Lin Hai was stunned, not expecting to encounter a fan of his own.
But he really didn't have any fondness for this pitch-black guy.
At this moment, Lin Hai strode toward Lubis.
Feeling the shadow overhead continually covering him, and looking at the other's solid muscles, Lubis swallowed a gulp of saliva subconsciously and looked at Lin Hai in horror, thinking to himself, "God, I hope this ridiculously strong Chinese man isn't a pervert, please don't torture me before killing me."
Right now, because of the severe pain in his body, Lubis could only curl up in a corner, his black face showing despair and deep fear, like a little girl about to be ravished, his eyes filled with terror looking at the approaching Lin Hai.
"Shit, don't give me that look as if you're owed something, I'm not homo."