C251 Sudden crisis

Zhang Jiahui raised her head to look at the glazed lighting that was emitting a faint glow, wishing that she could ruthlessly smash a woman's face with this exquisite object.

"Is this where the woman stayed?"

Beside her stood a large woman with greasy hair, dark stains on the cuffs and legs of her pants, and a smell of fish that had accumulated over the years