The Wolf King's palm, as large as a cattail fan, came down. There was no way for the informant to dodge it, and he was instantly struck unconscious.
When he woke up, he found that he had already been brought back to Purgatory City, bound hand and foot in a dark, damp basement.
Recognizing the calm-faced Siliu sitting across the table, the informant trembled all over with terror. "Don't kill me! I'll tell you everything!"
Chapter 352