chapter 15 Tianhong

Next to a closed grocery store, a boy was leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth, looking a little lonely.

Mikhail Tarasov was almost disgusted.

"Hey! Where are you pretending to be an outsider?"

The man took a big sip, then blew out a smoke ring and looked at Mikhail Tarasov with a smile.

"Yes, no wonder the organization sent me here as a Lobo, and you were able to find me."

Mikhail Tarasov shook the key in his hand and said nothing.

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