The moon was half full, the trees were not short, and the Tristan Hua man was hanging upside down like this, with his eyes closed and concentrating, reviewing his quiet night thoughts.
"I didn't expect you to be quite elegant when you hang like this." Dominic Han appeared, pushed Tristan Hua's temple with his index finger, and watched calmly as he rocked back and forth.
Tristan Hua opened her eyes, her smiling face was narrowed under the moon, and her bloodshot eyes were barely bright.
The thick rope hanging him broke with a muffled sound, and he immediately fell straight to the ground.
Dominic Han stretched out his legs and hooked his feet to catch his head before he landed, but he couldn't draw any blood from him.
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