867 Scary Old Mister (1/2)
Pops, the awesome Mister Gate! That was one of the three space pirate emperors in the entire Dimu Star Sector!
It wasn't an overstatement to say that if he was willing to work for the Galaxy Aristocrats, he could easily earn a wage of one or two hundred million a month.
Yet, Hong Dali actually wanted to ask such an awesome person to come and help him tear down some buildings…
Of course, the crowd here didn't know how awesome Mister Gate was. Therefore, Fifth Lord and the rest were very curious too—how strong would this Old Dad of this young man be when this young man himself was a person that even an Honorary Aristocrat would need to suck up to?
In the communicator—
Gate's appearance was displayed on the screen. Once he saw Hong Dali, Gate instantly laughed loudly and said, ”Gulalalala, little rascal, you are actually still alive? Looks like your luck is quite good. What do you need these old bones to help you with?”
”Ah, it's like this.” Hong Dali grinned and said, ”I want to smash down a few buildings, so I instantly thought of you. How is it, do you want to come to do some exercise?”
Although Hong Dali was seeking assistance, from his mouth it sounded he thought of Gate because there was some benefit available for Gate. That's why it's said that Heavenly State's language was a piece of profound art. Changing one or two characters in a phrase to other characters that sound the same would mean totally different things…
But whatever the case, Gate was still quite happy that this godson of his who had good luck was fine. He instantly said, ”Alright, little rascal. I have something to look for you too, I will tell you when we meet.”
Then, Gate ended the communication.
”Pops has something to do with me?” Hearing Mister Gate said that Hong Dali was instantly curious. What could it be that his awesome Pops couldn't handle and needed to look for him?
Of course, although Hong Dali was curious, he didn't ask in detail since his Pops would be coming here soon. Hong Dali could just ask him in person then.
Time passed very quickly. Just as the crowd was stretching their necks out and waiting to see how Hong Dali was going to smash down these three buildings, a small and ordinary spacecraft flew towards them.
It was really just an ordinary small-sized spacecraft, somewhat equivalent to the taxis on Earth.
Therefore, the crowd here was very curious. After all, Hong Dali could be considered to be a superb big-shot. When he went out now, 15 George Barton heavy armor spacecraft followed behind him, an Honorary Aristocrat served him, a bunch of lackeys stood behind him, not to mention Li Nianwei, who recently became a goddess in Milky Way too.
The Pops of this kind of person would probably be some super awesome guy too, right? But things didn't seem very right now, this supposedly awesome Pops actually came here in a rental spacecraft!?
”This is so strange, this Young Master's Pops actually came in a rental spacecraft? Don't tell me his Pops don't even have a spacecraft?”
”Who knows, we wouldn't be able to understand the logic of a godly person. Let's just enjoy the show!”
Fifth Lord's side was feeling puzzled too. Young Master's Pops came here in a rental spacecraft?
Very quickly, Mister Gate's gigantic figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes. He casually wore a vest, shorts, and a pair of slippers. Once he saw Hong Dali, he laughed loudly and said, ”Gulalala, little rascal, looks like you are looking quite well. You are quite lucky that you didn't lose your life this time!”
Everyone around almost popped their eyes out. This old man wearing shorts and slipper was this young mans' Pops? This… This… This was really weird, wasn't it!?
”Hehe, my luck is not bad,” Hong Dali grinned. Speaking of which, his luck this time was really good. Not only did he fuse with the Golden Emperor Beetle, but he also took over the control of 3 trillion Zergs and was in charge of feeding time… Damn! Just mentioning this caused Hong Dali to go frantic!
”It's good that you are alive.” Gate laughed and asked, ”Tell me, what is it this time? I remember that you said something about helping you to tear down buildings or something?” Saying so, he pointed at St. Homburg Grand Hotel and started warming up. ”Is it that one?”
This caused Hong Dali to be scared until he was half dead. If Pops' fist really landed on it, this hotel would definitely be replaced by a piece of flat land!
”Not that one!” Frantically hugging Gate's arm, Hong Dali trembled and pointed at the pubs and office building. ”It's these two, these two… Ah, it's three, these three!”
The crowds' eyes almost dropped onto the ground—what the heck, there are really a lot of strange things happening this year. What situation is this? Who is this old man?
”Oh, these three buildings are a bit small…” Mister Gate humped and flicked Hong Dali's forehead. ”Next time, remember to find something larger. These three small things can't even get me warmed up.”
Then, he walked forward and raised his fist. BOMB!
Even the air was shattered by his fist, and the ground instantly started distorting. With a radius of 50 kilometers from the hotel, an earthquake seemed to have happened. Everyone was wobbling and couldn't stand properly, and some people were so shocked that they directly dropped onto the ground…
Woosh...