Ye Cheng sighed. He walked up to the red phosphorus and was as soft as touching Xiao Hei.

Compared with the death of the second son, the eldest brother could not believe the situation. The beast calmed down under Yecheng's comfort, obedient as the cats and dogs at home, and made comfortable cries.

The figure of red phosphorus shrank little by little under Ye Cheng's comfort, and eventually wound around his left wrist.

At this time, Ye Cheng has calmly come to the front of the boss. He smiled at him, with a slight sadness in his eyebrows. "The snake venom is not without antidote, but you do all your...