Chapter 562


    Chapter 562 The Hell Is This


    The man in ck was uncertain whether the glue was Thomas’ doing. The disappearance of the two by


    the road gave him reason to suspect that these people had snuck into their quarters and stirred up


    trouble to take Thomas away.


    Summoning a dozen more of his men over, the man ordered them to guard outside the door and sent


    some inside the room to keep an eye on Thomas.


    Thomas sat in bed and engaged in a stare-down with four muscr men. “I’m hungry.”


    The men showed no reaction.


    They were watchful when the boy jumped off the bed. “Sat your *ss back.”


    “I need to go.” Thomas put his hands over his crotch.


    A bodyguard led Thomas to the bathroom in the room. Once there, Thomas stood in front of the toilet


    bowl and looked at him. “Do you mind? I can’t pee with you standing there.”


    “Yes, I mind.” The bodyguard refused to budge.


    Thomas made a face. “Turn around.”


    Since the bodyguard would not back down, Thomas had no choice but to unzip in front of the man.


    Halfway emptying his dder, Thomas heard a rumble in his tummy. He turned around and asked, “Are


    you not going to give me any food?”


    Feeling a warm sensation flowing down from his inner thigh into his socks, the bodyguard froze and


    scowled. He would have beaten the boy up if it were not for the ordersing from above.


    “Oops, sorry. I peed on you.’ Thomas embarrassedly smiled and pulled up his pants.


    The bodyguard gave him a look to move his *ss back into the room.


    Bending over with his arms over his belly, Thomas eximed, “I can’t make it. Number two ising.”


    He then pulled down his pants and jumped onto the toilet bowl. Following several sounds of passing


    gas, the toilet was filled with a horrible stink.


    It was suffocating.


    The bodyguard’s face turned foul. How could something so smelle out of that tiny kid?


    Sh*t! Despite his rigorous training, he was tempted to throw up.


    “Why don’t you go out?” Thomas pinched his nose and waved the man out of there.


    The bodyguard took a nce at the closed window before making his way out. They were on the 25th


    floor, so there was no way a kid could get away.


    “What’s going on?” Drawn by the smell, hispanion inquired.


    The bodyguard hurried up at closing the door when he picked up on stters inside. The urge to retch


    stopped him from speaking.


    “What is he doing in there?” Confused, hispanion tried to open the door.


    While throwing up, the bodyguard pinned hispanion’s hand down. “Don’t… Don’t go in there. He’s


    pooping.”


    Skeptical, hispanion took a whiff through the cracks and started gagging with the bodyguard.


    The other two were disgusted by the vomiting. They barely held it together as they turned away. One of


    them went out to call another two into the room for a cleanup.


    Meanwhile, Thomas stepped onto the bathtub and climbed up the window to open it. Madeline scaled


    25 floors and rolled into the bathroom from outside. She nearly threw up at the stench.


    “Did you poop?” Madeline wondered if he ate something foul as no normal person would have such


    stinky poo.


    “No. Uncle Dn gave me a rotten egg. The smell isn’t just rotten, but anybody who catches a whiff of


    it will get diarrhea too.” Thomas sneaked augh while handing Madeline an antidote for it.


    Speechless, Madeline breathed in the smell and vomited into the toilet bowl.


    Thomas thoughtfully patted her back. “Are you alright, Mommy?”


    Madeline waved her arm and gargled her mouth before asking, “Are you wearing the stealth cloak?”


    Thomas nodded her head. With Madeline hitting the invisibility button, the pair disappeared out of sight.


    Nevertheless, they stayed where they were. They had to wait until diarrhea started to kick in. Madeline


    and Thomas would make their escape when these hired guns opened the door to enter the bathroom.


    It was a good thing that Dn’s rotten egg worked fast. In less than a minute, someone started


    knocking on the door. “Are you done, punk?”


    Hearing no answer, he wrung his legs and stood outside in cold sweat for a while. The bodyguard


    stepped into the bathroom and ran for the toilet bowl, letting everything out when he could not take it


    anymore.


    “Hurry up! I can’t hold it in anymore.”


    “Me too.”


    The people outside were starting to feel it too.


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    The invisible Thomas silentlyughed before Madeline dragged him out of there.


    “Where is the boy? Where did he go?” The realization hit.


    “He’s gone. Find him!”


    “Ah! What the hell is this?”


    Somebody went to the bed and lifted the cover, setting a swarm of mosquitoes free. The mosquito bites


    were painful and itchy. The insects seemed to give bigger bites than regr mosquitoes.


    “Where did these mosquitoese from?”


    Freed from the doorknob atst, the man in ck was about to return to his room and report to his


    superiors when his men called for him in a panic. His dozen men scattered around the room with


    swollen mosquito bites all over them.


    Plus, there was a disgusting stench in the room.


    “Boss, the punk ran away. We didn’t see him escape.” One bodyguard with his hands over his stomach


    ran to the bathroom right after informing his boss.


    The man in ck shook with rage. How did his team manage to foil a simple task? He would be out of


    work if the people above found out about it.


    However, he had no choice but to report the truth to his clients.


    “He’s wearing a stealth cloak. That’s why you can’t catch him.”


    A sinister-looking man approached when the man in ck just got off the phone.


    “Are you Tristan, the person Mr. Gillian sent?”


    Tristan nced at him without answering. Instead, he arrogantly told the people behind him, “Seal the


    entire building. They have not gotten out. Sprinkle a thickyer of soot on every exit.”


    “Please produce a form of identification. Otherwise, we won’t heed your orders.” Tristan’s attitude


    rubbed the man in ck the wrong way.


    Tristan gave him a harrowing stare before tossing his driver’s license. The man in ck then instructed


    his men to take orders from Tristan.


    Although Tristan was the boss for now, the man in ck felt an instant dislike toward him.


    Jacob remotely led Madeline and Thomas to an exit in the back. Nevertheless, the pair started to slow


    down the pace.


    It was because Madeline noticed the coal dust ahead. The enemy must know that they wore stealth


    cloaks. No one would be foolish to step on the coal dust.


    Madeline skeptically brought Thomas across thewn to a wall. Noah’s voice came on the earpiece.


    “Get back!”


    Without a doubt, Madeline moved back with Thomas.


    Two shots were quickly fired at where they stood before.