chapter 48 A glass of wine turns into a sword, kill people with wine

Felix Lowell briefly looked at the living room of the villa.

Carved railings, jade carvings, antique paintings, luxury and low-key.

have to say,

This hairy guy is quite enjoyable.

"Who are you?"

Heath Shaw stood up from the sofa and stared at Felix Lowell coldly with his eagle-like eyes.

"you do not know me?"

Felix Lowell was a little surprised.

Heath Shaw saw Felix Lowell showing this face, thought for a moment, then frowned...