The Last Battle (41)
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In the future, no matter what kind of black supplement his wife brought him, he would drink it! He could no longer screw up at the critical moment!
After Mu Huan hung up the video call, she stood up and looked out. As she wasn't sure what was going on, she hung up first to prevent her husband from worrying.
She was in the resting area now. The thing that hit her hand had been thrown in through the glass window.
What she saw made her lips twitch.
What the f*ck was going on?
Were they all so unafraid of death? At such a time, they were still gathering and protesting!
"What's going on?" Professor Sam asked as he walked over.
"A group of people has gathered outside to protest. They are saying that we didn't care about the lives of others and used drugs randomly to kill people. They said that I, a dog, can't change my ways and can only eat poop…" Mu Huan's lips curved into a cold smile.