Someone in the Ancient Moon Conglomerate of the Hancock family was furious.
Wham!
A young man shattered a very aged antique table with his kick.
“D*mn it! D*mn it!”
“Where the hell did that brat come from? How dare he destroy the building of our Homan Technology and even take Sis away? That little b*stard is most likely inhumanely torturing and abusing her now. So what are we waiting for? Send the troop immediately! Send out the most powerful Silvermoon Berserker Troop of our Ancient Moon Conglomerate to rescue Sis and tear that Rockefeller b*stard into pieces!”
The young man was none other than Shirley Hancock’s younger brother, Samuel Hancock.
He was also in Michelle’s live stream channel earlier. At first, he was just watching it for fun. He even invited a few buddies to watch it together, waiting for that Rockefeller brat to stir up trouble and shoot himself in the foot when the time came. For instance, he was the one who had called over the members of the Deep Sea Clan.
As a result, what had he seen?
He saw the members of the Deep Sea Clan annihilated. He saw someone razing Homan Tower to the ground. He even saw that his sister was stripped naked and wrapped in a tattered monastic robe and hung upside down by that brat like a chicken…
Shirley had been egged in the face in front of her friends.
What was more terrifying was that he could not even calm down when he thought of the treatment that his sister might suffer afterward.
“Samuel Hancock, you elder-sister-enthusiast. What are you worried about?”
A coquettish, lively girl said, “The guy who captured Sis looks like a minor at a glance and is a year older than me at most. He’s just a fledgling, so why are you worried about it?”
This was a twelve or thirteen year old little girl who looked 60% or 70% like Shirley. She was Shirley and Samuel’s little sister named Freesia Hancock. Although this little sister’s name was a little incompatible, she was genuinely their biological little sister, and three of them were of the same mother.
“Aunt, what do you know? Could it be that he’s not lecherous?”
“Uh… This seems to be his only flaw. The number of the beautiful women around him can’t even be counted on one hand.”
As soon as Samuel heard that, he was even more anxious. “Why don’t we send the troops then? What the hell are we waiting for?”
Freesia said, “Second Brother, who has gerontophilia, it’s too late for you to be anxious now. Sis has been captured for more than half an hour. What’s done is done. If that man is good for nothing, he might have impregnated her. Congratulations, you’re going to be an uncle. So, hurry up and put aside your gerontophilia in the future.”
“D*mn brat, I’ll sew your mouth shut if you ever dare to utter nonsense again.”
“Aunt, did you see how fierce Samuel is? Is he still my elder brother? Was he someone born to my mother or someone else?”
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