The moment he touched her, Song Zhiwei spilled the powder in her hand without hesitation, and the gray-white powder was under her hood.

Zhao Ergou didn't react in time and was spilled. He covered his eyes and said with pain on his face, "Bitch, what did you spill? My eyes hurt so much!"

"Quick, quick, help me, my eyes hurt!"

Zhao Ergou wailed and rolled on the ground, cursing and begging for mercy, as if he was suffering from schizophrenia.

"I'm sorry, I was ...