As they tried to sneak out of the mansion, multiple rays of light came assaulting them from all sides. Shentu Jing lowered his watch, raising an arm to block the light out.
Standing before them was...
More than twenty men, dressed in black suits and glasses.
The men surrounded them, holding baton in their hands. They stretched their fingers, cracked their palms and flexed their neck in front of the two, sending them a warning.
"They look like Banana in black Pyjamas," Shentu Chu smiled at them. He even waved at them.
"What is that?" Shentu Jing casually asked, surveying for an opening to escape.
"Didn't you watch that kiddie program with the bananas dancing in pyjamas?"
Shentu Jing: "..."
"Fine, next time I'll bring you one of our old CDs. I can't believe you never watch Bananas in pyjamas,"
"Can't you be serious? Why are you worst than Lao Xi?" Shentu Jing shook his head. With such an elder brother, it was a wonder he didn't get a headache.
