C896 This Was a Game of Resident Evil Is It

"F * ck, why don't we just have a director flatten this place?" Jingshu gritted her teeth.

The few of them retreated to a small room and finally let out a sigh of relief.

With a hiss, Beitang Xiu pulled off a corner of his sleeve and fixed a wound on his arm to prevent it from bleeding again.

Jingshu was shocked, "Hubby, when did this wound appear? ! "

She did not even notice!

" I'm fine