chapter 105 Lucille Darcy's crisis

"It's, it's you?!"

The moment he saw Ismael Amos, Brother Bao's heart trembled, and his legs subconsciously softened. If one leg hadn't been in a plaster at the moment, he would probably have knelt down.

Even so, Brother Bao's back was wet with sweat in an instant, and he couldn't stop roaring in his heart, how could it be him, how could it be him!

The thicker the smile on Ismael Amos's face, the heavier the fear in his heart.

"Little bastard, you are so...