"For others, maybe not, but for you, there is such a suspicion." Luo Haozi's cruel smile made him look even more shady, full of a strong sense of death, and his thick hands seized Mihan's jaw instantly. There was an impulse to crush her.

"Cough! Let go of me, Luo Hao, you dead madman, you are a thousand knives, is it not unlucky to meet you? Do you want to destroy the body so hard? Mihan was so frightened by him that he woke up drunk and stared at him.

"I don't like to start with people like you. Now, get out of here." Luo Hao, with a flat face,...