“Toss a coin to your Dollar...”
Han Sen automatically got into the next round. Just when he walked out of the martial hall, he saw a few young girls running to him, offering him a pen. They asked in slightly trembling voices, "Dollar, can we have your signature?"
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim
Wang Yuhang continued to scream aloud as he ran, and in the midst of his frightened flight, managed to plead, "What are you guys doing? Help me! If you don't, I'll be the bear's next ice lolly."
Super Gene
Sci-fi · Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim