C212 Flames of Fire
The smell of gunpowder!
It was the smell of gunpowder!
"That's right." Ling Siting's foot was very heavy. Fu Ansheng struggled for a moment. He did not stand up and just sat there. He looked at Ling Siting provocatively. "I am not afraid of death. But you're afraid. You have money, power, and status. You have a lover and family