"Rip..."
The newly dressed clothes were torn open again and immediately thrown onto the messy carpet. Jackson Sully struggled ceaselessly as he began to bite himself.
Jackson Sully, with red eyes, looked at the man in front of him, managed to break free a little, and then kicked viciously toward his lower body.
"Um--!"
Shane Winchester grunted, his movements stiffened, veins bulging on his forehead instantly, even oozing a fine layer of sweat.
Taking advantage of this moment, Jackson Sully broke free, his eyes red as he looked at him, picked up the clothes on the ground, turned, and ran.
Seeing her gaze, Shane Winchester felt a pain in his chest, even overshadowing the hit Jackson Sully had given him earlier. With a long arm, he pulled her back, his face a livid green as he spoke, "It seems you intend to make me join you in sterilization?"
