Falco had a vicious expression on his face after he hung up the phone.

He really would not have expected that the old b*stard, Carvalho, would actually dare to negotiate terms with him.

Just as he was feeling a little resentful in his heart, he suddenly felt something writhing around in his pocket. Falco hurriedly reached out his hand as he took out his native parasitic worm from his pocket.

After the fat white worm came out of his pocket, it began twisting its body as it made squeaking sound