C919 The Counterattack of Sun Chuansei

In the slums of the north part of the city, four corpses of Blacks laid in a dirty house. Mo Liai, who was holding a revolver, carefully looked out from the window.

"Shut up!" Cover their mouths … " Mo Liai's underhand tightly sealed the hostage's mouth, afraid that the distress signal would alarm water ghost, who was outside.

No matter how small Dakar was