C383 Rescue the Hostages(8)

It's late.

The street was unusually quiet, and there was hardly a single person walking on it. Occasionally, a car would pass by. Seeing the situation, no car dared to stop, and no one dared to call to inform them.

Guo Lin had a dagger on her neck and felt a chill. If she shouted, that damn fatty would really wipe her neck and her life would be in danger at any time