C359 Distorted Mu Mu

"Sooner or later. . . "

Mumu clenched his fists and walked to his bed. He lifted the bed and took out a small knife from it.

The knife was very sharp. He held the knife and cut the back of his hand hard. Blood instantly came out.

More and more blood flowed out from the wound. As he silently looked at the red blood, his heart was somewhat comforted.

Just like that