"Try glaring at me one more time, punk?"
Taotie glared at Meng Po and said coldly.
His fierce appearance was even more terrifying by three measures than Meng Po, like a real Hell Evil Ghost.
"You give me another glare, and I'll dig out your eyeballs and use them as stepping stones."
Taotie and Meng Po seemed to be competing to see whose eyes were bigger, each glare more intense than the last, neither willing to back down.
"Get lost, stop getting in the way."
Meng Po glared at Taotie and said coldly.
"Damn your uncle's third aunt."
"I'm not leaving."
Taotie spoke without thinking, going along with Meng Po's words instinctively.
"Heh heh..."
Meng Po sneered coldly.
She grabbed Tom and tossed him aside like a ragdoll.
Tom drew a graceful arc through the air, and before he could react, he landed into a warm embrace.
Tom was stunned and looked up.
He met Unhappy's eyes directly.
It turned out Tom had been thrown by Meng Po straight into Unhappy's arms.
