Chapter 645 Bait Myself
- “Click! Click!”
- In the restroom at Kloria International Airport, Lewis Snow snapped the necks of two assassins and slipped out fast, heading for the gate to board.
- This was the ninth batch he’d taken out. They weren’t that strong, but they kept coming, like moths throwing themselves into the flame, like a festering sore clinging to bone, chasing Lewis nonstop, driving him crazy.