The silver thread was like a lasso, flexibly wrapping around the item box. With a pull, the item box was smoothly removed from Everett Zhang's waist and dragged to the pillow.
Snapped------!
A palm suddenly came down, pressing down on the item box that was sliding towards the wall. He rotated his wrist twice at a very fast speed, made a hand gesture, wrapped the filament around his hand, and then held the item box tightly. .
The filament contracted rapidly, trying to pull itself back, but the other end was controlled by the wrist and could not be freed.
The silver threads stretched taut in the air, showing an intermittent luster under the light.
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