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Angel's work and rest time is very regular. After Yabel rejected Sloter's invitation to drink outside, he walked alone in the dark tunnel holding a cane.

No one has discovered his instinctive fear of the dark, and his trembling steps are always restrained very well. He must be a superb actor, confusing everyone and himself.

He never thought that someone would find his heart and follow in his footsteps.

The light blue luminous pearl divided his cheeks with yin and yang, he pressed down his hat, and felt his face was empty, and then remembered that his mask was still left in Sloat's room, and smiled wryly for a while.

It was somewhat ironic to him to become a servant under the feet of others, not to mention that he was the lord of Antola City, so when people knew that he would be trampled under his feet, what expression would he make?

"I helped you find the best dom in Shengdu, don't you thank me?"

Ent was still waiting for him at his old position, holding a glass of cocktail in his hand, "Drink?"

Yabel took it and drank it down, "Drink... I will take whatever you give me...it's delicious."

Ent looked at him with a strange expression, and put away his empty glass, "Then I advise you to not be emotional, or you will lose your life if you lose the game."

He hummed lightly in response.Ent lowered his hat and scattered through the crowd.

Yabel supported the table with his arms, and sat down a little bit, his face was as pale as ordinary white paper.His cane fell to the ground with a muffled thud on the carpet.He leaned on the table a little bit, and his mind was so dazed that he didn't even know if anyone was approaching him.

Sloat stood behind him and watched his every move. He had dispersed the surrounding passengers before, so no one saw his ugly appearance.

Yabel clenched his fists and left a row of crescent blood marks on his palms. He raised his head suddenly and turned around, the bandages wrapped around his eyes naturally slipped off.He smiled faintly at Sloter, his eyes that had been gouged out were like two hollow holes, "What a beautiful angel..."

Leaning to one side, he was firmly caught by Sloat.He stroked Yabel's messy hair, and the person in his arms was like a precious and fragile item at this moment, but the stubborn pursed mouth made people couldn't help but want to destroy it.

Dare to drink highly poisonous liquid... Heh, this slave is too bold.

Sloat picked him up firmly.

But I'm afraid it's not brave enough to explain why I don't cherish myself so much.

wanna die?very good…