C700 Shingo's Head Was Bowed

"Type 95 military pistol!" A eight millimeter bullet! " Zhao Ruijie could tell the model of the gun the other party was using from the gunshot and shook his head lazily.

"Hurry up and hide! I'll deal with him! " Tang Xintian immediately said.

"It's nothing. A mere handgun won't scare us!"

Zhao Ruijie smiled gently: Miss Tang, don't be afraid, we will protect you!

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