Chapter 10 They Are Not Worth It!

Braden frowned in pain and touched the wound with his long fingers. His palms were immediately wet with blood.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the blood dripping from his palm, Braden felt very uncomfortable in his stomach. His tall figure staggered a little.

Shirley keenly noticed the unusualness of the man. After hesitating for a moment, she stepped forward to support him.

"Braden, are you okay?"

"No..."

The man's perfect carved face was pale. At this moment, he no longer had the previous energy, showing a painful and weak look. "I can't protect you anymore, run!"

"Seriously? You are too weak."

Shirley was confused and complained quietly. He was just hit on the head by a wine bottle. How could he be so delicate?

When he was one against ten just now, he was so brave!

"I faint at the sight of blood!"

After Braden finished saying this, he immediately fainted in Shirley's arms.