Chapter 1472 Isn't This Ridiculous

A drop of liquid dripped from the top of Michael's head. He was stunned as he subconsciously reached out to touch it. His palm was red with a pungent smell. "What the hell?" He turned his head around and saw a girl wearing sunglasses and a black mask behind him. "What the fuck are you doing?" Michael roared in fury. After Anna, whose face was concealed, spilled red paint on his head, she cursed angrily when she saw Michael turn his head, "Die, you son of a bitch!" After saying that, she took out the pepper spray from her bag decisively and began to spray it at him. The pepper spray was extremely effective when sprayed at one's eyes. Before Michael could come to his senses, his eyes went teary and he had trouble opening them. Then his tears began to stream down his cheeks uncontrollably. He reached out to rub his eyes subconsciously when he heard someone cursing in his ear. "You jerk, you should fucking kill yourself! You're dead meat!" Raymond