C434 Blood Blooms One by One

He looked at Ruan Xiaomo who was standing not far away. She was so nervous that her face had turned pale, yet she was still standing in front of another man. The knuckles of her fingers holding the gun were white, and the veins were bulging on the back of her hands.

His heart was in extreme pain.

It was as if someone was turning a drill in his heart. His flesh and blood were being crushed