It's a mask, a very soft human skin mask.

It sucked on my face, and I could feel a sharp pain like a knife, and at the same time, the sharp pain made me wake up instantly.

"This thing wasn't thrown by my cousin......"

When I became conscious, I also realized this immutable fact.

It should be said that my cousin touched this masked jerboa with a series of actions, and then the masked jerboa may have jumped on my face with my cousin's strength.

Uncle Monkey's hand tightly pinched the soft mask, and this strength was estimated to make the mask jerboa a little unbearable, and the whole human skin mask had been trembling constantly.

It feels to me, if I want to describe it perfectly

"I Was a Reporter in the Underworld" Chapter 9 There is a man on the earth who is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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