บท 268: The Hanzo Clan

The next morning, Heero dragged Bai Xian Ming to the dungeon.

"Why are you bringing me here this early in the morning!? Do you want to show your prisoners collection!?"

Old Ming complained as he kept yawning from time to time. He still had his panda eyes, a sign of lacking sleep.

In fact, he got no sleep last night. He was playing the game all night with his new pal, Old Man Dazekh.

Heero gave no response to the old man's grumbling. He kept pulling him to the end of the dungeon.

"Ah, damn, why would you bring me here anyways? We almost get our first kill, if not for you, we might get the first kill already!" Bai Xian Ming kept grumbling, unhappy as his gaming time was interrupted by Heero.

Heero stopped his steps when he heard that. He looked back at the old man and smirked, "So you haven't got your first kill yet?"