C76 President Leng Qing(36)

"Bang!"

A gunshot shattered all of Gu Ruohan's fantasies about the future. The dull sound of a heavy object landing on the ground made him slow down for a moment.

There was still some residual heat left on his face. It was like a brush dipped in red ink that had been casually tossed on a white piece of paper. The glaring red made him hold his breath