Ye Hishi Ranye Mu Li

Time was of the essence. Ye Hishang abruptly sat up, her blood-stained hands striking the burly man's neck with brutal force.,Two such pathetic weaklings, daring to oppose a former special agent who was feared throughout the world How laughable!,Meanwhile, clovers had silently intertwined in the dark hair behind Ye Xiayan's back, their four leaves swaying constantly, hinting at excitement.。