Super Island Tycoon

Chapter 1159: Chapter 1158: The Spaceship Meeting

The three people turned around and looked at him together, not understanding what he meant.

The Bald Man laughed, "We’ve already bought milk and fruit, do you expect us to take you out for a drink?"

The sullen-faced guy had no intention of joking with them. He said to the three people, "Call my subordinate, I want to leave the hospital."

The Fatty hesitated on the side: "If you want to leave, it’s not difficult; we can take you away, but your body—"

The sullen-faced guy threw off the blanket with a forceful motion and struggled to sit up: "I’m fine, good here I’m anxious."

"Anxious? Do you have something else to do? If you trust us, you can let us handle it for you." Old Hill played the nice guy, but he knew in his heart that none of them would ever trust any of their matters to any one of them.

However, to his surprise, this time the sullen-faced guy readily agreed.

Three ruffians from the Bordeaux Planet gathered around their injured companion, chatting idly to pass the time.

In their eyes, it was wise not to mess with the three Aliens too soon; those three were not ones they could afford to provoke.

Furthermore, even the almighty Lord Governor, despite being young and vigorous, was not making any adverse moves against those three.

Old Hill was the eldest and had a deep understanding of human nature.

According to him, the Lord Governor was not only of noble status but also of fragile constitution. If he were to clash head-on with that Alien man, it might not turn out well for him.

This kind of thing is something the Lord Governor would never do.

One must admit, Old Hill had a keen grasp of the minds of playboys and those with wealth and power.

Just as they were preparing to leave, the patient, their injured comrade, spoke up.

He said he wanted to leave here because he had things to do.

Old Hill casually said they could help him take care of it, after all, he was a patient now.

This was originally a joking remark. Although they would dine and drink together, they knew very well that they were all wary of each other.

In the world of the underground, who doesn’t get stabbed? To avoid being stabbed, one must be extra cautious and wary everywhere.

What they didn’t expect was the sullen-faced guy agreed to Old Hill’s words without joking, and judging by his tone, he wasn’t making fun of them.

As far as they knew, the sullen-faced guy was not one to joke around.

The few of them froze, dumbfounded, looking at him.

Old Hill laughed, "I never expected the honor of serving you, so just give your command."

Old Hill, being elderly, had a fear of death and a pursuit of longevity, seeking ways to promote health and extend life.

Recently, he came across a book from somewhere, saying that in a distant place, there was a planet called Earth. On that planet, there was an ancient nation called Hua Family Country, which had a saying: ’Smile and you lose ten years.’

Seeing this saying, Old Hill found it beneficial, so he strictly adhered to it.

Keeping a cheerful smile was a good thing, especially in Old Hill’s view.

Since frequently smiling could make one look younger and feel good, why not do something good for oneself?

Secondly, by often facing others with a smile, you can hide your thoughts and better disguise your inner self.

Lastly, smiling could mislead others into thinking you were kind-hearted, potentially giving you more opportunities.

It seemed that if the sage from Hua Family Country who said that saw a ruffian misunderstanding his words so far away in a foreign land, he might turn in his grave.

Therefore, since Old Hill learned the saying ’Smile and you lose ten years,’ he often wore a smile on his face.

He did this not only in front of others but also alone, making his subordinates wonder if their boss had done too many bad things and was now getting his comeuppance, turning senile.

The sullen-faced guy ignored Old Hill’s smirk with hidden malice; internally, he detested this old fox to the extreme. This old thing was not only cunning but also greedy and sinister to the core, especially afraid of death.

Like how he said the Governor was a young master, delicate and precious, afraid of getting hurt. In fact, as an old guy himself, half-buried in the ground, he was equally afraid of death.

However, this old man had mixed on the Bordeaux Planet for half a lifetime, with extensive connections, so he had no choice but to hold back his temper and deal with him.

But now, seeing that this annoying old thing took the initiative to get close, how could he resist the urge to slap him?

"I want to get rid of those three Aliens; you will definitely help me, right?" the sullen-faced guy said.

Sure enough, he saw the annoying old man’s expression freeze.

He felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

When the others heard him say this, they couldn’t help but inhale a cold breath.

Just as they had given up on this matter, thinking it was over, they didn’t expect that this sullen-looking guy still harbored such thoughts.

Seeing his bandages in place, hadn’t he learned his lesson yet?

"Hmph," seeing his mates’ shocked expressions, the sullen-looking guy sneered, "What, did my words scare you?"

His tone was full of sarcasm.

"You have no interest in that money; I do!" the sullen-faced guy said with an undeniable tone, and the others exchanged doubtful glances, the Bald Man even considering stepping forward to touch him.

Was he running a fever because of an infected wound, causing him to talk nonsense?

"Money—we want it too, of course, but as we said earlier, we have no way to deal with them." The Bald Man looked at the sullen-faced guy.

"Have you thought of some trick?" the Fatty asked, addressing him directly.

"This is not the place to talk. Take me away from here, and I’ll share my plan with you," the sullen-faced guy said, full of schemes.

The hospital was, after all, a public place, with nurses and patients coming and going; if any of them overheard, it could ruin everything.

The three exchanged glances, even the wily Old Hill wanted to hear what clever idea this sullen-faced comrade might have.

He knew that this comrade was also known for his cunning.

"What are you stalling for? Move it!" Old Hill urged, "Let’s all lend a hand. I’ll settle the bill, Bald Man, find a wheelchair, Fatty, prepare the transport ship, head to my place first."

So, they each went their way, and soon the sullen-faced guy was seated inside the spacecraft.

Old Hill had a few words with the nurse while settling the bill, and when the nurse heard that the patient from the bed was leaving, she was taken aback, after all, he had just recently escaped danger.