Disappearance

Cold!

At this moment, a chill swept across Feng Yi's body instantly, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"Do you know what will happen to this boy if you hand him over?"

The voice rang in Feng Yi's ears, accompanied by a breath of heat and a faint unusual fragrance.

Feng Yi wanted to look back and look at the man who was behind her, however, she could not do it.

She looked at the fatty and others in front of her again and saw they seemed to be frozen in place, without any movement.

Just now, when this hand was quietly resting on her shoulder, she probably knew what kind of terrifying existence she would be facing.

But now that she had seen and experienced it with her own eyes, she could truly feel what kind of despair it was.

At this time, she, not to mention counterattack, even her actions and limbs were firmly bound. The power that was binding her was like a huge pair of hands made of heavenly material.