Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

g sensation filled his mind. 。Unconsciously, his steps became disordered. 。Immediately following, a huge sense of crisis emerged in my heart. 。He immediately and without hesitation unleashed his fight..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon, it looks like a peeled egg.” 。"You have the makings of a gigolo!" "What Who are you calling a gigolo!""Both of you, knock it off!" The leader of the group said impatiently. 。Both of them hummed in...