C1223 Tell Me Who Are You

At this moment, Gong Moyi's heart turned cold.

Her gun was gone. Other than the dagger in her boot, there was nothing else.

Her calf had become numb. Although she pressed on some acupuncture points in time to slow down the corrosion of the poison, it was only a delay in the end.

She could clearly feel that her leg was almost out of control.

But she had no choice. She had to escape