Not the Son of the Prostitute

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"Rengganists...?"

Suddenly his tongue was twisted when he called that name. How could the person she had been ignorant of be now a helper goddess for herself. Elisha stared in disbelief at the woman who had just saved his life. "You're calling me?"

"Lis, get out!" pinta Rengganis immediately, seeing the distance of the door with Elisha which was not too far away.

"Hey, where are you going!" The woman immediately moved back, near the body of Elisha who almost reached the door and pulled again.

"Arghhhhhhhh, loose!" Elisha tried to remove his hand from the woman's grip. "Forward, breng***!"

"Just dream of you!" The woman smiled cynically. For him this time he had to successfully teach Elisha a lesson, at least he would make the woman's face deformed in order for Roy to divorce her.

"Take him off, why are you so mean?" The gang are moving forward. At the pull of the woman's hand that still gripped Elisha's body. As strongly as possible Rengganis tried to free him. But...

Instantly Rengganis blood rippled violently. He tried to stay calm even though both of his legs were trembling. If he shows his fear, then the evil woman will become more and more.

"Deliver! You're a crazy woman!"

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