She looked down and saw her long hair like seaweed, swinging and swinging, breathing, slowly becoming urgent.

Just when she thought she was going to drown alive, Carl's cold voice came overhead: 'Zhou Jiaqiao, let go of Grace!'

Zhou Jiaqiao ha ha a smile, this just lifted Grace from the sea.

Grace's face was weak and he vomited out a few mouthfuls of sea water, coughed violently and gulped out fresh air.

Zhou Jiaqiao patted her pale face and sneered, 'Boss Carl is here. It seems that Grace is still useful.'

'You let Grace go.' Carl approached him step by step and lowered his voice. 'I said, if you have...