C1199 Masked Man

"Huyan Chen, Brother Wu, what do you think happened?" Under the dim light of the night sky above the Flying Goose Mountain in Hong Kong, the cigarette in Li Jia Cheng's hand was flickering. His originally rosy face had withered a lot, and for the first time ever, he cursed, "First, it's the same as digging out blood. If the workers were to fall one after the other