Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil

Eight Kickass Uncle’ Sweet Spoil By Amber Arnold Chapter 295

Zoey’s husband buzzed his head, his face was dull, and he dragged Zoey towards the bridge…

If there are no accidents, there will be accidents soon. Just when the husband and wife are about to jump off the bridge, suddenly an off-road vehicle speeds wildly and stops beside them with a squeak!

A small figure jumped out of the car, green flames ignited, accompanied by several screams, Zoey’s husband was the first to recover.

It was found that he was standing on the bridge, dragging Zoey in his hands, making a gesture of preparing to throw her down.

His back was soaked in cold sweat instantly, and he quickly dragged Zoey

back.

Turning around, he saw two children standing behind him, a boy and a girl. The boy looked about seven or eight years old, and the girl was four or five years old at most.

The little boy’s voice was intermittent: “Wait for me…wait for me…”

Zoey’s scalp was numb and his hairs were standing on end.

Only the little girl comforted: “Uncle, don’t be afraid, I’m not a ghost!”

Another tall man got out of the car, holding a fishing net in his hand, and the bell jingled Daisy non-stop.

“Catch up?” he asked.

The little girl said: “Catch up!”

The little boy asked again: “Sister, are there any ghosts?”

He only seems to care about ghosts.

Zoey’s husband was puzzled and asked, “Who are you?”

Kellen twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in a casual tone, “You may not believe it, but we are here to catch fish.”

Zoey’s husband was speechless.

Come to fish on the bridge in the middle of the night?

I don’t believe it!

Susie squatted next to Zoey, reached out her soft little hand, and tapped her on the head. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Wow, hard!” Susie concluded.

Everyone was speechless.

drum appeared in her hand, which rang three times.

Zoey’s husband was thinking: This little girl seems quite professional…

In the next second, she saw that she was squeezing Zoey’s mouth hard, so hard that her whole small body fell backwards.

Zoey’s husband was speechless.

Uh, his conclusion just now seems to be a bit premature.

A green flame burned in Zoey’s mouth, followed by a breath of black air.

Zoey’s husband couldn’t see the black air, and Zoey didn’t know what happened, and it turned into ashes all of a sudden.

Susie explained kindly: “Auntie is fine!”

Zoey’s husband thought it was ridiculous.

“It’s useless, I’ll take her to the hospital…” he said.

However, before he finished speaking, Zoey got up with a grunt, looking

around blankly.

“Susie?” She said in amazement, “Why are you here…”

Zoey’s husband’s words choked in his throat.

Susie breathed out: “Auntie, you’re awake! I’m passing by with my dad, and we’re going to come out… to catch fish.”

Wade continued: “It turned out that you passed out, and this uncle was about to drag you… back.”

Zoey then turned her head and saw her husband behind her.

The fear she had just before she fell into a coma reappeared, and she was so wronged that she burst into tears.

“What else do you care about me?” She said stubbornly, “I don’t want you

to care.”

Zoey’s husband felt depressed, curled his lips but didn’t say anything bad in the end.

“Can you get up?” He said angrily, “If you can’t get up, I’ll carry you on my back.”

Zoey tried to stand up while leaning on the fence beside the bridge, but her legs were weak and she couldn’t stand up for some reason.

In the end, her husband carried her on his back, and neither of them said

a word.

Susie shook her head: “Hey, your lord is really complicated.”

Kellen doesn’t care about that.

He looked at the fishing net in his hand and squinted his eyes: “Can you still catch fish?”

Susie nodded: “Dad, you throw this net like this-

She held up her two little hands and made a demonstration.

Kellen raised his eyebrows, such a throw?

He threw the net out.

Places like bridgeheads and crossroads are the easiest places to see ghosts.

Although Kellen didn’t see it, after the fishing net was thrown out, the fishing net moved strangely, and the bell on it made a tinkling sound.

Wade’s eyes lit up: “There are fish!”

His improved fishing net finally works!!

There was also surprise in Kellen’s eyes-hmm, he was one step closer to changing his career.

Wade ran over excitedly, with fear and anticipation at the same time, grabbing the fishing net line and dragging back.

“Come on, there are big fish!”

Susie took off the gourd and lifted it up, and all the invisible black energy was absorbed by the gourd.

The ghost who hadn’t had time to speak was speechless.

The man who was carrying Zoey was dumbfounded. He looked like a 150-jin fool at the moment, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Is this what they call catching fish?

Nothing!

They are also inexplicable….

“Where are you going back?” Kellen asked.

Zoey’s husband said: “Let’s go back first… Thank you just now.”

I don’t know why, but if they hadn’t arrived in time to wake him up, he might have jumped off the bridge.

It was still dark, Kellen looked at the time, it was 5:44 in the morning, and he didn’t know how long Zoey and her husband had been trapped on the bridge.

He looked at Susie: “Go back or?”

Susie squeezed her fingers and muttered, “Someone is coming to steal ghosts from me?”

Wade: “What? Someone wants to grab kpi from us?”

My sister’s kpi, how can someone steal it!

No one is allowed to take it away!

“Let’s grab it first!” Wade arrogantly looked at the time, five or six in the morning?

He waved his small fist arrogantly.

Susie also waved her small fist arrogantly.