Sir Ares, Goodnight

"Great."

As soon as Zack's voice fell, Monster raised his pistol and aimed it at Old Man Zack's head. He smiled in a flatteringly demonic manner. "Then, let me test which one's quicker, your agility or my gun." After finishing his sentences, Monster pulled the trigger.

Zack stroked both of his hands in front of his chest, and immediately, a hurricane was formed on the flat ground. All the computer desk equipment flew toward Monster.

Monster was so stupefied that his pupils dilated. Old Man Zack's internal strength was so mellow and rich that it made him gasp in amazement.

He was pounded by one of the computers, making his bullet miss its aim. Yet, it had managed to injure Old Man Zack's arm.

When Monster lifted his head once more, Zack had disappeared along with Jenson.

"What a great master of martial arts," Monster said as he sighed.

After Baby Robbie was tied up like a turkey, he was brought over to the fighter aircraft by Monster's

guards. The aircraft next to theirs was the one used by the military intelligence division's sisters.

a touch of consternation filled his eyes. He thought of Sis Jasmine's words

utterly stunned when she saw Baby Robbie. She stepped off the fighter aircraft and asked the guards escorting Baby Robbie, "Is he Lil

he could not tell Sis Poppy his true identity. Hence, he merely stared

fighter aircraft next to him,

Poppy in terms of title, so

"The... Division Master notified us that Jenson Ares is an important hostage, so he'll personally take care of it." Sis Poppy naturally did not

somewhat reluctantly glanced at Baby Robbie but saw him staring straight at her

was a little strange,

was a little disappointed that Sis Poppy did not get the

fighter aircraft and stared at her shoes in

how weird it was for the kid to

the other military intelligence division's sisters, "The kid in the next fighter aircraft isn't Jenson but our Lil Pox." "No way. Didn't Sis Jasmine blow

must be mistaken, Sis Two," said Sis

sure he's Lil Fox. He was staring at my shoes earlier, and these were

be frank with us. Is the reason why you like to wear men's clothes perhaps so

clothes is a gift bestowed upon me by the heavens. It'll be a waste if I don't wear them. Are you guys jealous of