Bai Guyue showed an apologetic expression, meekly said sorry, then stomped her foot and turned around to complain, "Grandpa, he's my friend!"
Bai Yiduo's hawk-like gaze swept over Yin Shuai's foolish face. He raised his head and said flatly, "His intentions are impure."
"Pfft."
A mouthful of clotted blood sprayed out.
White Hair stared blankly at the old man, unable to say a single word.
But his eyes clearly said...
You're the boss. I can't mess with you. Everything you say is right.
Thud!
A black shadow landed heavily behind White Hair.
At that moment, White Hair's face twisted into a bitter gourd. He forced out a wry smile, braced himself against the ground with one hand, and staggered to his feet.
"I'll hold them back... Run..."
Bai Guyue was also a member of the Wings of Freedom Squad.
No matter how shameless, reckless, or depraved Yin Shuai was, he had not sunk to the point of abandoning his companions and fleeing alone.
Without him holding them off, how far could a girl run?
In his field of vision, a figure whose flesh had been torn and peeled all over approached, crunching over the gravel.
Those originally brown pupils had begun to turn a pale yellow.
Like a walking corpse!
A suit that had nearly been ground bare hung openly from his body. Jasper twisted his neck, an eyeball still dangling from his face and struggling to retract, as he stared directly at White Hair.
"Lowly pig. Ridiculous compassion."
"You won't escape this time."
Jasper shook his head.
From the distant hillside came the earth-shaking sound of heavy footsteps once more.
White Hair gritted his teeth until they creaked. He did not need to think to know that the commotion had to be caused by that other freak.
Yet three