"You are weak in vigilance and slow in action. If I were a member of the Surge, you would have lost your brain."
Cold assumptions, oppressive words, there would be no one else but Lucas Hein.
Ethan Xiao's arms were pinned tightly behind his back by the other party. Surprisingly, he felt no pain except that he could not move.
Haiyin slowly loosened his arm, slowly turned her palm downwards and clasped his wrist and pressed it against his ear. His chest was almost pressed against Ethan Xiao's back, and the warm body temperature came over. Haiyin's face rubbed against Ethan Xiao's ear as if by an illusion, and her breath brushed across his neck from time to time. All this was simply torture.
"Next time, you should confirm that everything is safe through surveillance before coming out. Do you understand?"
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