C145 Relaxation of Tiger to Mountain

Yu Jinhong decisively pulled the trigger as a bullet wrapped in sparks shot out from the black muzzle of his gun. The bullet mark streaked across, bringing along the high temperature, and crawled into Zou Heng's back.

Blood spurted out like a blossoming flower. Beautiful and miserable.

Zou Heng screamed in pain, he lost all his strength and fell to the ground