"You!"
Logan Channing was so angry he almost coughed up blood!
Her pretty face flushed, and her breathing was rapid!
"Are you insulting me?" Logan's eyes were fixed firmly on Julius Reed, her chest rising and falling, clearly very angry!
As one of the experts of the Funeral Alliance, she was supposed to lead Whitaker Dog and others to level Boulevard.
But now, before even entering the gate, she was captured.
Not only did she lose face, but it also severely hurt the morale of the Funeral Alliance.
Those who could make a name in the Funeral Alliance were all fierce and ruthless.
Their pride was where they drew their strength.
Logan's face turned red with shame, hating herself for underestimating the enemy!
"It's not exactly humiliation," Julius Reed said calmly, "It's just that your skills are impressive enough that I don't want to waste my strength. Some things only need to be done once."
"Shameless!" Logan gritted her teeth, and could only curse bitterly.
