Struggle With The King Of Hell

Catherine, not giving him any leeway, marched up to him, high heels tapping on the ground, and delivered a slap.

Harry staggered back a few steps and tumbled to the ground.

"What do I mean? You hurt my lover. What do you think I mean?" Catherine retorted.

"Lover?" Harry was stunned, turning to glance at Shawn on the ground and then at Ivy beside him, who was full of concern. He sneered, "Money indeed makes the world go round. Even a cripple attracts a flock of women."

Ivy ignored Harry's words and turned to Shawn. "Can you use your strength?"

Shawn, sweating profusely, made her very worried.

If it were a regular injury, he wouldn't be like this.

Full of sweat, icy cold all over, a high probability of serious injury.

Thinking of this, she took out her phone and saw Catherine's people watching her vigilantly.

She sneered, "I’ll call an ambulance."

"No, don't call!" Harry suddenly roared, "If you call, we're all done for. The ambulance will definitely involve the police. By then, includi