Chapter 48: Steel Garurumon
"My name is Dylan," the girl said happily, shaking Mo Fei's hand.
Mo Fei was indeed very handsome; otherwise, would you think his multitude of ex-girlfriends, almost enough to form a reinforced company, were a joke?
"I think I smell the sour stench of romance," Alex and Natalie said faintly, escorting the handcuffed and unconscious man they had knocked out.
"How dare you talk nonsense? Among us three sisters, you're the only one feeding us dog food all day long!" Dylan retorted with a snort, "We don't even need to eat meals anymore; the dog food fills us up."
"The whole World is filled with the sour smell of romance, only I emit the fresh scent of a single dog!" Natalie looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, trying to make her tears flow back into her heart.
"Are they idiots?" Mindy muttered.
"Actually, no!" Mo Fei said with a smile, "Dylan and I are only meeting for the second time. By the way, what exactly did he steal from you?"
Hearing Mo Fei's question, the three women, who had just been joking around, immediately became serious.
Alex said earnestly, "Mo Fei, we still have very important things to do, so we won't chat with you much longer. Let's arrange to hang out another time when we're free!"
"OK!" Mo Fei shrugged, "You guys go ahead and take care of your business!"
Dylan reluctantly waved goodbye to Mo Fei, but ultimately had to leave.
"Alex, you have experience!" After taking a couple of steps, Dylan suddenly asked, "Do you think I showed my liking for him a bit too obviously? Does it not align with your Chinese customs? Will it scare him away?"
Alex gazed into the night sky and said faintly, "The feelings of liking someone cannot be hidden. Even if you cover your mouth, Water will flow out from other places."
Dylan: "..."
Natalie: "..."
"What kind of disgusting expressions are those? I was talking about tears!"
"Hehe..."
"Hehe..."
"Go away! Go away!" Nuo Airui, who was securely tied to a stool in the sewer, kicked away the rats that were trying to climb onto him.
The so-called kidnapping was fake; he had kidnapped himself.
The purpose was to lure out the boss behind the trio of Dylans—Charlie!
He believed that his father had been killed by Charlie!
And the man who ran out of the Red Star Company owner's banquet was his man.
All to lure the Dylan trio to this sewer.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that due to Mo Fei's accidental "intervention," the three Dylans wouldn't be coming for a while.
"It's been almost half an hour; what are they doing?"
Nuo Airui looked impatient.
He was a super-rich man worth billions of U.S. dollars. If it weren't for avenging his father, he wouldn't stay in this filthy sewer for a moment.
Now, how long did they expect him, a billionaire, to wait?
But the person responsible for luring Dylan and the others had already been knocked out and taken back to the base for interrogation. It would probably take three or four hours for them to come and go.
Nuo Airui was complaining in his heart when suddenly—
A little cute thing burrowed into his… Because he insisted on authenticity, he didn't carry any communication devices, fearing that Dylan and the others might accidentally discover them.
So... no one came to save him.
"Oh ho ho! Ah ah ah! Ow ow!"
[Shocking! Why did hundreds of sows in a pig farm collectively scream in the middle of the night the night before last? And why did an eighty-year-old female dog die in the street last night? Tonight, in the middle of the night, the squeaking sounds of rats and a man's "yamete" echoed in the sewer! Is this behind the distortion of human nature, or the decay of morality?]
"Old man, don't ask about the effect; if it doesn't get hard, just recharge!" Mo Fei said with a serious face, "If you don't talk about losses but talk about efficacy, isn't that being a hooligan!"
The person sitting opposite Mo Fei was an old man in his sixties, with White hair, a kind and amiable, very benevolent appearance.
But!
The old man came today to inquire about the Great Strength Pill Mo Fei sold him, which had no effect.
Mo Fei almost knelt before the old man!
Do you know how old you are, old man? Do you know how severe your original kidney deficiency is?
How could one Great Strength Pill possibly make up for that!
But Mo Fei confidently told the old man that the Great Strength Pill wasn't ineffective; it was just that the old man hadn't taken enough. As long as he took more, there was no kidney problem that the Great Strength Pill couldn't fix.
"It's not about money, old man; I have money! As long as it works, I don't care how much I pay! But I'm afraid of spending a lot of money only for it to be useless, just to be happy for nothing!" The old man had a bitter expression.
"Old man, I'm not boasting, but none of the medicine I've sold has ever been said to be bad!" Mo Fei said, "You're the first! The main reason is that your situation is too special; you're too old. This medicine of mine was originally prepared for uncles in their thirties and forties."
"For your situation... take twenty Great Strength Pills, and I guarantee you! If it still doesn't work after twenty pills, come find me, and I'll refund you ten times the cost of the medicine!"
Having received Mo Fei's guarantee, the old man excitedly pocketed twenty Great Strength Pills and left.
"Old man, remember, if it doesn't get hard, keep recharging!"
Mo Fei happily counted the 20,000 Franklin, which were green and reassuringly safe.
"This money is really too easy to earn," Mo Fei said with emotion.
The raw materials for the Great Strength Pill cost only a few dozen U.S. dollars per pill, but they sold for a thousand U.S. dollars per pill, a nearly hundredfold profit. Mo Fei was raking it in!
In these past few days, Mo Fei had earned almost 200,000 U.S. dollars from selling Great Strength Pills.
How many days had it been?
No wonder Pfizer earned billions of U.S. dollars annually from its little blue pill.
After the old man left, there were no more patients in the clinic. Mo Fei, having nothing to do, flirted with the Young women.
Mainly with the newly met Young woman, Dylan.
[Dylan: Mo Fei Young man, what's your zodiac sign?]
[Mo Fei: I'm 25, born in 1982, so I'm a Dog.]
[Dylan: That's not right!]
[Mo Fei: ?]
[Mo Fei: How is it not right? I can't possibly be wrong about this!]
[Dylan: You belong to me!]
[Mo Fei: ?]
[Mo Fei: Are you a dog?]
[Dylan: Meow meow meow?]
Looking at the brightly colored messages on her phone, Dylan felt hurt and ran crying to Alex: "You lied to me, this isn't what we agreed on!"
This was a special Chinese flirting technique she had learned from Alex, and for it, she had promised to sample Alex's dark cuisine for a week.
Alex looked at Mo Fei's straightforward answer and secretly wondered, Mo Fei didn't seem like the type to be a Steel Garurumon.
Putting away his phone, Mo Fei smiled.
"Bro, who are you chatting with again?" Mindy's voice suddenly sounded behind Mo Fei. Mo Fei turned around and saw a gentle and cute little face.