C39 Dogfight

Not self-love.

Zhu Xingxing suddenly didn't have a good impression of them. If they were blocked by someone else in some small dark room, or if they had been drugged or something, he would not care.

Hm?

Zhu Xingxing suddenly saw a familiar figure. It was Wang Zhishen.

It seemed like he had no memory at all.

Instead, it was a young man with short hair. The man's face was abnormally white