C165 The moment of great tension(9)

I said coldly, "No, I don't hate it, I fucking hate it, I don't hate anything, okay, but..."

I'm telling you, shut up. I don't want you to talk anymore. Do you know?

Ours, ours — "I nodded and said," Get out!

I hung up, then hugged my head, then sank into deep pain, I held the gun, then hated

He had to really go down and kill that bastard.

The phone rang again. It was the Sis Plum who called