C666 Report

Everyone was trying to guess Yang Xuan's identity.

Ordinary people definitely wouldn't be able to move at such a speed. They wondered if he was their comrade.

Chiang Xin's eyes were sharper, and she noticed the thick callus on Yang Xuan's palm. She knew that it was the result of a long time of sharpening with a gun.

So he asked Yang Xuan: "Who the hell are you? Show me your ID card