The Journey of an Ou

A dull, alcohol-laced voice crept from the doorway: "Slacking off again Don't you want your pay",Two more redheads, one with a broom haircut and the other with a plane-shaped haircut, also drew their guns from behind their waists, aiming them at Heather and Iznabi respectively.,Old Jack instinctively shielded his head, then roared when he saw what had happened: "Heather! You've wrecked my shipping container again! And the old shop door!"。