C393 Li Yiyi You will Die a Horrible Death

In the abandoned factory, all you can hear is the man's heavy breathing.

And vaguely, Zhang Xiaoyu's low, hoarse, and shattered heavy breathing could be heard.

The man was sprinting while drenched in sweat.

Below her, Zhang Xiaoyu only had a pair of empty eyes that were filled with despair.

In her pitch-black eyes, there was not a trace of warmth, only coldness.

Tears fell from her eyes