Chapter 1136
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Little Pomelo was speechless.
How could she say no?
She felt that this young lady was very dangerous.
But looking at her, she did not look like Little Summer!
Was she too sensitive?
The two of them hid in the cubicle.
Little Summer closed the door.
Soon, she heard someone kick the door open and enter.
Little Pomelo was also a little nervous.
Daddy said that he and Grandpa's men would protect her at all times. Was it still the same now?
She had never been so nervous. This was the first time.
Little Summer said, "Close your eyes if you're afraid."
Little Pomelo said, "No, shh, don't talk."
A dark light flashed in Little Summer's eyes.
What a moldy smelly pomelo. So difficult to deal with!
Did she really have skills?
Actually, she did have some skills, but they were not very powerful. Because she felt that she did not need those things. Even if she did not have any skills, she could still make the most powerful person in the world die quietly.
Because she had also carried out many missions.
And they were all suicide conclusions.
Because those people had indeed committed suicide. They had obediently committed suicide.
Ji You was an exception. You could not be hypnotized!
Was this Little Pomelo also an exception?
Suddenly, two exceptions appeared in this world, which made her very uncomfortable.
If she was the same age as Little Pomelo, she could still kill Little Pomelo and replace her.
That way, it would be much more convenient to do a lot of things.
But she was a few years older than Little Pomelo and a head taller. No matter what, she could not replace her.
Just as she was lost in thought, the door next to them clanged as if it had been kicked.
"Little Princess?"
Little Pomelo did not say anything.
Little Summer covered her mouth.
Little Pomelo paid extra attention to Little Summer and listened to the movements outside. Her little hand had already touched the small pistol that her daddy had given her.
The sound of the door being kicked open could be heard continuously.
After a while, that person arrived outside their cubicle.
Little Pomelo held his breath.
Little Summer looked at Little Pomelo and reached for her gun.
Should he just shoot Little Pomelo to death with one shot?
The moment the door was kicked open, Little Pomelo fired outside.
Because his hands were shaking, he fired several shots in a row, but he didn't know where he hit.
Seeing the strange man lying on the ground covered in blood, her face turned pale and her body trembled. The gun in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.
At this moment, Little Summer seized the opportunity.
"Little princess, are you alright?"
Little Pomelo stared blankly at Little Summer. "Her face is so pale."
Little Summer held Little Pomelo in her arms. "It's okay, we're okay. He's dead."
She could feel the little princess in her arms trembling violently.
When a person's mental defenses are at their weakest, they are the easiest to hypnotize.
She whispered, "Little princess, little princess …"
Little Pomelo's ears were filled with a gentle, magical voice.
Little Summer waited for a while and let go of Little Pomelo. Looking at Little Pomelo's dreamy expression, she knew that her hypnosis was a success.
She smiled, and the gentleness on her face was gone. She looked a little ghostly. "Little princess, I protected you and saved you today, so you like me very much. You want to be good friends with me and bring me back to the presidential palace, right?"
Little Pomelo nodded. "Yes."
She picked up the gun on the ground and held it. "I shot him just now, remember?"
Little Pomelo said, "I remember."
Little Summer gently slapped Little Pomelo's face. "Good girl, very obedient."
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