CEO's Love Affairs

C811 Help My Mommy(2)



C811 Help My Mommy(2)

2The masked man asked him in a deep voice.    2

    

"No! I'm not." The little guy shook his head. "My mommy and I are both prisoners of the African Union. When my mommy was carrying me, she was put under house arrest by the people of the African Union! Until now, it has been seven years, and I have never walked out of that small house!! "    

    

As the little guy spoke, traces of tears unconsciously appeared in his eyes. That appearance made people feel heartache from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

The masked ghost seemed to have some doubt, "Since you're prisoners of the African Union, then why are the people of the African Union training you?"    

    

"They want me to stay in the African Union! They say that I am a genius in martial arts, so they arrange all kinds of training for me every day..."    

    

Relo shook his head, "They are not afraid of the backlash from you!"    

    

"Uncle, will you help me?"    

    

The little guy anxiously pulled on the sleeve of the ghost mask jacket and asked him.    

    

"You mean you want us to offend the African Union for your ten million?"    

    

Relo shook his head, "I don't agree."    

    

"Are you afraid of them?"    

    

"Damn it! We, 'Xu', have seen all kinds of things. Why would we be afraid of a mere African Union?!"    

    

The little guy's words had indeed triggered Relo's sensitive nerves, but...    

    

"We won't offend the African Union just because of your ten million yuan. This isn't about whether we are afraid or not, but whether it is worth it or not!"    

    

That was to say, he felt that the money was too little!    

    

Standing at the side, the masked ghost who had been silent all this while finally spoke, "If I go, does this blade belong to me alone?"    

    

"Mask!" Relo shouted and said, "Isn't it just a knife? Don't mess around!"    

    

"Uncle, do you want to come alone?" The little guy blinked his eyes and was a little uncertain, "It's impossible for one person to barge into the African Union's camp alone."    

    

"I didn't say I wanted to go alone."    

    

The mask continued. He turned his head and glanced at Relo, who was beside him. It was as if he was asking them with his eyes.    

    

Liard did not say anything.    

    

Relo seemed to have thought of something and asked Little Zeyao, "What do you plan to do after saving your mother? Do you think that the people of African Union will let you go after you come out?"    

    

Little Ze Yao blinked his eyes in distress.    

    

"How about this!"    

    

Relo suggested, "Little devil, if you agree to join our 'Xu' as soon as you come out of the African Union, I can consider whether or not to help you save your mother!"    

    

"Join you?"    

    

The little guy blinked his charming eyes.    

    

On the side, a smile of approval appeared on the lips of the man with the stoic mask.    

    

This was a good way to make a deal.    

    

"Yes! As long as you are willing to join our Xu, you will be one of our members. Then we have a reason to save your mother for you! And you can put away your Elephant Teeth Knife with peace of mind. We don't want it either! " Liard quickly added a few more words.    

    

He liked this little guy very much. If he could bring it back to Xu, then his little Reo would have a companion.    

    

The little fellow slowly withdrew his little saber. Obviously, he was still a little hesitant about their suggestion.    

    

He knew what a mercenary was. In fact, he did not have any aversion in his heart, but he was afraid that his precious Yueqing would not be able to accept it.    

    

"What is it? Are you unwilling? If you don't want to, then forget it! Then there's nothing else we can do!"    

    

Relo spread his hands and lazily sat back down on the sofa.    

    

The masked man did not speak and just stared straight at him.    

    

Somehow, he felt that this child...    

    

It was as if he was somewhat familiar with this child.    

    

It wasn't that he looked familiar, nor did he have any other feelings. He just felt that in his heart...    

    

It was as if his blood was boiling!!    

    

It was because of this seven-year-old boy!!    

    

What the hell!    

    

"Alright! I promise you!"    

    

The little guy finally nodded, "Then you must promise me that you will not imprison my treasure like the African Union!"    

    

"Tch! Do you think our mercenary group is a prison?! We are not interested in that!" As Relo said this, the smile on his lips was very wide.    

    

If this little boy were to be lectured for a few more years, he would definitely be an incredible character!    

    

"Alright! Then it's decided. You guys help me, I'll join you guys!"    

    

"It's a deal!!"    

    

Relo spread out his hands, and the little guy's little hand slapped heavily on his big palm.    

    

After the gentleman's agreement was made, the little guy also heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.    

    

He raised his head and looked at the masked ghost who had been staring at him in a daze. Then, he took out a military knife from his waist and handed it to him. "Uncle Mask, are you very interested in it? I can lend it to you."    

    

The masked ghost was stunned for a moment. It stretched out its hand and picked up the very strange military knife in the little guy's hand.    

    

The little guy between his legs kept introducing, "This is the last gift that my daddy left for my mommy."    

    

The masked ghost slowly rubbed the military knife...    

    

On the blade handle, there was even a very delicate 'Tang' character carved into it...    

    

It was as if he had seen it somewhere before...    

    

Tang!    

    

The masked ghost narrowed his eyes, as if he was trying his best to recall something. However, he could not recall anything.    

    

Liard seemed to have noticed the strangeness of the mask and asked him with concern, "What is it? Do you know him?"    

    

"No..." The mask shook its head. "I don't know! But... I don't remember him at all. "    

    

He lowered his head and looked at the cute child beside his feet. "Where's your father? Dead? "    

    

He asked very directly.    

    


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