C367 Shi Zhong Xiu Yu

Sweat seeped out of Jessica's forehead, sliding down his long neck and disappearing into the deep ravine in front of his chest.

She gasped for breath, and her chest rose. She clenched her fists tightly.

To an international mercenary like her, they were a bunch of rats with no identity. No matter when or where they died, no one would pursue anything for her