C842 The Smell of Nitrate

After that, Shan heard a series of gunshots.

A few dozen of his men hurriedly found a place to hide.

Even so, there were still people who were half a step slower. They fell down in the alley paved with stone slabs, and sticky, red pools of blood gathered under their bodies.

Shan hid behind the car they parked and saved his life. His forehead was full of sweat