He was the major general Michael and the underground king Hades.
The moment he walked out of the prison, the whole world trembled.
He bored a blood vendetta. Those who killed my parents and bullied my woman should be killed.
Blood dyed the ground red. I, Michael, wound definitely became an immortal legend.

The God of War Was in the City

Michael also lost his temper. If she dared to say that he was not good, she had to pay the price.


"Try it if you have guts." Sheila said again.


"It's you who forced me." Michael said, kissing Sheila's lips.


Sheila also enthusiastically responded to Michael. The two of them just kissed each other. Two minutes later, Michael let go of Sheila and said, "Is it enough for a man?" "Not enough." Sheila shook her head.


Another two minutes later, Michael said, "Enough?" "Michael, do you only know how to kiss?" Sheila asked.


"I can spank you." Michael picked up Sheila and spanked her.


Sheila said, "I was wrong. I was wrong."


"Really?" Michael said, slapping her again.


"I was really wrong." Sheila said desperately.


"That's more like it." Michael said, letting go of Sheila.


Sheila also said at this time, "Michael, you are not a man. You are timid." After saying that, Sheila left quickly.


Chapter 47 The Arctic Prison