C1227 It Was Soul-stirring

"Captain, the speed has dropped, 423 per hour, landing very quickly!"

"Guard captain, we're running out of fuel. Our speed will only get slower and slower!"

"The Fierce Tiger Dark Shark is catching up again. Guard captain, are we going to fire?"

"Don't fire. " Zhu Zhao, who had been watching all this time, threw his Spatial Pocket to Ah Chen and said, "Once we open fire