Three days later, Ai Bo was still preparing a plan to poison his eldest sister and second brother.

She had to do it, and Eppo was protesting to her eldest sister 'You can't eat that much energy alone!' 'Later.

Not only was the power in Aibo's own body drained by the eldest sister, but the 'food' she left behind after that couldn't even feed Lieta.

Lieta cherished the poisons so much that it took Epo a long time to get twenty or so from her.

She could guess that the poisons had other uses, but in Abo's eyes... These protocrystals are highly poisonous that can harm them.

But the measurement is not enough, the eldest sister has been living in the city for I don't know how many years, and the energy stored in her body is ten million times that of Aibo.

She needed a more pure protozolite.

The long hair behind Aibo turned into tentacles and grabbed a stick, which tried hard to break it, but failed.

She's so weak that she probably can't even beat a human, but in order to get a purer primordial crystal, Aibo has to talk to the maker of this thing.

The information that Apo had heard from Lieta was that the Maker was stationed in the Sewing Gang.

So, despite this weak state, Epo disguised himself and went to the tavern run by the Sewing Gang in a different way.

"What's the matter with the Inspector visiting our little shop again?"

Marceau immediately notices Aibo wandering around the store, even though she changes her appearance to look like a down-and-out beggar.

The temperament of the Inspector and the human is fundamentally different, and the beggars do not dare to come to the Sewing Gang's tavern.

"Do you know this?"

Ai Bo didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a primordial crystal from his gray robe and asked.

"It looks like something the Crocodiles are selling." Marceau glanced at the protocrystall in Aibo's palm, and ruthlessly threw the pot onto the mud crocodile.

"I'm here to buy this."

Aibo knew that the woman in front of him was lying, so he directly told Marceau what he meant.

The Inspectors have already cleaned up the Mud Crocodiles, just because the Mud Crocodiles are selling these things.

Marceau clearly didn't want the Sewing Gang to suffer the same fate as the lizards.

"You're going to buy this?" The expression on Marceau's face changed for a moment, but she calmed down, took a puff of the cigarette in her hand, and said, "Inspector, we really don't have this thing, if you want to drink......"

"Stop playing dumb!"

Aibo has little patience for humans, especially those who are too shrewd or too stupid.

"Are you sure you want to buy it?"

Marceau shook the butt of the cigarette rolled by his fingertips, the sewing gang can secretly sell the little overlord has not been interfered with by the inspectors, first, the organizations under the inspectors have been bought by Marceau, and the second is the existence of the orange cat.

The orange cat made it clear to Marceau that if one or two of the inspectors were to do so, it could help dispose of it.

If it's the more powerful kind, you can't help it.

Marceau knew that the orange cat was not referring to the human patrol, but to the 'Faceless Man'.

The Faceless Man was the true ruler of the city, and Marceau couldn't be sure if the one in front of her was the Faceless Man, but she could feel that the aura on the other side was weak.

"Let me talk to the maker of this thing." Aibo directly said a proposal that made Marceau murderous.

Marceau frowned and thought for a long time, and the next second she seemed to hear something, and a thin smoke came out of her mouth.

"Follow me." Marceau said to the man in front of him.

Aibo stared at the human and turned away, a slight sigh of relief in her heart, followed by a sense of shame and anger.

It's a shame that she's feeling threatened in the face of a human, and she's angry that she's in such an embarrassing situation... It was her eldest sister and brother.

Aibo was too weak now, weak enough to be cautious of a human, and she was already risking her way to the Sewing Gang in this state.

"I'll be polite when I see Garfield, it's not a very good character." Marceau led Epo into the depths of the Sewing Gang station.

Is the original maker's name Garfield?

The personality is not very good...

Aibo had seen those murderous humans eat even the corpses of their own kind when they were in desperate situations.

But no matter how terrifying humans were before, they couldn't scare Marceau, because Marceau was too powerful at that time, and a human with a strong physique was not as strong as Marceau's tentacles.

But now it's different......

Her strength was now so weak that she could break even a stick.

Marceau walked to the door of the deepest room, where he stopped, and made a gesture of please to Epo.

"It's better to be respectful, it doesn't like to be disturbed while it's eating." Marceau said.

This kind of personality is quite like her bastard sister, but Garfield's name sounds a little weird, it should be a man?

In his mind, Eppo conjured up a bald man with explosive muscles, biting at a piece of flesh in his mouth.

The members of the sewing gang are basically such strong men.

Undeterred, Aibo pushed open the door and walked in, the light in the room was slightly dim, and Aibo soon saw a pair of dark green pupils light up in the darkness.

"You... Is there anything you want me to do? ”

A deep voice rang out in the room, and Aibo instantly entered a state of battle, the hair behind her turning into dozens of tentacles.

"Where's the one who speaks? Come out! ”

Aibo's gaze scanned the room, but he didn't find any human figure.

"I'm here." But the sound still echoed through the room.

"Are you fooling me?"

Aibo didn't like the feeling of being fooled by humans, and even disgusted it...

But suddenly an orange figure jumped up in her field of vision, trying to get her attention.

"So I'm right in front of you!"

Aibo could see where the figure was emanating, it was a four-legged creature with an orange body, if she remembered correctly... Humans refer to this creature as cats.

The orange cat kept jumping up and down the table, waving its front paws, and finally Eppo finally focused his eyes on it.

"You're that Garfield-sama?" Aibo asked incredulously.

"That's right, I'm Joe, the leader of the Sewing Gang... Forget it, you can call me Garfield. "The orange cat picked up its front paws just like a human.

"Just a cat?"

Although Ai Bo said this, she still stared at the orange cat, the pink ball of meat and the soft little belly...

"You look down on cats?" The orange cat asked, looking into Ebon's skeptical eyes.

The orange cat's eyes were full of contempt and provocation, and Aibo, who was already holding back the fire in his belly, was still ignited at this moment.

When she reached out to grab the orange cat, the orange cat jumped into the air and dodged Aibo's hands, and then the orange cat made a beautiful spin in midair, and stretched out his hind paws, and kicked Aibo in a gyroscope kick position.

The orange cat's strength was beyond the gray mist girl's expectations, and Ebo lost her balance and fell to the ground, covering her cheek with her hand, and when she looked at the orange cat squatting on the table again, the expression on her face seemed to be full of doubts about the world.