บท 992: Chapter 1000 Can't

"Timothy Greene, don't you want to know if Juliana Lewis likes you? Even a little bit?"

This sentence, successfully let Timothy Greene trance, swing out of the fist, has fallen off, and his shoulder, is also a fierce pain.

A man holds a syringe in his hand and pushes the medicine into his skin.

Timothy Greene instantly opened the man and the needle broke.

Timothy Greene tried to punch again, but he felt dizzy, stumbled and fell to the ground.

The first old grandson watched Timothy Greene fall to the ground and kicked him with his feet: "It's really a hard stubble. Fortunately, he didn't leave. Send it in."

I didn't expect that Timothy Greene looked gentle and gentle, but he could fight so well.

If it weren't for the quick-acting agent, Timothy Greene would really have to leave.

Hou Chaosi has been in the house, without making any noise. When he saw Timothy Greene thrown in, he suddenly struggled excitedly: "Mr. Gu."