"impossible!"

Sulion shook his body and suddenly remembered something wrong yesterday. He already understood something. His face changed slightly, but he didn't ask anything. He looked at him lightly without saying a word.

Hades was very depressed. The people he met recently were all monsters, and each one was not simple. The same was true for the man or woman in front of him. He was so calm that he was not as good as he was. He didn't know that he thought he had something wrong with his brain.

"It seems you have figured it out." Hades knew the answer from his changing face, smiling happily, waiting for his answer.

The two competed with patience, not Hades, nor Surion.

It depends on who can stand up to whom.

After a long time, Surion asked in a soft voice: "Is that true?"

"Which one? Ah! Ang, are you talking about your sister and Yan Ruidong? It's true, I don't need to lie to you. Yan Ruidong asked her to get the token left by your father and let her take over the Su Gang. As for the future of the Su Gang, if I don't say it, you will understand it in your heart." Hades' chatterbox mode was turned on.

Surion quietly finished talking nonsense and asked again: "What are your conditions?"

"We have no conditions, no conditions." Their organization does not have any conditions. Hades added in his heart that he didn't know what the idol wanted to do.

Surion moved his wrist with a calm expression: "Can you help me untie it?"

"Okay, no problem."

Hades uncuffed his handcuffs neatly, Surion sat up, the quilt slid down to reveal his fair and tender chest, with a few traces on it, ambiguous and embarrassing. Hades was too thick-skinned and his eyes were straightened.

Surion did not react at all, was calm and calm, wrapped in a quilt and got out of bed. He walked to Hades and looked at him seriously and said his request.

"Can you find me some clothes?"

Hades twitched hard, nodded stiffly, turned around and went out through the window, and when he came back, he was wearing a piece of clothing in his hand. It was very complete from the inside to the outside. Surion recognized at a glance that it was his clothes, or the clothes he bought before.

"Where did you find it?" Surion asked calmly in his clothes as if no one was around.

Hades shrugged, sat on the chair, and said, "It's in a room over there, full of brand new clothes. I took a casual set and it looked quite fit."

"Um."

Of course, fitting is his clothes, and it will be a joke if it doesn’t fit.

"We're leaving?" Surion asked Hades with a frown, frowned.

Hades nodded: "What else? Are you going to wait for someone to come back before leaving?"

"Please trouble you."

"polite."

Hades took Surion down from the second floor, walked around the path to the mountain behind, and skillfully climbed over the wall. When he looked back, he saw that the thin and thin young man was still standing inside, and he jumped in.

"What's wrong with you? Why haven't you come out yet?" Hades lowered his voice and asked him with a stare.

Surion said he was innocent, pointing to the wall that was not too high for Hades, and said with a blushing face and heartlessness: "I can't climb up!"

Harris' expression froze, his face turned red, and he continued to wait for him.

"come over!"

"good."
Chapter completed!