Chapter 619

Perseus exited the car. Lighting a cigarette, he gave the triplets a once over. "You three are the Triune Doombringers. Arthur sent you, right?" They seemed to be in their 50s. They were ugly, and to be simple, they were dressed like beggars. They were clad in torn clothes and even emanated a foul scent. Clarissa got out of the car as well. She scolded, "Who the fuck are the Triune Doombringers? Just fuck off to the side now! Do you want me to knock you all over? You beggars are quite brave, huh? Do you want to ruin my car?" The oldest of the three, Blindster, showed a dark smile as he said, "I think I smell a woman. She seems to be a virgin. She must be pretty, right?" He even licked his lips and inhaled deeply, taking in the flowery scent as much as he could. The youngest one, Legless, smiled. He replied, "She's beautiful, Blindster. Not only is her skin fair, but her chest is nice too. They're like two big loaves of bread. I haven't seen such a pretty girl in so long."