C791 It's Getting out of Hand

After hanging up, Ma Shan threw his phone on the floor and sat down on the stairs. He started smoking one cigarette after another at a rapid pace, making the entire staircase feel like it was filled with smoke.

Even so, it was unable to mask the smell of blood that rushed out from 302.

Inside, there was a sin that could not be buried.

Ma Shan smoked as he cried. To be honest