Not to mention the assistant, the man who had just passed out also couldn't help howling out.
"Not me, really, I really dare not touch her!"
But it was useless now.
His finger was still properly mailed out.
A strange place.
Originally, the assistant wanted to find out who the person behind him was, but the other side was extremely cautious.
It was not until their men had gone that the parcel was taken away.
Shirly’s face was particularly ugly.
Her hidden fire could not vent out, and she looked at the package in her hand dimly. The smell of blood and decay instantly spread throughout the room.
The man who took the package did not see what was in it. He just covered his nose and said curiously, "What's in this? Did he succeed?"
Naturally, the “he” was the owner of the finger in the
