Brother Octopus's cold sweat uncontrollably broke out.
Something was definitely off, like at least nineteen parts off.
How did the one with a severed tongue become such a compelling sight?
That one with a severed tongue, he was the serious madman with a cleanliness fetish!
And now?
His brain filled with intestines, dripping oil, his eyes combining four parts horror, three parts misery, and three parts despair.
At first glance, you'd think he was done for!
The main thing was.
How could this Manager duplicate himself?!
And it didn't seem to be some crude illusion; both Managers appeared to have their own thoughts and a physical form.
Such bizarre methods.
Even among nine-star ranks, that would be quite explosive!
Seeing the bespectacled man not respond, Jiang Xiao, puffing with anger, questioned again.
"Hey, buddy, you still haven't answered my question! Why are you showing up at my doorstep!"
