chapter 188 Red Evil

However, the old man with glasses had not walked far before the eternal lamp in his hand seemed to be breathed upon by someone, jumped twice, and went out with a puff. The old man with glasses frowned slightly, took out his lighter again, and pressed it a few times. The strange thing is that the lighter just emitted sparks but wouldn't light up. Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the old man with glasses. He gritted his teeth, took out a bag of red liquid from his arms,...