chapter 300 Amin

Weasel stood with his hands behind his hands, a loud and unpredictable smile on his lips, and the frail young man knelt down and cried bitterly. He also knew that Horacio was deceived, but he suddenly realized that Weasel's face with sinister eyebrows and eyes was very handsome. "Horacio, you do your things and don't care about me." Weasel smiled lightly at Horacio, "The sky is bright tonight, let's get some fresh air outside." After saying that, Weasel held his head high, puffed out his chest, turned...