C1185 Hit

Zhu Mingfei held onto one of the policewomen's hands with one hand and held her breath as she stared straight ahead. She was worried about Sikong Banyu and Zhao Yao's safety, and similarly, she found the scene in front of her hard to accept. After all, in her heart, the people who killed were not good people, but the people she was worried about were currently killing in front of her eyes