บท 38: Chapter 37 The Fear of the Fallen Angel

Seeing the man, fear flashed in Christina's eyes.

It was this man who had seriously wounded her and torn off one of her wings.

"It's too late to eat now," Wang Dadong sighed, his face showing little change upon seeing the Fallen Angel.

It was then that the Fallen Angel noticed there was another person in the warehouse.

Upon clearly seeing Wang Dadong, a scornful light immediately flashed in the Fallen Angel's dark pupils, "Brigitte, to think a Heavenly Assassin like yourself would rely on a diminutive Huaxia man for survival, isn't it pathetic?"

The Fallen Angel stood nearly one meter ninety, towering over Wang Dadong by a good ten centimeters, and his muscles were far more pronounced. In front of him, Wang Dadong indeed seemed somewhat scrawny.

In fact, Wang Dadong was just over one meter eighty, five centimeters taller than Christina. Even with high heels, Christina was taller than him.

Christina didn't respond to the Fallen Angel's words but slowly entered into battle mode.