Number One, who never asked the names of his prey, asked for the name of his quarry this time.
In Number One's "rules of human conduct," this was considered the highest form of courtesy.
"Any display of power has its limits, right? You didn't use your nihility transformation when I held you hostage, which means this ability itself carries certain risks, or perhaps, using this power also costs you quite a bit,"
"Huang Miu, my dear, you must hold on, and don't let me... kill you too soon."
Number One suddenly sniffed his own fingers.
These were the fingers that he had pressed against Zhou Baiyu's forehead, and now he wore an enraptured expression.
Zhou Baiyu felt a chill in his heart.
What kind of environment breeds such a pervert?
Is he really colleagues with Zhou Shou and Wan Zi...?
It seemed Zhou Baiyu extended the pleasure Number One got from torturing and killing his prey, the feeling of their struggle and resistance.
