Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 328

Chapter 328 God of War

in the room.

Martin asked, “Susie, how is it going?”

Susie replied flatly: “I found that sister, and then found a dead body i her room.”

“The body was salted and now it’s smelly, she smelled it recently.”

” She fainted and her body was taken away by the police uncle.”

Martin fully understood what happened from her incoherent logic, nodded and said, “Did your father take you there by taxi?”

Susie shook her head and said excitedly: “Dad took me to ride a motorcycle, a big motorcycle!”

“Fly!” She gestured with her hand.

Martin was speechless.

There was a murderous look in his eyes…

The child is so young, it’s unreliable to take her on a motorcycle?

Martin suppressed his anger, and asked again: “Your father taught you these crooked principles, you have to understand that some of them are wrong.”

He still wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, isn’t it…

Compared with sticking to the dead truth, this kind of flexibility has to be said it is more adaptable to complicated people’s hearts.

After leaving the society, who will reason with her one by one?

How can he guarantee that everyone she meets is abiding by the rules? If he meets someone who is unreasonable, does he expect her to reason with

others?

At that time, if you learn to be flexible, your temperament will be fixed.

Martin pressed his eyebrows with a headache, “Susie…” Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

But I heard Susie say: “Well, Dad is wrong sometimes, but it doesn’t matter.”

He suddenly found it funny, seeing that Susie was as innocent and lovely as before, even though Kellen led her to do so many unreliable things, she was still the same as before.

On the contrary, she was stronger and more agile.

But all in all, as long as you do things first and be a human being, as long as your three views are correct and you are in awe, let him do the rest.

Martin gently touched Susie’s head, and said, “No matter what happens in the future, you can come to uncle.”

“Uncle will always be Susie’s most solid backing.”

No matter if she did something wrong or what, he hoped that she would find him as soon as possible, instead of not telling him anything as she grew up…

Susie: “Yeah!”

She stretched out her hand, hugged Martin, and whispered, “Uncle, I brought back that female ghost sister.”

Martin’s spine stiffened.

“Where is she?”

Susie replied, “It’s right behind uncle.”

The female ghost had just been released, with a sullen face, frowning and staring at Martin.

Martin only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and the tenderness on his face was also stiff.

Susie continued: “But the female ghost doesn’t remember anything. The murderer killed her, but the first thing she saw was Alice.”

How strange.

Could it be that when the murderer killed her, the murderer left Alice and was still there?

Susie couldn’t figure it out.

The dead soul can’t remember the past, and she still has to go back to the first scene where she was killed and find the murderer, so as to help her pick up the previous memories.

The corners of Martin’s mouth twitched slightly, and he said, “Let’s eat first and then talk!”

After speaking, he quietly moved his position.

Susie nodded, ran in to brush her teeth, and said hello to Alex: “Hi, Alex, I’m back!”

Alex tilted his head: “Hello, have you eaten?”

Susie was taken aback, then suddenly discouraged: “No, Susie doesn’t have breakfast today!”

Alex seemed shocked

Martin is funny.

She really thought she had nothing to eat?

He can guarantee that there will definitely be other things.

“Your grandma might make you something else, brush your teeth quickly.”

Susie regained her motivation, brushing her teeth and flying.

Alex flapped his wings and saw Kellen doing push-ups outside, and poked his head out of the fence curiously.

Kellen: “Nine hundred and ninety-nine…”

Alex came to his senses all of a sudden, this one can count wow!

“Nine hundred and ninety-nine, one hundred! One hundred and one, one hundred and two, one hundred and three…”

Kellen was speechless.

He ignored the noisy parrot and counted in a low voice: “One thousand and four, one thousand and five…”

Alex: “One hundred and six, one hundred and seven…”

Kellen: “One hundred and eight…”

One thousand and eight…

Originally Kaka was doing fast, but now it’s all right, there is a troublesome parrot, he is distracted by counting.

Susie came down for breakfast, and he only made 1,200.

Michael yawned and saw Kellen doing push-ups, and immediately regained his energy.

“How long has he been doing this?” Michael casually grabbed a servant

and asked.

Maid: “Uh… it seems like it started at 6:30?”

Michael looked at the time, it was seven o’clock, less than half an hour to

make a thousand?

False, absolutely false!

Last time they did push-ups, they did a thousand for two hours.

“Is anyone watching? This guy definitely screwed himself up.” Michael said, squatting next to Kellen.

Kellen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, “I’m rubbish, do you think other people are the same?”

Michael was speechless.

He was suddenly stimulated, remembering Kellen’s arrogant eyes when he was doing push-ups last time.

He said: “If you have the ability, you can do it in front of me, and I will count! After half an hour, there will be less than a thousand. I… I will tell my mother!”

Kellen was speechless.

He sneered: “How old is it, I still go home and sue my mother.”

Michael was speechless.

I am so angry, I have never won a quarrel, let alone a fight.

“You do it now! What’s the use of talking loudly!” Michael sneered.

Kellen: “Counted. ”

After the words fell, he began to do push-ups without saying a word.

Years of unremitting exercise, as well as high-intensity team training, doing push-ups is really nothing to Kellen.

When chatting with Michael just now, he has already rested.

Start again, the speed is almost the same as the countdown, with a slight lag.

Michael’s eyes widened in disbelief.

It really is……

Sixteen minutes passed, and Kellen had finished the remaining thousand.

In war, the survival rate of soldiers with good physical fitness and those with low physical fitness can differ by 30%.

When Kellen trained fighters on the team, they could do more than 1,900 sit-ups or more than 1,600 push-ups in half an hour. (Data source from the first International Army “Physical Fitness and Combat Skills” Competition)

Training that is impossible for ordinary people is the norm in their daily training – after all, war is cruel, and the only way to survive is to save one’s life.

Kellen clapped his hands and stood up: “Sixteen minutes, a thousand.”

He shot Michael a contemptuous glance and patted him on the shoulder.

He didn’t say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Leaving Michael squatting in place alone, messy in the wind.

He didn’t believe it, Kellen was definitely trying to be brave!

He wanted to see how Kellen’s hands would shake after eating…