C240 Mice Don't Run!

"Looks like you hate this guy. You even pulled a gun at him."

Zhang Xiaohua said to Zhao Yu with a charming smile, subtly influencing Zhao Yu's thoughts.

Zhao Yu felt muddle-headed. He could not control his body as he walked towards Zhang Xiaohua. When he tried to handcuff Zhang Xiaohua with his hands, his neck suddenly felt itchy and painful.

He subconsciously reached for his neck