C749 Wasteland

There was a wound on her shoulder. If she was caught, it would be very painful.

But just as she was about to grab onto her shoulder, Guo Lulu had already turned around quickly and pointed a black gun at him: "Who are you, what the hell are you doing?"

"Am I your colleague or are you the leader of Chen Xiaosi?"

"Heh." Guo Lulu snorted