Chapter 845: The Best Choice

headshot, without even trembling. His heart was still racing."Tsk, what a pity!"The ripples pressed a gun directly against the other's forehead."Please don't kill me! I said."Ripples, after hearing t..."Yes."

Wen Zhao Ming did not beat around the bush, but gave a positive answer.at they could hunt depended entirely on luck. There were also people who got injured in previous years, but the temptation of eating meat was too great, and still some people were willing to take the...