"No way! Not possible! No way!"
Fat Moe turned so fast that Mel could not keep up with his pace. The young boy could not 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 placed ten fully opened phantom 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 a nimble move, was stopped by the hand in front of him. An average person could not 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 attention, it even got Moe into physical action. For a man his size, achieving this did not seem like an easy task.
"You are both my best customer and my best business partner. How can I turn down such a small request?"
