C52 Disposal

The green-haired youth's eyes flashed with a trace of blood. Although Ye Haorann was clutching his neck and couldn't catch his breath, he didn't show any signs of panic or even fear.

"Go in, we, Nan have prepared a greeting gift for you."

Ye Haorann snorted and threw the green-haired young man out.

This kind of person had already been brainwashed