That very night, Mr. Quaker was in a sour mood and gorged himself on food and alcohol with friends before heading home.

He was just strolling down a lane when someone leapt off the wall, smiling and waving at him.

"Are you crazy?" Mr. Quaker snapped at him, and strode past him.

"Wait! Let me show you my magic trick!"

The man cut him off, hiding his face with his hands while asking, "Guess what?"

"Fuck off!" Mr. Quaker ignored him and tried to walk past him again when that man lowered his palms.

Mr. Quaker flinched and immediately sobered up, dropping on his rear as he was left stunned.

After all, the man's face was suddenly rotting away when he removed his hands. Maggots were crawling out of his cheeks, while his left eyeball dropped out, landing just in front of Mr. Quaker!

However, the man suddenly disappeared.

I must be drunk! I was just imagining it... There's no

himself that he was seeing things and started to forget, the man appeared

"You're so slow!"

legs, and Mr. Quaker looked down to see that he did not

Mr. Quaker bolted, only for the man to

Mr. Quaker's screams resounded in the apartment, as if they were never going

Tower, Frank, Jada, and the others were just

wiped out their safehouses, BM Group

He therefore instructed Jada to keep both eyes open, so that the enemy did not

headlong into another man

head, and grabbed Frank's wrists as he sobbed, "I'm

"Do we

the man exclaimed, flailing his

had to look closer and was unsure if he should laugh or cry-it was none other than the indomitable Mr.

family of traditional medicine practitioners while being ignorant of his family's tradition, Mr. Quaker had a stalwart physique and

under his eyes. Stubble grew all over his face, and his clothes were a mess,

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