C834 Cold Blood

"I'm afraid you're the ones seeking death!"

Cheng Zhengyang sneered, his left hand holding onto the knife-scarred man's neck, his right hand holding onto the gun as he pointed it at the black-clothed man's head.

"Hey, kid, don't act recklessly!"

"Speak, do you want to live? Or do you want to die? "

"We don't want to die. We want to live