C435 CHAPTER435 THE WAR OF THE DEAD THE WAR OF THE DEAD

Inside the shop, Sam Moreels gazed at the young girl before him, his face twisting into a sneer.

"Do you think you're in the wrong?"

He secured the girl in the pink dress to a shop pillar, whip in hand, and asked with cold detachment.

"I'm not wrong!"

"I'll kill you! All you damn scum!"

With a sharp crack, the whip lashed out, striking the girl in pink without mercy.

"Ah... Ah..