Chapter 337 Hickey

Zack Su went back to his room, opened the door, thought for a while, and closed the door. He turned around and walked out of the yard. He deliberately hid his breath, and the footsteps were so light that SandyShen could not hear them. The temperature before dawn was the coldest. Zack, dressed in black, walked gracefully in the increasingly thin night. As if not stained by the mortal world, the two sleeves of breeze merged with the night. The street was lonely， cold, and the grass and trees...