C195 My Lungs Are Going to Explode
I knew I didn't have much of a deterrent, so they didn't put me in their eyes at all. They supported the unconscious Ann Xitian out of the restaurant.
There were a dozen or so people, some tattooed, some with long hair, all looking very ferocious.
I trotted after them, and they helped Ann Xitian into the van parked by the side of the road.
I blocked the door, my heart thumping, my feet weak