They all call me master.

Chapter 725 Harvest III

Qiao's heart trembled, and tension immediately appeared on his face.

'I think I did a good job, didn't I?'

But deep down in his heart, Mihajlo felt content.

Why did she choose Joe?
Isn't it just for this time?

During the entire conflict of the Dordot Port incident, Yura and Lucius, who were in the same cabin with Joe, actively participated in it.

In fact, to some extent, Yura can be regarded as the leader of one side of the conflict.

In this case, what will happen to Joe, who is in the same cabin?
Investigation and detention are the best outcomes.

Maybe you will even lose your life.

'Mihajlo' certainly knew this.

But compared to the guys who might be sent from Neiwan, it is much safer here with the Nanlos Psychic - the Nanlos Psychic doesn't know her background.

This gave her room to turn around.

What's more, compared with losing his life, 'Mihaylo' would rather see Joe being investigated and imprisoned.

According to the information she had gathered from various channels, Nanlos psychic was an extremely cautious person, and would never take action unless he was completely sure.

And Joe, of course, is valuable!

So, even though you will suffer a little, you will definitely survive.

'Mihajlo' was absolutely certain of this when the Southern Los medium sent out Old John.

Old John, she knew.

The boatswain of the "Orient", a bastard with blood on his hands, who could not hide the smell of a pirate even if he tried his best to hide it - although she didn't know how the other party was recruited by the Nanlos psychic, she was well aware of the ruthlessness of the old pirate.

What she knew more was why the Nanlos psychic sent the other party.

What could be more intimidating to a Nanlosian than a pirate?
Of course he is a veteran pirate!
'Test first, then warn, and then observe secretly?

Ah!
Human beings never grow up!'

Mihajlo sighed in his heart, and the panic on his face became even stronger. When he opened the door, there was no trace of blood on Joe's face.

"There's something wrong with this guy!"

Old John became quite certain the first time he saw Joe.

The boatswain of the "Orient" had heard about what happened in the port of Dordot last night. Although he did not find out the most important part, the fact that the psychic asked him to test the passengers in this cabin was enough to explain the problem - the guy in front of him was related to what happened last night.

Old John, who had the answer in his heart, smiled.

Although the dirt on his face was washed away, the gold teeth in his mouth were still there. The three gold teeth flashed with metallic light as old John smiled.

Bright, but cold.

"Mr. Joe, where are Ms. Yura and Mr. Lucius who are in your cabin?"

Old John took a quick look and found that Joe was the only one in the cabin, so he asked.

“They left last night and haven’t come back.

I am also waiting for them, and I haven't slept all night until now.

Damn Lucius, he must have kidnapped Eula."

Joe opened his mouth to answer.

He stuttered a bit at first, but as he spoke he became more fluent and anger appeared on his face.

But this exaggerated performance was so obvious that old John saw through it at a glance.

However, Old John, who had only been assigned the task of "interrogating rather than detaining", did not reveal these.

"You didn't leave the cabin last night?"

Old John continued to ask.

"No."

Joe was sure.

"Very good, this is just a simple inquiry. Please go to the top deck terrace later. The big boss will be waiting for you there and will conduct further inquiries."

After Old John finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Joe didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Old John disappeared completely. But in his heart, Mihajlo was full of disdain.

Just as she expected, first test, then warn, then observe.

Now, the temptation is complete.

Naturally, a warning is needed.

only--

"For things like this, you have to do it yourself, instead of leaving it to your subordinates. Obviously, my appearance has made this Nanlos psychic a little confused!"

Thinking of 'Mikhailo' in his heart, his maggot-like body began to twist constantly.

This is a kind of pride.

Mihajlo seemed to have anticipated the scene of himself winning the final victory again.

Whether it is the old lion, the old lion’s son, or the Nanlos psychic!
They will all become her nourishment!

Thinking of this, Mihaylo did not hesitate any longer, but went into the bathroom and asked Joe to tidy up his appearance carefully.

After all, in the human world, appearance is always so important.

'Shallow and sad human beings.'

With this comment, Mihaylo walked out of the cabin and headed towards the top cabin of the Vostok.

This was of course not her first time here.

But Joe still needed to act surprised.

However, Mihaylo had to admit from the bottom of his heart that the top cabin of the Vostok was indeed comfortable. Not only did it have an excellent view, but the facilities were also extremely comprehensive. Standing here was a real pleasure.

'Perhaps, I should ask my followers to build me a boat like this.'

'Mihajlo' thought, Joe had already bowed to the Nanlos medium on the recliner.

"Good day, Master Kratos."

"Good day, Mr. Joe."

Arthur was very polite.

But the more this happened, the more Mihaylo became certain of his guess—aren’t all the big shots in the human world like this?
Use your everyday disguise to create opportunities for your true self.

such a pity!
She saw through it a long time ago!

Mihaylo, with disdain in his heart again, stood there and asked Joe to pretend to listen attentively.

And just as the lady expected, the next moment, Arthur spoke -

"Mr. Joe, there's something... huh?"

The words stopped as soon as they came out of his mouth.

This made Joe, who was lowering his head, look up in surprise.

Then, Joe saw Arthur looking into the cabin with a helpless look on his face.

There, a fat orange cat was sitting on the table, scratching a lead box with its claws. The lead box was about to reach the edge of the table and fall to the ground.

As if noticing the gaze of its owner, the fat orange cat quietly pulled the lead box back to its original place.

But just as Arthur looked away, the fat orange cat suddenly exerted force.

Snapped!
The lead box fell straight to the floor with a crisp sound, and then Fatty, who jumped off the table, treated it as a ball and started playing with it.

Arthur was helpless when he saw this scene.

Seeing this, Mihaylo roared inside Joe's body.

'Dead cat!
Let go of my body!'

'Mikhailo' wished he could tear the fat cat into pieces, especially when he saw the cat's saliva dripping onto the lead box. Even with the lead box blocking it, 'Mikhailo' still felt nauseous and uncomfortable.

only……

The lead box was getting closer and closer to her as the fat orange dog chased it.

next moment--

Snapped!
The lead box hit Joe's boot and stopped.

(End of this chapter)