"No way! Not possible! No way!"
Fat Moe turned so fast that Mel couldn't keep up with his pace. The young boy couldn't say anything for ten seconds but then made an unexpected move.
"Well, what are you saying now?"
This time, he did not put his hand in his bosom. He put ten fully opened ghost orchids on the counter. Now it was the chubby shop owner's turn to be struck by surprise.
"These are all white, not wet with blood!"
Moe, who jumped towards the flowers with an unexpectedly nimble move, was stopped by the hand in front of him. An average person couldn't keep up with his pace, but after drills with tornados, Mel prevented the shopkeeper's movement in time.
"Have I got your attention now?"
Let alone attracting the attention, it even got Moe into physical action. For a man at his size, achieving this didn't seem like an easy task.