C205 Burning waiting

October's city A was still warm, but the sea breeze seemed to blow in from the south pole, cold and fierce, stirring the scrap iron around it to jingle.

More than a dozen black-armored Land Cruisers surrounded Duan Zheng who was hiding behind the wooden boat.

The mercenaries all pointed their guns at the wooden boat with cold expressions.

"I told you to let him go