When Sasou arrived near the Red River Hotel, he saw a figure huddling sneakily in the corner of the alley. He recognized that the other party was his old friend Michelle and hurried over.

Maybe Michelle was too focused and didn't hear the footsteps behind him. It was not until Sasio slapped behind him and realized.

"Michelle, what are you doing?"

"Shh..." Michelle raised his index finger and continued to look into the street, then suddenly turned back: "Saso??"

"What? Don't know me anymore?" Sasou felt a little funny.

"I ask you, what's the one named Mosinko, is it really your friend?" Michelle grabbed Sasio's collar.

"yes."

"None of your friends are good things!" Michelle said hatefully.

"Michelle, what's wrong?" Sas O's expression was unhappy: "Don't slander others!"

"Don't believe it?! Humph...you wait here with me to see how I expose their true faces!" Michelle turned around again, looked at the street, and muttered with gritting teeth: "Damn it! I treat you kindly, but I actually deliberately harmed me... wait and see!"

"Michelle, what did they do to make you so angry?!"

"What did you do?" Michelle's forehead veins pounded: "You can tell me clearly about my cooking skills. Is there such a harm to people? I made a plate of barbecue, and they threw it away, and then asked me to make it. When I finished, they threw it away again, and then..."

"I understand!" Sasio suddenly realized and smiled bitterly: "There is a guy named Raphael among them who eats a lot, but actually..."

"Fart!" Michelle jumped up: "I have used hundreds of kilograms of beef, and the cellar is half empty. Sasio, do you want to help them lie to me?!"

"If you don't believe it if you explain it to you, go, I'll take you to find them." Sasou grabbed Michelle's hand.

"No!" Michelle shook Sasou away: "I have to catch them!"

Just as the two of them were tearing each other, a figure pulled open the hotel door and walked out quickly. It was Moxinko, holding a large plate in his hand. He walked to the opposite side of the street, threw everything in the plate into the gutter, and then turned around and walked back.

"Stop it!" Michelle, who was currently in action, rushed out with a whistle as if he had taken stimulants.

Mosinko was startled: "Saso, come back, Michelle, you..."

"Do you still have a conscience? Despicable! Shameless!" Michelle roared.

"What?" Moxinko asked inexplicably.

Michelle's accumulated anger burst out, and a string of notes ejected from his mouth like a bead of beads, denying the unjust behavior of Mosinko and others. The loud and fierce attacks not only attracted many neighbors to come and see the fun, but also the Shanil, Qili and others in the hotel were also alarmed.

Sasio pulled Michelle hard, and Michelle turned around and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

Sasou pointed to the gutter, and Michelle stretched his head and looked in. He was stunned. In addition to some domestic waste, there was also a pile of bones half a foot high. The bones were so clean and tidy that there was no residual meat scrap. Obviously, the people who made them were very, very serious.

"Let's go." Sasio sighed, hugged Michelle's shoulder and walked towards the hotel. Michelle was still in a daze, letting Sasio mercy and not resisting any more.

In the hotel, Han Jin was sitting upright on the chair, looking around, as if he was looking forward to something, and he was still holding the knife and fork in his hand.

"Raphael, are you full?" Sasou asked with a wry smile.

"I'm still a little hungry..." Han Jin's knife and fork gently hit him, making a pleasant sound.

Michelle's face had turned pale. He was not stupid. When he saw the bones, he understood that these people did not harm his cooking skills. On the contrary, they still admired him very much. Didn't they see that they were eating so clean? But if he could choose, he would rather not appreciate this way.

"Saso, your friend is very good and enthusiastic. You have to support us for a year." Moshinko smiled.

Michelle looked dissatisfied. He was indeed what he said and could not deny it. Moreover, he has always paid attention to trustworthiness and cannot deny it.

"Don't bully honest people, okay?" Sasio glared at Mosinko, then walked to Shanelle: "I don't have much money on me, where are you?"

Shaniele opened the space ring, took out a dozen gold coins and threw them on the table: "I only have so many."

Sasou grabbed the gold coins and handed them to Michelle: "Give it, you can take it first."

"No, I can't ask for your money." Michelle refused.

"They are kidding you, do you really want to support us?" Sasou shook his head and said, "Believe it or not, they can eat you into a pauper in ten days!"

"Hehe...we're having fun with you, don't mind." Moshinko smiled.

"I'll take you and take it, and then go and get me some food. They're all full and I haven't eaten yet." Sassou simply grabbed Michelle's hand and stuffed the gold coins in.

"I'm not full!" Han Jin raised his knife and said solemnly.

Sasou rolled his eyes, Michelle was flushed in a red face, and finally put away the gold coins: "There is nothing to eat in the cellar, I'll go outside to buy it for you."

"Okay, then you go." Sasou smiled and patted Michelle on the shoulder.

Michelle took a few steps, stopped there again, and looked at Han Jin with a monster-like look: "You...how much more can you eat?"

"I can eat as much as I have." Han Jin said seriously.

Michelle retreated and fled from the hotel in panic. Qili had been waiting for a long time there, and finally couldn't help but speak, "Saso, have you found something?"

"There is no news about Saint Crown. The army of the Lord of Deep City, Malishen, has blocked the border, but... I have met your Morgan Trading Group and told them that you are at the Red River Hotel. It will probably not take long before they will send people here."

A look of joy appeared on Qili's face, and Han Jin suddenly said, "Qili, are you ready?"

"Preparation? What preparation?"

"If you don't have tokens, they may not recognize you. What should I do if you don't admit that you are the lady of the Morgan family? Even if they admit it, I think... you don't have the right to control them, right?" Han Jin said lightly: "Also, you don't know whether they are loyal or their character, and you can't guess their attitude towards you. Now that the Morgan family is undergoing drastic changes, who dares to say that they are still willing to serve you?"

The joy on Qili's face faded away little by little: "Then...what should I do?"
Chapter completed!