C18 Foreign Assassination

Moh Nanchen's face was gloomy, and his forehead was tightly knitted into a deep "river." However, a warm feeling was faintly surging from the bottom of his heart, and it flowed endlessly into his limbs and bones.

Xia Qiaoqiao actually did not leave him behind. She risked the rain of bullets to come back and save him, even if her life would be in danger..