Chapter 347 Erin Gets Injured

Erin cast a disdainful sideways glance at Gunnar and smiled sarcastically. "Your heart is just like your face—you can only hide them away from others because of how filthy they are—"

In an instant, a large hand wrapped itself around her neck. Gunnar was around 6'5" in height. His towering stature was due to his Northern Eupathean genes that he inherited from his father.

With her average stature, Erin looked like a little girl when he held her up by the neck. His voice was as cold as ice. "Just because I was polite to you earlier, it doesn't mean you can provoke me without a care! I've killed so many people with these hands that I've lost count. Killing you is like squishing an ant! I don't really want to cross Chandler. You'd better behave yourself throughout this one month, and I won't harm you in any way. I'll release you once the time is up. Got it?"

Erin's bloodshot eyes stared into the black holes on the devil mask. She understood painfully that she wasn't in a position to rebe