Chapter 113: The Fried Black Cat
It is like containing a huge amount of energy, and every word and sentence of this person is like Hong Zhong Dalu, impacting Jia Huan's heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info He couldn't help but frown, and then looked at the man. At this time, his face began to become clear from the hazy.
Chestnut hair, very short, but curly and densely spread all over the head. A well-defined face that looks like a handsome young student, with a tall nose. The figure also looks very muscular. A man who looks very young. He looked at Jia Huan's lips with a hint of a smile.
"Cheers to the success of our deal!" the young man said to Jia Huan as he raised his glass.
Jia Huan didn't raise his glass, but looked at the young man with a faint smile, shook his head, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, man, I don't know who you are or what you want to do." We don't have a deal, so there's no such thing as a successful deal. β
The man's hand stopped, held it in the air, couldn't help but look at Jia Huan, a little incredible, and looked at Jia Huan's face carefully, thinking that he shouldn't be joking, so he couldn't help but be a little funny, and said with some annoyance: "Do you know what the result will be for someone who goes against my will?"
"I don't care about this!" Jia Huan shook his head, "I only care about the people I should care about." He could already feel the cane stirring, as if he had been inspired by something. However, the cane is in Jia Huan's mustard seed space, and no matter how much he tosses, he can't break through that space.
The two of them sat quietly opposite each other like this, until Jia Huan poured another sip of beer and said, "I really want to know something from you that I am interested in, maybe we can make a deal, but the object of the transaction is not Sophia, but one of your things, I believe it must be important to you." β
"You do have a set. No wonder he planted it in your hands. The young man smiled coldly at Jia Huan, "My staff is in your hand, isn't it? β
"Then you call it by its name, and if it can say yes, it proves that it is yours. Jia Huan smiled, actually looking like a scoundrel, "There is no proof, that thing is yours." β
The young man's face became more and more ugly. He snorted, as if he was laughing at Jia Huan's indiscretion, and as if he was disdainful of Jia Huan's proposal, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "What deal can we negotiate? If there is no Sophia." But...... Even if you don't hand over Sophia, I'll be able to find her. β
"Then you can try it!" Jia Huan sat still, "Of course you can go find it yourself, count on this person next to you, like someone like Omar?"
The young man also smiled at Jia Huan, but at the same time, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared beside him. Dressed in black robes, like a missionary's black robes. This man's outfit is the same as Omar's. After being broken by Jia Huandao, he could no longer hide his body, and appeared beside the young man.
He stood respectfully with the young man, like a slave who was ready to obey orders. This man has always been hidden from the young man's side. The eyes are cold and indifferent, like a poisonous snake. just glanced at Jia Huan, as if he was full of resentment.
"Isn't it? He can find Sophia. Of course, with me here, you can't stop it. The young man said with some smugness, "I can also tell you that Sophia and that girl will definitely not be his opponents." He's so much better than Omar. β
"I know he's tougher than Omar. Jia Huan also smiled, but smiled, "What do you think Omar can't do, he can do? Do you think Omar is dead, he won't die?"
Jia Huan's words made the young man's face change.
"Great master, let me go and give it a try, at least I can avenge my brother. The black-robed man bowed his waist to the young man and said with great humility. But the resentful gaze was always on Jia Huan's body.
"Omar is your brother?" Jia Huan nodded when he heard him say this, and smiled like a sudden realization, "It turns out that you are brothers, no wonder you look at me with such resentment, but...... I don't blame you, after all, it's not me who died, it's your brother, and I really feel sorry for you. Man, it looks like your master doesn't care if he lives or dies in the slightest. β
The black-robed man didn't speak, just looked at the young man expectantly. And the young man also shook his head at Jia Huan and smiled: "It's useless for you to say this, slaves are slaves, and they will always be sincere to their masters." As he spoke, he nodded at the black-robed man.
The black-robed man bowed to the young man, and then turned around and walked towards the door. Jia Huan didn't even make a move to block it.
"If you don't stop him, then we won't have a deal to talk about. I am sure that Sophia will definitely fall into my hands. The young man said to Jia Huan, took a sip of beer very confidently and said, "You are just a humble mortal, even if you have strong abilities, but compared to gods, how insignificant it is." β
"God? It's the first time I've heard someone claim to be God. Jia Huan shook his head and said, "Then...... You can tell me, what kind of god are you? I've read books on Western mythology, which one do you belong to?", he said to him with a mocking tone.
The young man didn't speak, but looked at Jia Huan gloomily, he didn't know where the confidence of the person in front of him came from, even if he could kill Omar, but what could that be? Omar was just a slave, a lowly slave, killing Omar meant that he had enough strength to challenge the order of the gods?
Looking at Jia Huan's somewhat provocative smile, he tapped lightly on the table, and finally stopped: "You are just a mortal, you don't deserve to hear the name of God at all, you can't afford it." Humble mortals. β
"Okay, then...... I can only take my leave, and ...... Our deal is cancelled. I'll keep your staff for you for the time being, because ...... This is my trophy. Jia Huan stood up as he spoke, took out a banknote, and pressed it under the wine glass, "I'm invited to this cup of yours!"
turned around and left, Jia Huan didn't drag the mud and water at all. Since we can't talk about it, then we definitely won't ask for anything. Since it was this man's staff, he didn't believe that he really didn't want to go back.
Sure enough, when Jia Huan stood up, the young man also stood up, looking at Jia Huan's back with some gritted teeth. Picking up his glass, he drank the beer in one gulp, and walked out to the door.
The town has bright street lights and bright moonlight at night, so it's not dark, but it has the feeling of a shiny big city.
Looking out the window at the night, Denise sighed, turned to look at Sophia and said, "I'd love to see a town like this, to be honest, I actually hate being alone, even though I've lived most of my life alone, it's a pity that I can only stay here now." β
Sophia sat on the sidelines, looked at Denise on the side of the bed and smiled: "Listen to Mr. Jia, just stay here until he comes back." To be honest, after all this stuff, I'm not so aggressive anymore. β
"You mean you didn't say goodbye to your own parents?" Denise walked over with great interest, leaned on the side of the bed and looked at Sophia and said, "What you want to say is that you live in California with Jia Huan?"
"Perhaps, of course...... He had to agree. "Actually...... At the time I was just not sure how I felt about him. It's weird, he's a humorless, stereotypical guy, why do I feel that way? Maybe he's using witchcraft on me?"
"Aha-" Denise laughed, "I'm the real witch, he's not." β
The two girls laughed in unison, and Denise also lay down on her back, looked at the ceiling, and said, "Actually...... I didn't like him that much either. I just think he's mysterious and has ideas for people to explore. You know, women are curious, especially when it comes to animals like men. β
Sophia was about to laugh at her, when she suddenly heard a "meow-" cry, and seemed to be a little nervous, and when she saw it, the black cat suddenly jumped from the sofa to the windowsill, and then her body arched, and her tail stood up, and the hair on her body was about to stand up, as if she was about to explode, and she barked again at the window.
"Meowβ" A very poignant voice echoed through the room.