C174 Shooting

Cheng Ling took the pistol and lowered her eyes slightly. She hid the pain in her eyes.

The small hand holding the gun tightened slightly. She wanted nothing more than to turn around and point the gun at Luo Sheng.

However, she could not do so now. It was not her turn to be willful.

The locator was injected into her hand, and as long as it touched Seat Che, it would be fine.

Cheng Ling