Sir Ares, Goodnight

Now, there was only one meager hope left, which was hoping the local gang could bring them reliable information.

Three days later, the local gang leader's daughter vigorously charged into Jenson's hotel under the escort of a group of bodyguards.

"Who wanted to see my father?" The girl appeared relatively young, but she was wearing sunglasses and had a cigarette dangling from her bright red lips. Her appearance was pleasant, but she gave out a hooliganlike temperament.

There was a group of bodyguards following her from behind.

Jenson was seated on the sofa with his legs crossed. He looked at the unexpected guest with indifference.

Zayne treated everyone that came as a guest, hence he enthusiastically inquired, "Who might your father be, young miss?" sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Roy Comrade."

At this time, Storm whispered to Jenson, "Young Master, Roy Comrade is S Country's local gang leader. He's listed himself as someone from the chamber of commerce, but he's secretly doing business with smugglers and thugs."

Storm had stayed in S Country for three years. In order to find Baby Robbie, he had disguised himself into various identities and dealt with big figures from all walks of life in this country. He was well-versed with all the influential figures here.

not you,"

noticed Jenson's extraordinary charm, and because of his maturity, she mistakenly thought that Jenson was a 16 or 17-year-old

unexpectedly. "If

toward the girl. Then, he said domineeringly,

pursed her lips and chuckled. "If it weren't for you people looking for him, I wouldn't have

discuss terms. What will it take for you

extreme confidence, "You'll have

under the impression that Jenson could fight. Hence, he quickly refused. "Our Jenson doesn't get

stood up languidly. "In how many

slightly startled. She was not expecting Jenson to be so

time, her fighting spirit was aroused. "If I can't beat you in ten moves, I'll

I can't beat you after

girl was stirred up, and she immediately

vision

and sweep her legs. Jenson suddenly jumped up, stepped on the girl's spine, and did a somersault to the back. He then did a 540-degree revolving kick, making the gir fly down like a fallen leaf before landing on the ground with

his eyes and did not dare to look. Jenson had asked others for help, yet he was not merciful

stared at Jenson in a