C318 Beat Hei Jue

At 10 PM, a Porsche drove to the rural bamboo forest on the outskirts of District 4.

The door opened and Ling Chen walked out of the car, slowly walking into the bamboo forest.

A gust of cold wind blew across his face, as if it wanted to cut off his skin.

The strange crescent moon had already hidden itself in the clouds, as if it was afraid of something