Chapter 170 Die!
- "The Mutated Pupils?" Jacob furrowed his brows and shifted two steps to the left.
- 'Tss…' What followed after was a soft, crisp sound, and he found two holes not far away from him, the size of a pencil lead.
- "Mr. Doyle, go, I'll take care of him!" Dave tossed away the shades in his hand and pressed his fingers to both of his temples.