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Chapter 408 I'm super, box!

"coming."

Texas' eyes suddenly fixed, and then he hid in the side of the closet, which was a blind spot that could not be seen unless you walked to the center of the room.

"coming?"

Beichen asked doubtfully and quickly hid himself.

The finger went straight under the bed...Hiss, why does this behavior feel a little weird?

Forget it, forget it, we can’t delve into this further.

"Also, Texas, where did you get that mask on your face, and those film ears on your head?"

Not only clothes, Texas didn't know when he put on these two things for disguise.

To be honest, if he hadn't heard the voice, Beichen might not have been able to recognize that the other person in the room was Texas.

"The tail is also hidden, just to hide the identity."

Texas pointed at the tail of the film behind him, which was actually moving. At first glance, it looked so real that it could be mistaken for the real thing.

Before Beichen spoke again, he clearly heard the sound of engines coming from outside the window, and there was more than one car, more like a whole convoy.

Such a grand display? A whole fleet of cars?

All the lights in the room suddenly lit up, which surprised Beichen and Texas, but they quickly calmed down.

I guess it’s to welcome its owner home.

Texas thought secretly, but her current location was not so hidden, so she simply hid under the bed with Beichen.

Oh my god, this is even more wrong. Fortunately, this bed is big enough and a few more people can still hide in it.

Texas was right. If one were to observe the manor from outside at this moment, one would find that the lights in every room were turned on, some so bright that it was blinding.

Maybe it’s because the owner likes a brighter environment, and it’s not that he can’t afford the electricity bill anyway.

The gate opened, and the cars drove into the manor, then slowly drove into the underground garage.

Now you know how big the manor is. Just like those residential communities, it has an underground garage.

Beichen and Texas continued to wait patiently.

Before seeing the person, I heard his voice first. Someone was already cursing at the top of his lungs in the manor.

"'Colombian foul language!' Why didn't it work again? A bunch of good-for-nothings who only take money but do nothing. Dozens of people can't beat a few people under that stinky penguin. I thought the people here were more reliable!"

The sound came from downstairs, so I guess I’ll have to wait a while before going upstairs.

She sounds quite young, probably in her twenties, about the same age as me. Damn, she really had a good family.

Then there was a vague conversation, but apart from the loud voice of someone involved, nothing else could be heard clearly.

Beichen listened carefully, but after finding that it was just some meaningless words of comfort and curses, he immediately lost interest.

Apart from other things, his vocabulary is not very sufficient. He only uses the same few sentences to curse at others, and it is obvious that he does not curse often.

If there is a chance, I should teach him how to curse. This level of offensiveness is a bit too low.

After a while, the sound of conversation gradually subsided, followed by the sound of "thump thump thump" coming up the stairs, and soon arrived at the door of the room.

It sounded like someone had been searching for the keys for a long time. After all, the sound of keys stringed together colliding with each other was quite obvious.

Just like when the high school class teacher came in from the back door, the first thing you would hear was the sound of keys, then the sound of leather shoes, and finally a scary face sticking directly to the window looking into the classroom.

Of course, sometimes we will skip the first two stages and go straight to stage three, which is the most terrifying episode.

Finally I opened the door. How many keys did it take? It took me so long to find it. Couldn't I get a more high-end lock, such as one with biometric recognition?

From Beichen's perspective, he could only see a pair of feet. After opening the door, he paused at the door for a long time without taking the first step.

This made Beichen and Texas nervous and they began to wonder why he didn't walk into the room.

Could it be that this kid has such a sharp intuition and is so observant that he has already discovered that someone has entered his room?

Nothing could be seen except his feet. Maybe he had already started gesturing for someone to come and surround the two of them.

However, both Beichen and Texas overestimated someone's vigilance.

"Hey, butler, where is the thing I want? If you don't bring it up, I'm going to lock the door!"

"I'm ready, I'm ready!"

The sound of running continued from the stairs to the door of the room and then stopped.

"Okay, okay, you go down, I want to rest by myself."

"Don't you need to...pack your things, Master Mo?"

"Tsk, is my room really that messy? Why do you care so much? Get out, I'm going to lock the door."

Hiss, why do I feel like some people who stay at home playing games, like to close the door, and don’t want others to come in and disturb them.

Of course, this is definitely not something the author likes to do.

After the "bang" of the door closing, there was the sound of something being placed on the table, probably a tray or something.

"Damn penguin, how dare you play tricks on me!"

What followed was the sound of hammering on the table.

The hammering sound is muffled, and it seems to be a problem with the material of the table. Could it be that he was afraid of hurting his hands from hammering the table so often that he replaced it with a softer one?

It seems that the temper of this man called Young Master Mo is just as bad as Beichen expected.

Beichen and Texas were still hiding under the bed without moving. In fact, if they had taken action at this moment, they could have covered the other person's mouth before he could even call for help.

In other words, you don’t even have to cover his mouth to make him unable to make any sound.

"'Colombian foul language!' This Penguin fan is as disgusting as he is!"

There was a furious clacking of keyboards and a friendly greeting coming from his mouth.

From the eighteen generations of ancestors to the family dog, no one was spared and they were all scolded.

Beichen finally understood that this Young Master Mo was not a bad person. He was more like a spoiled child, a little better than a giant baby, but not like an adult.

Probably because of the argument with the emperor's fans on the Internet, he got so angry that he stood up from his chair and shouted loudly.

"Hey! Hey! Where's the guy? Hurry up and get someone here! Find out who the guy who just scolded me is. He's in Xiosta! Unplug his internet cable for me!"

Damn, box!

He always says to unplug the other side's network cable. Is this guy serious about it?