“Do you want me to teach them a lesson?”
Carter suggested that he had seen this group of men and women upset.
“Forget it!”
Emma doesn’t like arguing with others and decides to give up.
The demon man, that is, the man wearing the demon mask, finished taking the photo, no longer caring about the black beard’s corpse, and drove to the bank. The butterfly girl turned her head and pointed her **** directly at Emma.
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