C169 Little shaman

The moment those words left his mouth, the ring no longer hesitated. At this moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Treadmill's throat. He gradually exerted strength. Clearly, he was planning to directly crush Treadmill to death.

A hint of despair flashed across Treadmill's face. His body moved, as if he was trying to struggle out of it. "Uhh!" However, at this moment