C810 A Healing Genius

"Stop!"

At the corner of the street far away, the black armor suddenly pressed the black-skinned man against the wall.

"Nyar! What are you doing!?"

Du Kang glared at Nyarlathotep.

"Didn't I tell him to make the choice himself?! Why are you still trying to trick me?!"

"I didn't do anything. Everything was that brat's own choice