In a dark room, a decadent man was sitting in front of a computer. The bright light of the screen reflected on his face, which was pale and gloomy. .
Suddenly the door to the room was kicked open violently, and a scream was heard. . . .
A figure pounced on the decadent man, hugging him and rubbing him like a large dog. . . .
The decadent man grabbed the big dog by the back collar, walked to the window, and threw the big dog down from the third floor like trash. . .
The decadent man clapped his hands, snorted coldly, and returned to Guang Nao. . . . . . .