Yan Xu finished this foot, thinking that he would surely be able to move out freely. Unexpectedly, though his foot was fierce, it only scraped the man's black clothes.

The shadow was pulling him with determination, hoping to use him as a springboard to run outside.

Yan Yin's anger came up. He said that my grandfather of the Song family would be bullied by a small burglar in his own home. Wouldn't it be too humiliating to say so?

He pushed the other side's head down again. At first, the other side did not respond. Who knows that Yan Xu's strength had just shrunk a little, and the hand of...