"I'll ask you one more time, lest he finally comes out."
He saw the belly of a large, round man, his face filled with sympathy. Elki quickly grasped her hand and said, "Don't move. I understand." Then, slowly floated near the man's belly. Qianqian's jade-like hand pressed against the man's stomach, and suddenly, a Ghost Hand emerged. The rotund man shifted. His hand began to stretch out, finger by finger. Crawling out of the bloated stomach was Xiong Da, with two braided girls tucked inside his pockets.
After the small girls exited, the bloated belly of the man gradually shrank, like a disease dissolving before one's eyes.
The man carefully cradled his daughters, while another man wearing sunglasses saw the swollen belly vanish, and as his twin swords pierced forward, he gripped the blade directly.
He shouted aloud, "Monster, meet your death."
I seemed ready to respond to a mother and child not far from me—Lea and her son—and shouted, "You two meet each other."
