"Take good care of them, and when I get back, tell me everything you know about me."
Bluesea dropped just this sentence and then left without looking back, leaving only Chen Xiaolian standing by the entrance of the convenience store, watching his figure gradually disappear into the distance.
"Mr. Bluesea, how could a man like you... have died?"
The door of the convenience store behind him opened, and three people began to carry out the goods they had placed in the shopping basket. Seeing only Chen Xiaolian outside the door, they all looked somewhat surprised.
After casting a glance at those three, without waiting for a question, Chen Xiaolian sat down on the side and lit another cigarette for himself, "Bluesea went to get the truck by himself; he left me here to protect you. Let's fill up this vehicle first."