C1951 Wang shan ran
Just as I was about to fire, I pressed the muzzle of his gun.
Borrowing the moonlight, I could see that there were faint traces of blood seeping out from Boss Wang's body.
There were a few terrifying knife wounds on his stomach.
"Wait, he seems to be injured." "No," I said.
Guang Guang also noticed the wounds on Boss Wang's body, and he glared at his.
At this moment