C105 Against Qingtong(part I)

At night, in Jianghai, the modern city was immersed in colorful neon lights, and there were endless vehicles and pedestrians on the road.

The moon above his head was still shrouded by the black gas, and only a faint halo could be seen.

In the suburbs, on a road in the Jinfeng Headquarters's outer city. Xiao Yang was sitting on a branch of a white poise tree by the roadside