The Great Demon Holm

Old Jack looked at the eyes, clearly suffering from cirrhosis and filled with blood vessels, and the particularly prominent beer belly, confirming that this guy was the one he was going to kill today.,Jack nodded reassuringly, then picked up the knife.,"This is so heavy, it'll take a lot of effort to carry it out. Luckily, there aren't many people on this street right now. In 10 minutes, we should be able to get it to the sewer."。