Yi Lin: "..."
Li Changge: "..."
At the end of the thick fog, the two faced each other, in close proximity.
The murderer's iron head was just inches away.
It seemed a bit perverted; the menacing iron head inched closer, and a foul breath blew from the gaps, covering Li Changge's face.
Li Changge almost cried.
He knew he was handsome, but he never expected even the BOSS to lust after his beauty!
As for Yi Lin,
Of course, he couldn't possibly lust after Li Changge's beauty.
He was stunned.
Yi Lin felt the vision was poor and moved closer to the prey's face, trying to see clearly if this prey resembled that annoying chap from memory.
As the hook swung out and hit the prey, whether it was quick reflexes or pure luck, Li Changge twisted his waist slightly.
The hook from Yi Lin was meant to pierce through the prey's chest and pull it back.
He missed.
To dodge this, you're impressive.
