C342 My Blood Doesn't Taste Good

On the other side.

Ning Xia, who hurriedly returned home, shivered as she hid in her quilt. She remembered what happened not long ago, as well as the look in Phil Torido's eyes as if he was looking at a dead man.

At this moment, a text message notification sounded out.

Ah!" Ning Xia screamed.

The scream lasted for a few seconds before she realized what was happening