chapter 23 Can't help it

Snapped!

Mikhail Tarasov shot his bow left and right with an expression on his face, making Fan Wen really feel like he was dying.

The latter finally stopped speaking harshly and spoke inarticulately.

"Spare... my life..."

At this time, one of the big black men finally recovered.

He glanced at Mikhail Tarasov fearfully, and then made a phone call.

This time Eddie Scott came over. In addition to arranging trouble for Mikhail Tarasov , Issac...