C632 Daydreaming

Whoosh... Suddenly, Nassir Dawson's figure flashed, and his hands clenched...

Wild Wolf's face changed drastically. He subconsciously wanted to touch his gun but felt a cold sensation on his wrist, followed by a sharp pain in his head.

He couldn't stop himself from screaming in pain. He staggered three or four steps back and lowered his head to look at his right hand