Chapitre 891: Speak of the devil

Dragon Burial Hill in the suburbs of Beijing:

In the forest, on a tree covered with leaves and large branches…

Nameless Nie was suspended in midair on one of the branches with his legs crossed. He chewed on a blade of grass and was pulling the leaves overhead languidly.

Under the gigantic tree, a mixed-blood guy with a big build was filled with worries as he held his head and looked at the man on the tree. "Captain, how long do we have to hide here for?"

Nameless Nie replied lazily, "We'll take it one day at a time~"

Brick-moving foreigner: "But hiding isn't the solution…"

Nameless Nie sighed. "Ay, Little Sweetie, you think I like hiding in such a deserted and old place filled with unwanted tombs? Pretending that I have no signal would be too easy for that Little devil to uncover so I could only run to a place where there really isn't any signal!"

Brick-moving foreigner: "…" That isn't the point, alright?