Before Bai Chunhua could slow down, he saw Timothy Greene holding his fist and calling down her forehead combatively.

This fist, she felt, would be killed!

Bai Chunhua's frightened eyes widened, and the feeling of death came.

However.

Timothy Greene's fist, at the moment when it was about to hit her, turned sideways and hit the easel.

Bai Chunhua can smell a trace of blood.

"Get out of here!"

Bai Chunhua didn't dare to think much about it. He rolled ...