Chapter 142: Bronze Armored Guard!

"Get lost!" Donald Wood pressed down hard on Mary Walsh's shoulder, making her body go limp as she collapsed painfully to the ground. "Don't overestimate yourself!" Donald sneered, then continued, "According to the Voodoo Cult's intel, for the past five years, you've been living in the provincial capital, worked at the Blue Paradise Club, and got treatment at a psychiatric hospital. No one ever came to visit you. But now, someone's come to see you and take care of you. So I have good reason to...