CEO's Love Affairs

"Hmm?"    

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.    

"Actually, I am a member of African Union. Our boss sincerely wishes to invite you to join our alliance! On behalf of our alliance, I would like to ask if you are interested in joining. "    

The little fellow spoke in a serious manner.    

That manner made Liard laugh along with him.    

"African Union?"    

Mask Ghost Qing smiled coldly, "It is impossible for us to enter your African Union."    

"Why?" The little guy blinked his eyes suspiciously.    

"There are not that many reasons!" The masked ghost patted the little guy's round head, "No wonder this kid is so good at fighting. It turns out that he was taught by the African Union."    

"Uncle and auntie, are you sure you won't join the African Union?"    

"Definitely not."    

The one who spoke this time was Liard.    

She was rejected, but there was no disappointment in the little guy's eyes.    

There was not much change in his expression on his little face. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the medicine box beside Liard.    

There was a logo on the medical box. The little guy was slightly stunned, "You are from 'Xu'?"    

'Xu was the alias of their mercenary group.    

Everyone looked at the little guy in disbelief. "It seems that this kid knows this world better than we thought!"    

"Tsk tsk... I really want to see what's buried in this little guy's head."    

Liard exclaimed.    

Relo joked, "Then try cutting it open!"    

The little guy jumped away in defense, "No!"    

The three of them looked at his appearance and could not help but laugh in relief.    

When the little guy saw that everyone was only joking with him, he felt slightly relieved. He glanced at everyone and asked again as if he wasn't sure, "Are you really not going to join the African Union?"    

"No!"    

The three of them answered at the same time.    

This kid is so long-winded!!    

The little guy's pitch-black eyes turned, and his eyes flickered with a dark and unclear light.    

At that moment, his eyes seemed to be filled with some sort of happiness, or perhaps, a long sigh of relief?    

Did they see wrongly?    

"Uncle, how much does your mercenary group pay for a mission?"    

The little guy looked up and asked them.    

Relo teased, "What's wrong? You want to join us? Sure! Our mission is worth tens of millions. If you want to join us, you will definitely earn more than you earn in the African Union! Come on?"    

"Tens of millions?"    

The little guy's eyes widened as he touched his empty pocket, "So expensive..."    

On the side, the masked ghost saw that the little guy seemed to be in trouble, so he asked, "What's the matter? Is something the matter?"    

The little guy nodded, "There's... something the matter."    

His little hand struggled to touch his waist.    

There, don't give them the gift that father left for them...    

That ivory saber.    

Just now, he seemed to have seen that Masked Ghost uncle was very interested in this saber. He didn't know if he could use this saber to exchange for this transaction...    

But, this was the last gift his father left for them!!    

The little fellow kept his brows knitted and kept struggling, as if it was very difficult for him to make the decision.    

The three of them looked at each other in dismay, truly unable to understand what this little brat wanted to do.    

Finally...    

The little guy took a deep breath and pulled out the sharp ivory saber from his waist, lighting it up in front of the three of them.    

The moment the saber came out, the mask ghost's blue eyes flashed.    

His gaze stopped on the saber, then looked at the child opposite him...    

He only felt that there was a surge of hot blood flowing wildly in his chest...    

He did not know what this feeling was...    

However, it was a very "stimulating" emotion! Very excited!!    

This saber seemed to be especially fated with him!!    

"This saber, where did you get it from?"    

The masked ghost asked him in a hoarse voice.    

"Wow! Isn't this the ivory knife? There are only a few in this world. " Relo eagerly wanted to take a look at it.    

In the end, the little guy carried the knife behind his back vigilantly.    

"Stingy!" Relo said with resentment, "What? Don't tell me you want to use this knife to get rid of all three of us?"    

But they really did not see any killing intent in the boy's eyes.    

"Of course not!"    

The little fellow hurriedly shook his head in denial.    

"What's the market value for this knife?"    

The little guy asked them.    

Relo's eyes lit up. "You want to sell it?"    

"Ten million!" The masked ghost answered him.    

"It's worth so much..." the little guy muttered.    

He looked up at the tall Masked Ghost and asked, "Uncle Masked Ghost, do you want it?"    

"You want to give it to me?" The Masked Ghost looked at him in confusion.    

"No!" The little guy shook his head. "You are mercenaries, right? As long as you give me a commission, you will accept my mission, right? I... This knife, this knife will be your commission, okay?"    

The little guy pushed the knife in front of the masked ghost, his eyes filled with reluctance.    

But...    

He had no choice but to do this now!    

In the future, when he had money, he would definitely find Uncle Mask to redeem his saber.    

"Hey! Kid, ten million commission is too little!"    

Relo was still talking about something, but the masked ghost had already opened his mouth and asked him, "What do you want us to do?"    

"I want you to help me save my mommy!"    

"?" The three of them looked at him in confusion.    

The little guy became anxious, "Uncle and auntie, help me save my mommy!! She has been trapped by the African Union for seven years..."    

The three of them looked at the little guy in front of them in surprise.    

"Aren't you from the African Union?"