chapter 89 Two billion!

Harold Scurr picked up the pistol on the ground, played with it constantly, and finally twisted the gun into a twist.

Frankie Hayde lowered his head, already in despair, it seemed that he would definitely die.

Harold Scurr approached Frankie Hayde, looked at him calmly and said, "Raise your head." m.

Frankie Hayde slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes were full of turbidity. She was already desperate, and her eyes naturally lost the emptiness they had just now.

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