? Do you still expect to go back?"

"No!" Hadley looked at the coffee table blankly, rubbing his hands back and forth anxiously: "It's because I...betrayed. Why did the Patriarch let me go?"

Siweier couldn't help holding his forehead: "You think too much."

Hadley's heart was beating wildly: "I didn't!"

The various ways of death that had been simulated before played out in turn in his mind again, and the tragic hero was himself.

"Then let me ask you—" Swell dragged his voice and asked frivolously: "Do you know some unknown secrets of the Cameron family?"

"……Do not."

"Your strength is off the charts?"

"……Do not."

"you are very handsome?"

Can you answer yes?

"You don't need to answer this." Swell continued: "In short, what do they care about you?"

"..." Hadley felt like he had been hit by an arrow in the knee.

"Are you valuable? Worth their trouble and effort to kill you?" Swell raised his chin, and stroked his curly brown hair with his right hand: "Against the great and respected Archbishop Swell?"

Shameless.

Lan Ming held his mouth shut, turned his head and couldn't bear to watch the people around him continue to pretend.

Hadley was still feeling uneasy, and he tried his best to express the uneasiness in his heart: "But..." He thought for a while, and finally organized his words: "Isn't it always acted like this in movies? Those who betray the boss... will always be punished." dealt with."

Swell: "..."

What he said was so reasonable that I was speechless.

Lan Ming clicked his tongue, expressing that he didn't want to continue listening to the other party's ideas: "Lei Nuo wouldn't do that. He's not the kind of ruthless person."

The boy leaned forward, clasping his hands in his lap.He looked into the gray eyes of the young man, and said word by word: "I hope you don't think about it."

Hadley nodded quickly.

"Heh." Ever since Lan Ming spoke for Renault, Swell had been staring at the young man intently. At this moment, he finally said, "Anyway, that werewolf has finally returned."

Lan Ming: "...What's your tone?"

The man was taken aback for a moment, and was hit by this serious question.

Swell felt that the depression in his heart was finally exploded: "I was almost stabbed to death by him! You defend him like this? Huh?"

Are you jealous? !

With an inexplicable expression on his face, Lan Ming was grabbed by the arm by the man who stood up with a sneer.

Swell gritted his teeth: "Let's have a chat—a topic between us."

"..."

Lan Ming was dragged and dragged into the archbishop's room. Hadley tried to follow with a gossip, but was fixed in place by Swell's eyes.

The young couple is flirting with each other... You single dog, it's better not to follow along.