Feitan looked at the girl who was grabbing the corner of his clothes.
To be honest, he wanted to pull her out directly. If he could pull her out, Feitan, who had tried many times before, simply gave up the idea of pulling the girl away, and instead looked at her with a sullen face.
The knight standing behind Feitan had already taken out the little devil and took a photo with his mouth open.
Seriously, can he beat the vigilante to death first?
Feitan narrowed his eyes dangerously, while the girl held on to the hem of his clothes with one hand and held her knees with the other hand, gasping for air. After breathing enough, she raised her head and shouted -
——"Sir, you must be responsible for me!"
"Pfft——"
The knight behind him laughed mercilessly.
Can he beat the idiot Xia Ke to death?
