Chapter 2194 1 When She Woke up She Became an Orphan (Sixty-Seven)
[Everyone kneels down and begs the villain heroine to be a human being] []
No. 21 Orphan (67)
He didn't know what the Eastern Devil would do. He asked about it yesterday, and the other party reminded him not to kill anyone.
He became very angry when he mentioned this. She obviously wanted to play with her, so why should he not kill anyone?
However, the other party did not want to kill anyone, so he breathed a sigh of relief. This was also good news.
Qian Yan was on the cruise ship, but she had already boarded it, so those people didn't know she was there and couldn't meet her.
A few days later, the cruise ship docked at the destination island. From the docking place, it could be seen that the place had been carefully decorated, and no one suspected that there was something wrong.
"The air here is really fresh."
"It is a wise choice to stay away from the hustle and bustle of the city and watch the show in a place with such beautiful scenery."
“Now I don’t regret putting off that important project at all, it was well worth the trip.”
"It's so beautiful. I will definitely come again if I have the opportunity in the future. I hope Mr. Hawke's shows will be held here more often."
Larkin Hawk: No, you're not expecting that.
Nick Bliss: He couldn't predict many things, but he could predict this. They could stay here for a long time, until they would vomit at the sight of these beautiful scenery.
The guests passed through the spacious road and thought that they would see a beautiful building in a short while. Even if it was not as big as Larkin Hawke's manor, it would not be too bad and would definitely satisfy them. They trusted Larkin Hawke very much.
However, ten minutes later, they looked at the end of the path, looking at the tents in disbelief.
The ground had not been properly cleaned, and it was not paved with beautiful cobblestones, which really did not match the clean trail under their feet.
There are also weeds around the tent and some turned-up mud, which all mean that this place is very simple.
Although the tents are all new, their appearance makes them feel cheap.
No, this is completely different from what they thought.
Many people looked puzzled and soon realized that this was where the performers lived and they were just brought here to visit in advance.
"Mr. Hawke, is this where the performers live?" someone asked excitedly. "There are so many tents. It seems that Mr. Hawke really plans to make it big and bring all the performers here." ?”
"Ah, that's really exciting."
"There is some expectation."
“I wonder when the performers are coming.”
"I'm looking forward to Mr. Hawke's arrangements more and more."
Larkin Hawk: No, you would never expect that.
Nick Brees: God didn't guess that, so he forgives these people for not guessing.
"Mr. Hawke?"
Seeing that Larkin Hawk didn't speak, someone called him. They vaguely felt that something was wrong with Larkin Hawk now.
Larkin Hawke spoke at this time, and even took two steps back. With so many people on the other side, he was really afraid of being beaten.
However, he remembered that he was his own people here and was not afraid of them rushing over, but he still chose to take two steps back.
"Distinguished guests, this is indeed the performer's residence."
Seeing everyone laughing, Larkin Hawk clenched his hands and said, "Now, you are this group of performers."
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[Everyone kneels down and begs the villain heroine to be a human being] []
"Mr. Hawke, do you know what you are talking about?"
"The joke wasn't funny."
"I don't really like such jokes either, Mr. Hawke, let's get to the point and stop joking."
"Hurry up and announce what program is coming next. It will get dark if we continue to play. Maybe I should remind you that it's almost dinner time."
Larkin Hawke was leaning on a cane with a smile on his face. He had no way to tell others that he really didn't want to show this strange smile.
"Everyone, I'm not interested in joking. All of you are performers next. These tents are your residence. As for how you want to perform, I will distribute the script to you tomorrow morning."
? ?See you tomorrow,
? This world will end tomorrow.
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