C67 Ambush

Late at night, Zhang Zheng looked out at the bright stars. He felt a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't say it out loud. He just left it at the back of his mind.

Zhang Zheng was lying on the bed, touching the necklace on his neck. Ever since he could remember, this necklace was worn on his neck, he heard his father say that he bought it on the street because it looked good