And wait for each other to come closer.

He thought that the shooting was a threat to him.

In the dark and obscure room, he can only rely on hearing.

asymptotic footsteps.

The little hand that holds the sharp stone is hidden deep.

The sound of footsteps stopped in front of him, and he could tell the figure by his weak vision.

The other side squatted down slowly and reached out to him.

The teeth seize the opportunity and wave their hands to pierce the sharp stone.

"Little Milkbag!"

"You will be revenged for your kindness!"

Mu Chudi wrapped his hand around the little hand with a sharp stone to...