Sir Ares, Goodnight

Carson whimpered. As if he was approaching the guillotine, he pushed the team aside as he walked over in a crestfallen state.

When Sis Thirteen saw Carson approaching her, she was astonished by his height and size.

Carson deliberately increased the pitch of his voice and asked impatiently, "You want to use the loo, right? Since we're all women, you might as well just do it on the spot."

Carson's words left Sis Thirteen astounded.

It was said that the agents of the military intelligence division had skin thicker than the city walls. Almost no men could stand the sisters' bold and uninhibited characters. Though if compared to this 'woman' before her eyes, the sisters would pale in comparison significantly.

"I can't pee in front of so many people," Sis Thirteen said with a blush.

Carson looked at the little girl's pink and exquisite face. When he noticed her face had flushed crimson, h e realized that she seemed extremely harmless, unlike what Jay had described her to be.

He then dropped his guard a little, saying, "Form a

curtain and surround her."

and

was surrounded in a hidden corner. No one saw the smirk hanging

tracking

already drenched in sweat when he returned to Young Master's

curved up his lips. "How

hell and when he had finally crawled out, Young Master kicked him in

different body structure than us. How am I supposed to know how she peed in the

his hand and threatened to

got them to make a curtain t o cover her up and

butt and roared in anger. "You got us into

stroked the back of his head

chided, "Do you know what she did when

his face paled. "I apologize for

looked up at the fighter jet roaring above his head and

at the peak of the mountain, various agents suddenly rushed out of the dense forest wielding submachine guns. They began firing away at the women's