The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 390

At the training camp…

“Mr. Boucher, your little goddess left so long ago. Are you still thinking about her?”

Francisco had just finished playing basketball with a few of his friends, and his body was still drenched in sweat. He was sitting on the bench drinking water while taking the ridicule of his friends head-on. He then waved at them. “Go away, stop making fun of m

e.”

Someone stepped over the bench, sat beside him, picked up the water bottle at his feet, and unscrewed it. “You’ve been rather absent-minded ever since your little goddess left the training camp. You haven’t been playing with us very diligently either.”

He took a sip and then asked faintly, “Have your soul left the training camp together with her?”

Francisco let out a sigh. “My soul has left the camp your *ss! I’m trying to be serious now so that I can go home earlier.”

The man did not believe it. “How can you still be a bully when you go home? Your parents will still keep an eye on you, won’t they? Isn’t life in the training camp rather happy?”

want to get into top management, so I’ll be able to go home in a few more years. Thus, instead of waiting for my time here to end, I might as well

camp, I could either fight my way into the top management or wait for the end of my term to return home. I’ve stayed here for a few years already. Although it’s considered to have helped me escape the strict control of my family, I’ll still

man asked, “Where are you going?” He replied, “I’m going back to the dorm to take a shower.

ground floor of

was facing him, while the man in front of him was standing very close to him and had his hand placed on Instructor Leach’s shoulder as if

corner of his gaze, and his eyes tumed slightly cold. He pulled down the brim

two steps backward stiffly, his posture seeming a

lost his balance. Instructor Leach fell all of a sudden, so Francisco dashed forward to

that was stabbed into Instructor Leach’s abdomen, and his hands were covered in

training camp. When he saw Rowena’s call, he

you on your way back now? And are you driving at 100 miles per hour?” she

“Yes… How do you know

indeed at 100 miles per

that, he heard Rowena say with murderous intent, “Stone, I’m sorry. I know you’re very loyal, but

what… What

Stone’s forehead, and he noticed something subconsciously as he heard the