Alex stood up and began to wear his blood- stained suit jacket with some difficulty.
The thermal shirt was worn well, and it had been cut off by Ben, a savage guy, before he pulled out the arrow.
Ben stood in front of Alex.
Ben, who was not serious about his words and smiles, looked like a eunuch. He had a ferocious spirit that could eat people without spitting out their bones.
However, Alex knew that Ben was just a paper tiger. At least, Ben was just like that in front of Alex.
Ben didn't say a word and directly took out his cell phone from Alex's body and dialed the number of the Selmy Family.
Presumably, the little thing, the Sealer, was still by the phone and had not gone far.
The phone was soon connected.
"Answer, are you going home? Tom is still waiting for you."
Little Cutie remembered Alex's phone number. So when she saw that it was promoted Alex that called back, she immediately picked up the landline in front of Harry.
"It's me, Ben! Your father can't go back tonight."
Ben's words were not gentle at all. Perhaps he was born to be the kind of person who didn't like to make a fuss.
"Why?" Little Cutie's voice was accompanied with a cry of grievance.
"Because your father will stay with me tonight!"
Ben spoke directly, not beating around the bush with Finn at all. He naturally wouldn't care about how a little child would feel.
"But Tom also wants to go home to accompany me!"
Tom nd Ben went straight to the point.
Perhaps in Little Cutie's opinion, Alex was her taalala, not Yan's. Why did Yan's taalala take over her own taalala instead of going home to accompany her?
Ben used hands-free, as if he wanted Alex to hear it on purpose. He wanted Alex to know how he was going to refuse the little clingy man.
"Your father can only stay with me tonight! I need him more than you do! Besides, you can't win me!"
Yan tone did not sound like he was playing with a kid at all. From beginning to end, he always kept a straight face.
Alex was amused by Ben's serious look. An adult man who was ten times older actually flirted with a little baby. Did he want to compete for the favor?
"Uncle Yan, you're so unreasonable. Alex is Tom's taal! It's not your taalala!"
The willful little thing was stubborn. It was not something that could be scared off by a few words from Yan.
"Alex is my friend, and we are like brothers! If I want to stay with him, no one can stop me! Do you understand?"
Ben didn't seem to have so much patience.
Little Cutie on the other end of the phone seemed to be stunned for a moment, but she did not cry. Perhaps ever since she was young, she had never tasted the taste of being rejected by someone cold.
"Uncle Yan, are you really going to die?"
The little fellow's tone seemed to be a little calmer.
"That's right!"
Ben snorted and stared at Alex with his side eyes. "If your father stayed here to accompany me tonight, I wouldn't die!"
The little thing on the other end of the phone seemed to sigh.
"Alright then, tonight Tom will borrow you for an entire night! Uncle Yan, you have to take care of yourself, don't die in the end!"
Although Little Cutie was willful, it was still kind.
In order to make Ben feel sorry for her, she gave up her love and generously lent the Alex Clover to Yan.
"Tom is so sensible! Go to bed early and hang up!"
Alex really didn't expect Ben to spend so much time with a little baby boy. The key was that he finally won this Battle of Saliva.
"Ben, it's not necessary for you to compete with a little child."
Alex had a smile on his face. His wise eyes were mixed with teasing, contempt, amazement, and worship.
"You've been a slave brother for so many years... that's enough! I just don't want to see you continue to be a slave daughter!"
Ben turned off Alex's phone and threw it far away to the side. He reached out his hand and pulled Alex's half-removed blood- stained suit and wrapped him up with a blanket again.
"You're mine tonight! You're not allowed to go anywhere!"
There was no hostility in Ben's words, but it sounded more like a begging.
Alex faintly swept his eyes over Ben, and slowly leaned back on the sofa. He took out a cigarette from a luxurious metal cigarette box and lit it up.
"The disappearance of Gang has nothing to do with you, right?"
The topic jumped up to the point where it was a little off track.
Ben squinted at Alex and asked instead of answering, "What do you think?"
"I'm guessing your ass!"
Like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to move, Alex leaped to his feet and pounced on Ben, who was sitting on the edge of the sofa. He used his right arm to strangle Ben's neck and his strength to kill him.
Firstly, Ben did not expect Alex to suddenly attack him. Secondly, since Alex's left shoulder was still injured, Ben did not put in much effort to resist. It was only when Alex was dead and Ben was unable to breathe that he began to strike back.
The rapid consumption of oxygen in the previous period made Yan's counterattack become slower, but his endurance was as good as a camel in the desert.
Alex used his right arm to strangle him more than thirty percent. It was only when Alex felt that the strength on his arm was running out that Yan finally managed to pull Alex's arm away from his neck.
Alex came to the conclusion: If he were to ambush Yan, there was at least a seventy percent chance that he would be able to kill him!
Yan was panting heavily as he stared at Alex, unable to take his eyes off him.
"Do you really want to kill me?"
"Well! If you're dead, I'll be able to unify the whole Lisbon!"
Alex answered in an unconcealable and unconcealed way.
But Ben laughed and said, "If you just want to be the boss of Lisbon, just tell me! I can be your henchman!"
"Why don't you let me command you for a few days, and I'll see if you are competent enough!"
F*ck*ng pervert!
The river station and his son, Lin, had been away for more than three hours, and the snow had also been nervous for more than three hours.
When she came back, the little fellow had been gently lying on the shoulder of the riverilla, quiet, quiet, quiet and peaceful.
The quieter her son was, the more worried Lita became. She could tell that there was definitely something unpleasant going on in the little thing's heart.
On the other hand, the river bank had a happy look on its face.
"Lin, are you having a good time with your adoptive father tonight?"
Lita asked the little guy in the arms of the river bank, who was unusually quiet.
"I'm happy! Of course I'm happy! My adoptive father is so happy about tonight's 15th night's performance!"
He used his bearded chin to kiss the little fellow's cheek. "Fifteen, why aren't happy?" you
"I'm sleepy on the 15th day and need to sleep. Twelveth brother, I'll sleep with you tonight! Good night, mommy, good night, foster father."
After getting down from the ground, the little fellow had been lowering his head the entire time. He directly walked toward Xavier room.