Also, Vulture squinted his eyes, looking straight into the eyes of the elderly man. Though the elderly man was the oldest of the three. None of the three fear each other. Noticing the piercing gaze. The elderly man snickered and ignored.
"Oh, because of the recent success of your organization. Now, the Havid has grown wings." Vulture smirked. "Since you like to see us fight that bad. We don't mind joining hands together and fight your organization. How does that sound?" He turned to Happy House.
"That not a bad idea." Happy House nodded, smiling mischievously. "I don't know you can come up with such a smart idea. I thought your empty head is full of muscle. You quite surprise."
Hearing the first answered, Vulture smiled brightly but listening to the last part. He wanted to spurt out blood. He looked at the woman and want nothing but gave a resounding clap, but he controlled himself.
