C251 What Kind of Shitty Thing Is This?
People were coming and going at the entrance of the hotel. These people were like phantoms that would suddenly appear and disappear as time passed.
As the head of the Security Army in Infero Town, Terry had not felt this kind of helplessness for a long time.
He stood at the entrance of this simple and crude hotel, and no one recognized him as the guardian of Infero Town
