C1337 She Hated Them

Just as Wenn Ruoqing's guard, Little Black, lightly pushed Liang Xianzhong away, the middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood. He held his chest and slowly fell to the ground.

Liang Xianzhong's pupils shrank. He called out to Uncle Kun, knelt on the ground, and helped him up.

"Uncle Kun, how are you? I'll take you to the hospital