C1184 Hailstone

It's like hailing. Air Police, who was lying on the ground earlier, was like a cooked prawn. Her whole body was red and curled up, twitching from time to time.

After that... Air Police could not do anything to this thug in front of her.

Going in, guns were useless. She could not go in. There was no way to retreat.

At this time, the radio above his head suddenly rang: "Cough cough