"Tell me where those two are."
This game is like a demon, tormenting people to the point of trembling, incontinence, and even crying. Who wouldn't be afraid of death?
Until only four or five people remained, Anri Cha was almost covered in blood.
In this extreme fear, a frail man gradually raised his hands and spoke, "I...I...I...can...contact...them...please don't kill me, let me go!"
The thin man kept talking, tears and snot streaming down his face, kowtowing and begging for mercy.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyue was like a judge who had walked out of the Temple of the God of Slaughter. "Very good. Contact them and tell them that I killed all of you. If you don't show up in front of me within half an hour, this island will turn into a sea of fire."
Didn't she want revenge? Didn't she want to continue building her organization?
I used to blame her for being kind.
Liu Feifei issued orders to the others through the dark web.
When she received the news, she went completely crazy. The people she had worked so hard to build up had been destroyed by Pu Changling's apprentice.
Damn woman, damn beast, how did she find that place?
"Damn it!"
In the living room of the old-fashioned European-style building, Du Jiaming brushed the shards of glass off his clothes. "You knew this day would come sooner or later, so why did you try to hide? I told you long ago not to touch Zhang Xiaomeng, and now look what happened."
Du Jiaming's calmness only served to highlight Liu Feifei's impatience.
Situ Jing, sitting at the other end of the long table, coldly watched the two of them. How foolish.
Du Jiaming had been working at the comic convention for almost a year, and the only thing he heard was that Zhao Xiaoyue was extremely protective of her own.
Their relationship with Zhao Xiaoyue was like a game of cat and mouse.
I thought I was the cat, but it turns out that people don't even bother with me. Now I feel like a rat in the street.
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