C1166 The Coming of a Bitter War

1166 Armageddon

"Master, who is it!?"

The thin man's voice came from the other side.

"I just f * cked the floor!" Are you a thief, give me … "Ouch!"

The thin man screamed.

Lee Fann and the others rushed over to take a look. A figure was squatting there wearing a sweatshirt, one hand grabbing onto the thin person's throat, ready to kill him at any time