C810 A Healing Genius
"Stop!"
At the corner of the street far away, the black armor suddenly pressed the black-skinned man against the wall.
"Nyar! What are you doing!?"
Du Kang glared at Nyarlathotep.
"Didn't I tell him to make the choice himself?! Why are you still trying to trick me?!"
"I didn't do anything. Everything was that brat's own choice