C382 A young leader who sees a needle in a haystack

There was only a brief standoff, and neither of them spoke. In the end, it was the dog-leg that was a little weak from standing. A very strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind: could this person be a ghost? Or am I dreaming? That's right, that's right, I must be dreaming, it's impossible for me to have such a strange movement technique. I must be dreaming, as long as I close my eyes again