Once again, the crowd was in disbelief. They couldn't wrap their heads around it.
Remus still remembered this question!
Gresham lay on the ground as fear coursed through his veins. He wanted to stand, but his brain was injured, so he couldn't stabilize himself and fell onto the ground again.
At this moment, he looked like a madman.
In terror, he asked, "Who are you? Who the fuck are you really? I've used poison to strengthen my body for thirty years. There's no way I can be defeated!"
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