C154 Zhou Yu Died

One. The blonde, curly-haired youth knocked on the door and entered. He suddenly covered his nose and used stiff Huaxia language to complain. "Lin, what's this smell?"

The smell of blood made him think of the slaughterhouse. However, when he really entered the room... The woman who was tied to the chair was bleeding profusely. Her face was covered in blood, and she had been shot countless times