Prevent reached out and grabbed the alarm clock, the other end of which was connected to the thief's arm.

The thief struggled in his body like crazy, desperately resisting the fate of being pulled out.

It's just the struggle of the dying.

A cold smile appeared on Dem's face, without any pity.

He had seen too much of the other party's behavior, and many times he didn't want to kill, but sometimes, some people had to die.

Perhaps this is the fickle fate.

He sighed without pretending, but the strength at hand did not diminish in the slightest......

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