C2408 CHAPTER2408 STRATEGIC RETREAT

As Sam Moreels spoke, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger.

All kinds of emotions gathered to the end, and all kinds of thoughts erupted!

"Devil..."

"You demon...!!"

"Crazy..."

"A complete madman..."

... "What... what exactly are you thinking..."

"Let me go, let me go..."

"No... No..."

Ning Que, the son of the Great Elder of the Celestial Deficiency Pavilion