C57 Apocalypse

When Shen Yanxi and Jin Hao stepped into the room, the man was being held tightly by Gao Binn's arm. After a slight struggle, his plaster cast on his arm started to hurt, causing his face to twist.

"How's the interrogation going?"

Shen Yanxi walked to Gao Binn's side and glanced at the man's purple and green face. Facing his nervous and panicked expression