Somewhat shocked, he asked: "Boss, you haven't starved to death yet?"

Prison man: "..."

How to speak?

"By the way, boss, are you sure about the person you found?"

"Don't admit it wrong again." Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, the porcelain man patted the English letters on his arm again.

Anyone who belongs to that place.

Each member will have the letter W tattooed on his arm.

There is a tiny core hidden inside the letters. This core was developed by my king and can communicate with members within a thousand miles.

And this letter.

Will remind them: My King is always here!

"You just starve to death! I can live for ten thousand years!" the prison boss cursed angrily.

"If I'm sure, what's the use of you?"

When the porcelain man heard this, his face instantly sank.

Then he said, "You're not even sure, so why don't you come to me?"

"Are you trying to extort my money again?"

"OK!"

"I knew you weren't so kind."

"I'm telling you, there's no way out! I have no money. I've been a beggar recently and I'm going to starve to death soon. You ask for your blessings..."

As soon as I heard the porcelain man's tone.

The prison boss knew that he wanted to hang up on him and block him from calling for a week.

The prison boss quickly said: "Wait, wait."

"Third brother, in your mind, am I this kind of person? I swear, I will never ask you for money this time."

Not asking for money?

That’s easy!

Everything is easy to say!

"Okay, keep talking." Upon hearing this, the porcelain man breathed a sigh of relief.

Waited for a while.

Only then did the prison boss speak seriously: "Third brother, do you trust your intuition?"

"It was the feeling that suddenly arose when I first saw her. I felt inexplicably close to her."

So close...

The porcelain man was stunned for a moment.

Then, I heard what my boss said. He was really not joking. The boss was serious: "I heard it personally."

"When she was answering the phone, someone on the phone called her...my king!"

I, the king!

As soon as the words "prison boss" were pronounced, the porcelain man's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He raised his head with a dazed look in his eyes.

"I...King?"

"Could it be a coincidence?" The porcelain man murmured in disbelief.

But besides her, who else would use the word "my king"?
Chapter completed!