QT_Cold Scumbag C227
by MarineTLChapter 227: The Phoenix Man Who Soared Before the Apocalypse (32) “Big bro, big bro, I was wrong! Please, stop hitting me!” The man’s yellow hair had been scorched, though you could still faintly make out the original color at the tips. His clothes were no better—charred black from electricity. He lay on the ground clutching his leg, wailing in pain. Who the hell was this guy? He was terrifyingly strong. Sure, he knew there were differences in strength among those with Supernatural…









