"Thank you very much."

"Ha, we are a family."

Li Ming tried his best to open the iron-like hand on his shoulder and spoke with a smile.

He could feel Zhao Guangming's eyes... seemed to soften a little bit.

"Help...help..."

Wang Jin's voice sounded at an inappropriate time, and he broke away from Zhao Guangming's arms as he spoke.

It has to be said that this former Minister of Suppression was indeed born to fight.

He would even subconsciously use the guillotine when protecting others in his arms.

This caused Wang Jin's neck to almost break.

"Ahem..."
Chapter completed!