chapter 196 Come to your door

On the bright night, the humidity was quite heavy, and the sky turned white. Coyne Winston, who was standing in the corner like a tree stump, moved a little. The thin T-shirt on his body was already wet with dew, and the messy hair on his forehead was also wet. The wetness stuck to his forehead, and a pile of messy cigarette butts were left in front of his feet.

Coyne Winston raised his head and took another look at the attic where the lights had been turned off. He flicked off...