C581 The Death of Wang Jing

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding..."

Zhao Zuoyi shook his body violently as the bullets on his body fell to the ground like falling beans, emitting a crisp metallic sound.

The fully armed members of the "Special Forces" all gawked with their eyes wide open as their bodies froze in shock.

They looked at the automatic rifle in their hands and then looked at Zhao Zuoyi's tattered clothes