Balk looked at Roy emotionlessly, "I didn't realize your brain was truly made of tofu."
Sometimes, idiots can act faster than smart people.
Like today, he planned to fax this DNA report about Xu Siyu to Roy, and have him forward it to Blaiz and Reid in Italy to put the two elders at ease.
But as a result!!
The result was that this guy, whose brain was filled with pig brains, tofu, cheese, and emptiness, had already brought Wenzhijing to China.
Now it was perfect.
Diers was already at a loss in the matter of Xu Siyu, and Roy was here to spice things up, making him even more of a headache.
Balk figured that Diers's affection for Roy was now at its peak; he'd likely take Roy back, tie him to a target, practice some bullets, and "affectionately" take care of him.
"Oh God! What should we do now??" Roy was on the verge of tears.
He suddenly felt a sense of hopelessness about his future.
Could he take Wenzhijing back to Italy now?
Could he vow never to come to China again?
