Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

oken, she could no longer suppress the emotions deep within her heart. They erupted uncontrollably, pouring out in tears, a cathartic release. 。How could she possibly forget the little things they ha..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonou should take the initiative." 。Women all need to be coaxed. 。Ha ha 。After uttering those words, the driver slammed on the gas pedal and the taxi sped away. 。Tang Wulin was stunned, he turned his h...