C64 Sea Iceberg

At this moment, the scar-faced old man slowly stretched out his bony hands from his clothes. His hands were extremely pale, with wide joints and ten sharp nails, which were dyed a dark red.

He slightly emitted a fishy smell and the black aura behind him seemed to have two incomparably long tails. The old man bent over and grinned while staring at Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin frowned subconsciously