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Chapter 3107 Deadly Poison Master

Chapter 3221 Deadly Poison Master

Upon arriving at the Prime Minister's Office, Prince Maktou went directly to the door of Sheikh Mohammed's Prime Minister's Office.

Just when Prince Maktu reached out to knock on the door, by chance, the office door was pushed open from the inside.

Prince Maktou originally thought that it was Sheikh Mohammed who was going out, but the person who appeared was not Sheikh Mohammed himself. He was a very gloomy-looking man, quite old, with a little pale hair, and he looked a bit classy.

The shuddering feeling suddenly startled Prince Maketu.

Therefore, Prince Maktu suddenly took a step back.

Sheikh Mohammed originally wanted the leader of the Hades to get out of here, but when the man opened the door, he saw Prince Maktu standing at the door.

This made Sheikh Mohammed very surprised. Could it be that this little kid Maktu hadn't left just now, but had been eavesdropping on his conversation with the people in Hades at the door?

Thinking of this, Sheikh Muhammad suddenly broke into cold sweat on his back. He was extremely worried that the leader of Hades would be unfavorable to Prince Maktu.

Sheikh Mohammed's reaction was still very fast, and he quickly said loudly: "Maktu, you are here. Come on, come in quickly. You stinky boy, always like to be late!" This was successfully resolved, and the leader of the Hades' suspicion of Maktu was resolved smoothly.

It is possible that the prince came here intentionally to eavesdrop.

Prince Maktu was stunned for a moment when he heard it, but fortunately he was not bad at thinking and did not ask Sheikh Mohammed why he spoke like this. He just said: "Yes, grandpa."

Sheikh Mohammed was quite satisfied with Prince Maktu's answer, and a happy smile immediately appeared on his face.

However, Prince Maktu couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, who is this gentleman?"

"Maktu, let me introduce to you, this is a man from Aiyagos." Sheikh Mohammed introduced very briefly, without any sincerity at all.

When Prince Maktu heard what Sheikh Mohammed said, he immediately realized that this gloomy old thing was originally from Hades.

Therefore, Prince Maketu cursed in his heart: The Hades Palace of Grass Mud Horses! A damn Aiyagos just came before, and now such a gloomy old thing has come again! Is the Hades Palace really not letting Zhang Tiegen and the others go?

Ah! What a pity, Zhang Tiegen and the others have already gone back to China to pick up women. These people from Hades are really a bunch of idiots!

"So this is Prince Maketu." The leader of Hades looked at Prince Maketu with a smile and extended his right hand towards him.

Looking at the strong hand, it looked a little dark in color and looked dangerous, which made Prince Maketu very reluctant to reach out and shake hands with this person.

But considering that this person was a guest after all, Prince Maketu had no choice but to reluctantly reach out and touch him lightly. Prince Maketu immediately retracted his hand.

The leader of the Hades Palace did not show any concern about Prince Maketu's behavior. Instead, he laughed and said, "Prince Maketu, do you know me?"

"I don't know you, why do you ask?" Prince Maketu asked in surprise.

"Oh, I thought you knew me, but you were afraid that my hands would be poisonous, so you didn't dare to shake my hand!" the leader of Hades Palace laughed.

Prince Maketu's face instantly turned pale.

"Hehehe..." the leader of the Underworld smiled and said, "Don't worry, Prince Maketu, I really didn't put poison on my hands. You will be fine and you won't die."

Prince Maketu felt relieved immediately, but he still looked at this scary guy with a somewhat fearful look.

At this time, "Sheikh Mohammed, I'm leaving. Prince Maktu, let's meet again." The leader of the Hades smiled and walked away triumphantly.

Prince Maketu looked at the back of the leader of Hades, his eyes bursting with angry light, looking very hostile.

After the leader of Hades left, Sheikh Mohammed breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maktu, how do you feel now? Do you feel uncomfortable in any way?" Sheikh Mohammed asked worriedly, as if he was really afraid that Prince Maktu would be poisoned.

Prince Maktu replied: "No, what's wrong, grandpa?"

"Are you really sure that there is nothing wrong with your body? I think it's better to send you to the hospital for a checkup first!" Sheikh Mohammed still said uneasily and wanted to call someone over to make arrangements.

"Grandpa, what is going on? Are you afraid that I have been poisoned by that strange person from Hades?" Prince Maketu asked calmly.

"Yes, I was really worried about you just now. If you were poisoned, the consequences would be absolutely disastrous!" Sheikh Mohammed said worriedly.

"Grandpa, you are really too considerate. Didn't you just shake my hand? What else could happen?" Prince Maktu said with a smile. In fact, this guy was worried just now, but under the eyes of others,

Of course he would not admit what he had just done in front of him.

People want face, what do trees want?

When Sheikh Mohammed saw Prince Maktu, he still looked very indifferent. It is true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers!

He couldn't help but said angrily: "You kid, you are really not afraid of death. Do you know who that guy is?"

"What's the origin?" Prince Maketu asked quickly.

"He is the most famous poisoner in Hades!" Sheikh Mohammed said loudly.

Of course, Arabic must be different from Chinese, otherwise Prince Maktu at this time would definitely mistake "poison master" for "reading poetry" and think that the leader of the Hades is a poet or something boring.

Of course, Prince Maketu was immediately startled and asked quickly: "Does he really know how to use poison to kill people? Or is he actually a drug dealer?"

"The former one!" Sheikh Mohammed replied, "So, I was really worried when you touched his hand just now."

"Then you didn't shake hands with him just now?" Prince Maketu asked quickly.

Sheikh Mohammed raised his hand and looked at it, then his face turned pale.

he……

I just shook hands with that bastard, how could he forget about this?

"FK Milo! Damn it, I just shook hands with him!" Sheikh Mohammed yelled.

But since then, Prince Maktu has become completely relieved. Unless that guy named Milo is a complete lunatic, it is impossible for him to kill Sheikh Mohammed.


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