Chapter Four Hundred Eighty-Seven: The Mister's Order
"Gomez! Come help, dammit!!"
Chen Nuo clearly saw the Son of the Sun arriving. Yet, he helplessly watched as this old guy stopped mid-air in the distance, making no move to approach. Therefore, Chen Nuo couldn't help but let out an anxious roar.
In his arms, Yun Yin was still struggling fiercely. Although one arm was pinned by him, the other kept slapping Chen Nuo's back.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! It was like the beating of a drum!
Chen Nuo felt like his skeleton was about to fall apart from the pounding, and he even started coughing up blood!
"You old fart! Hurry up and help... Fuck! Shit!!"
Chen Nuo yelled again, but this time, after only getting halfway through his call for help, he couldn't help but burst into profanity!
That's because, right before his eyes, the Son of the Sun, that old bastard, gave him the middle finger from afar!
And then... that son of a bitch! He actually turned tail and ran away!!!
