Chapter 171 Hundred-Billion Ransom
- “Pfft!”
- The sound was like a tire blowing out. Balan’s body went limp, like a balloon losing air. She spat a mouthful of blood. The salty, metallic taste skimmed across Lewis Snow’s tongue, and Balan’s spirit started to fade.
- Lewis’s gaze flashed. He pulled Balan into his arms, pressed his index and middle finger to her pulse, and checked her condition—then froze, shocked.