According to the investigation data provided by the middle-aged general, after Cecilia gave birth to her daughter, the child took her surname.
And her name was Phyllis Moore!
That was to say, the crying little girl who were surrounded by those little boys and being bullied and humiliated at this moment was Sean Mason's precious daughter!
Bang!
It was as if a silent thunder burst through his body, and the dark energy was released uncontrollably. Within 10 meters of Sean Mason, garbage fluttered, the floor creaked underfoot, and the glass of the hotel door cracked. The faces of the two hostesses standing at the door of the hotel changed, and they felt cold and numb.
Outside the detention center, Sean Mason was unflappable and didn't release his dark energy, even when confronted by dozens of burly men.
And now, he couldn't! He moved, and then the whole man disappeared in an instant into a shadow. Tens of meters away, but he was there in a blink of an eye.
"You're the bastards!"
"I have a dad. I have a dad. Mom said my dad was a super hero. He's gone far, far away, but one day, he'll come back and beat all of you villains away!"
Sean Mason appeared silently behind the boys and heard Phyllis Moore's stubborn voice.
Phyllis Moore was squatting on the floor.
Her face was covered with tears, but she did not reach out to wipe it. She raised her proud little chin, and her eyes were as firm as her tone. It seemed that in her heart, she really regarded the father she had never met as a super invincible hero.
She believed it, and she was proud of it.
"Pooh!"
The boys stopped, and one of them spat in Phyllis Moore's face, rolling his eyes, "You're the only idiot to believe that kind of bullshit!"
The other boys, who seemed to take the lead from him, agreed.
"That's right! And my mom said you were picked up by your mom."
"Your dad must be dead."
"Super hero? Do you really think you dad is superman?"
"Aha…"
Seven or eight little boys talked and laughed at her.
"Shut up! Take off your pants and piss her!"
The head of the little boys suddenly pulled open his pants and said proudly, "Didn't you say you had a dad? Didn't you say your dad was a super hero? All right, shout it out. Will he say yes?"
"If I have to, I promise I can be your dad."
"Me, too!"
Laughing, these little boys scrambled to take off their pants.
But they were halfway there when they felt a sharp chill behind them, as if summer had turned into winter. Everyone couldn't help but shivered.
Except for Phyllis Moore, who was stuck in the middle.
Sean Mason was in control of his dark energy, and he certainly wouldn't hurt his precious daughter.
"It's so cold!"
"What's going on?"
Shocked, everyone pulled their pants back up and turned to look at Sean Mason, who suddenly appeared behind them.
Sean Mason was tall and muscular, with eyes as cold as a knife.
He stood there like a monster!
"Wow!"
How could a group of children under the age of ten resist Sean Mason's cold eyes? Just one eye contact, and before Sean Mason could speak, two of the boys were crying and three were flogging to the ground as they tried to run.
"You, how could you…"
The leading boy quietly swallowed, winched his neck, and summoned up courage to ask, "Uncle, who are you? Are you the help the little bastard sent for?"
Bang!
As he spoke, a line of bright red fingerprints appeared on the boy's face.
"How dare you hit me?!"
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