The Established Siblings of the Pack

Likewise, Kingsley also sneered. “No problem.” After that, he pointed at the backpack on the wooden chair beside him with his chin and said calmly, “There! The money is in that bag. Go and get it.”

In an instant, her eyes brightened. Crooking her finger, she ordered, “Zwander! Go and get the money!”

As soon as she gave her order, Zwander swiftly walked up to the chair. He grabbed the backpack strap and opened the zipper.

At the next moment, he carried the backpack upside down and shook it, letting everything drop out of the bag. “Red, I don’t think there’s a wallet or anything valuable in here.”

With that, he squatted down. After throwing a few short sleeves shirts aside, he scolded, “Just a few f*cking clothes, a power bank, and a phone—” Zwander gradually paused as he flipped through the items that dropped out of the bag.

“Search carefully again! Check if there’s a wallet in the interlayer!”

After she finished speaking, Scarlett looked at Kingsley with a sullen face. “Kid, you’re dead if you dare to play tricks with us!”

Zwander picked up the backpack upon hearing Scarlett’s words and unzipped the zipper of the interlayer. Instantly, he shouted with great joy, “Red, you guessed it right! There’s a small bag inside!”

interlayer of the backpack, he said excitedly,

what’s inside! Is it

soon as these words escaped Scarlett’s lips, everyone’s gazes were fixated on

a hidden rule behind their gangster inn’s operation here. They wouldn’t be in operation for three years. However, they would try to fish the three years’ worth of profit once they opened for

was impossible to support such a large group of people with the room rate

they could only make some money through coming up with ideas like badger games

into their inn were quite

in order not to make themselves look bad. In almost all cases, many would

the most they would do was secretly lament their

of Scarlett. They would

she came to knock on Kingsley’s door today. First off, it was because they haven’t opened for business for more than two months. Hence, they would still carry out their sinister plot even if the person didn’t look wealthy enough. Secondly, she really thought Kingsley was a very

have a taste of him. In her heart, she kept thinking that the

the superb style and materials of

a low-key rich kid. There might even be some sort of spiritual protective gemstone hidden in the

with their eyes full of greed, the face of Zwander,

they had touched the electric door. In fact, he trembled so