chapter 338 I always keep my word.

"You... I, I really can't make the decision on this matter. I have to ask Damian Levin first..." Citrella Bowman originally seemed to have a tough attitude, but when she saw Weyland Light picked up the pistol on the glass coffee table, pointed the black muzzle at her, and put the index finger of his right hand on the trigger, she was frightened and her soul trembled, and she quickly spoke in a trembling voice. The more vicious, sinister and cunning a person is, the more he fears death. Citrella...