C92 Chapter 92

The night at Wild Lake Base seemed to be thicker than anywhere else. The clouds hung low in the air, and even the wind was cold and sharp.

When Fong Tian was pushed into the basement, the knife-scarred man and the tongue-biting man were playing with Hu Xiaocann.

The tongue-biting man's throwing knife was spinning around. He first played with the knife in his hand, and then said, "Boy