C62 What Do You Think

There's a fierce battle going on at Quanze Pier.

Gunshots were heard everywhere, and the scene was very intense. The sparks from the shots scattered in all directions.

Lo Qinglin was sitting quietly in the car, wiping the guns in his hands.

On the rooftop of the opposite building, the sniper had finished focusing. Bean-sized sweat rolled down from his face and dripped onto the ground