Chapter 558: 558 The child is gone (5)_1
Fang Jiujiu and Gu ngng, hand in hand, stepped off the bus. The dojo was just a short distance away.
Turning off from the pedestrian sidewalk onto a neither wide nor narrow road, several black luxury cars suddenly appeared from behind.
The two little ones promptly stepped aside to yield the way, not daring to compete with the cars.
But strangely, the first car stopped right in front of them, blocking their path.
The following cars parked one after another, trapping them in a circle.
From each car, a man dressed in a black suit and sunglasses stepped out. Any normal kid would have been frightened into tears by now. Yet, Fang Jiujiu and Gu ngng exchanged glances, their faces not showing a hint of fear.
Fang Jiujiu instinctively moved forward to shield Gu ngng: "Who are you?"
The lead man in black, breaking from his stern expression, extracted two giant lollipops from his pocket, each bigger than their faces, and cheerfully said, "Co with us, these lollipops will be yours, and we have more tasty ones for you later."
"..." Fang Jiujiu rolled his eyes at them.
Such a stupid way to try to lure them.
Gu ngng turned to Fang Jiujiu and asked: "We can’t beat them, right?"
"Duh."
Just two tiny kids who could be taken out with one grab, let alone many. Even if there were only one, it would still be problematic to take him down! The martial arts they learned at the dojo are just child’s play, enough to deal with kids their age.
At least they knew their limits.
What a jinx!
Just last night they were talking about this, and now it’s happening!
"Ah!" Gu ngng sighed. She stepped forward and snatched the two lollipops, giving one to Jiujiu. "If we can’t fight them, we better go. Save our energy!"
Lollipops, wasted if not eaten; even Mr. Gu won’t give her lollipops!
She turned around and asked the man with a smile, "Mister, where are we going?"
"..." The man in black hesitated.
He had a feeling... these kids weren’t really tempted by the lollipops.
Anyway, their job was to bring these kids back.
He opened the car door for them, and the two little darlings climbed in one after another. In the car, eager to send Eleven a ssage, Jiujiu’s phone was confiscated, as was Gu ngng’s.
Fearing the kids may burst into tears at any mont, they quickly reassured them, "You can’t play with cell phones in this car, it might explode!"
For so reason, the atmosphere in the car felt strange.
After several seconds, the two kids, staring impassively at the man in the passenger seat in front of them, simultaneously sneered.
They couldn’t even be bothered to put on a fake smile.
Internal monologue: Idiots.
"..." The man in black was internally crumbling.
Did he just see these kids sneering at him?
This mission was going surprisingly well. There were no expected kids’ tantrums. These two darlings got into the car quietly, which made them all feel weird. It seed more like an ordinary task to pick up a young master and a young missy.
Without their phones, Gu ngng started to get bored. She appraised their ride, then tapped the man in front of her and started complaining: "Hey, why did you send this junk car to pick us up? Who told you to co? When you’re inviting us over, you should show a bit more sincerity, don’t you think?"
"..." Junk car? "This car is worth millions, do you know what millions an?"
"Millions, eh......" Gu ngng, biting her own finger pondered, "So just about equal to the amount my Dad makes with a flick of his finger?"
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