C155 Who Is the God of Heaven Helping.

God help who.

Time flew by like quicksand, even Xiang Xiang could feel the pain of his life slowly slipping away.

His men kept reporting, finding suspicious vehicles time and time again, giving him negative results time and time again. This feeling of continuously tossing his heart onto the clouds and then ruthlessly falling down was even more heart-wrenching than the pain of bone eroding