C110 High Speed Forward

"Hehe, aren't you scared silly. You're going to die after firing that shot. Are you really that anxious to go and die?" Liang Zhicheng did not realize that He Changsheng was rummaging in his pants pocket. He said, "That's right. I want to die quickly. Just grant me your wish!"

Hearing He Leisheng's words, Chen Ming trembled in fear. "Appreciation, don't spout nonsense