C125 A Slim Chance of Survival

"What's your name?"

"Satan. "

" Who sent you here? "

"I'm sorry, I won't betray my employer. "

Yang Qiu's eyes were like lightning as he looked at this middle-aged white man called Satan and said lightly:

"I can see that you are a very professional person. You must know something about me, right? My means, my character? Do you think that if I wanted to obtain some information