Chapter 61

real beast.The knife in his hand, each strike aimed at a vital point, his movements were cold, precise, fierce, decisive, a textbook example of the violent beauty of a dismemberer.When everything was...out to touch her face looking for mosquito bites.Watching the 'little agent' run away in a panic, Rong Zhaonan lightly twitched the corner of his lips.He said to Grandma Xia, "It's late, I won't distu...