A Man Who's Lucky to be Loved by Pretty Girls

"Don't tell me the referrer hasn't warned you yet that your task is only to be responsible for sending us to the Straits of Malacca?" Zhu Long said coolly with an indifferent expression, "No matter what you see and encounter on the way there, you must not see it, nor hear it, capiche?"

Wang Xiaodong sneered inwardly and even held some disdain. He was not blind, nor deaf. How could he possibly not see nor hear anything? He even cussed inwardly: Playing mysterious, huh? I'm fucking sure you must be doing some damn dirty shit!

The red-haired youth, Firedevil, with a birdcage in his hand, interjected in a mystifying tone, "Hey buddy, why on Earth did you ask Boss Zhu Long about it? Just obey him! You got the money to get some work done for us, so behave yourself and do what you've been hired for. Dare to make us upset, and we'll kick you out to feed the sharks in the sea."