C57 Common Triticale Herb

CHAPTER 57 KILL THREE KILLS

"You didn't kill him?"

The veins on Hsu Haodong's forehead were bulging, and he was so angry that his eyes were wide open.

"Everyone is pointing at me and laughing. They are laughing at me and he is shouting louder than anyone else and he is laughing at me. I like to be sick to death with him. I was quite afraid of the crowd