Chapter 1251: That's Not Right!
The sudden voice startled Alvin. He stared at the bushes in front of him and said, "Watch what you say! Who the hell are you?
Who the hell has a mistress?"
As he spoke, Alvin pulled out a Battle Axe and poked around in the bushes in front of him. He hacked the whole patch to pieces but didn't find anyone.
"Ah..."
A long sigh came from beneath Alvin's feet. Wesley's father, Cross, lifted a sheet of Camouflage Cloth and stuck his head out. Looking at Alvin, he said, "Principal Alvin, could you take your foot off my Camouflage Cloth..."
Alvin looked at Cross's stubbly face and stepped aside with an amused smile. "What are you doing?
I had no idea you cared so much about Wesley..."
Cross sat up with a wry smile. He'd gone to all that trouble to sneak in here so he could secretly watch over and protect his son and his companions.
Then Alvin had shown up and ruined his plans in less than two minutes...
Hugging the Sniper Rifle, its stock carved with elaborate patterns, Cross gave the carefree Alvin a wry look. "Principal Alvin, if your goal is the same as mine, could you crouch down a little?
Wesley and the others have sharp eyes. If we can see them, they can definitely see us..."
Alvin crouched obediently and looked at the handsome older man before him. "How did you manage that?
JARVIS spotted me five seconds after I came ashore..."
As he spoke, Alvin took out his phone and called the number that had just called him. With some smugness, he said, "JARVIS, are you running out of memory?
Why do I get the feeling you're completely useless..."
JARVIS heard Alvin and let out a very humanlike