C805 Xuan Xiao's Secret

Gunsmoke hung thick in the air.

Xuan Xiao lay prone on the ground, shielding Lee Yimeng beneath him.

In the final moments, he had pulled Lee Yimeng down into an embrace, but the sensation of a bullet grazing his back was akin to searing pain.

He winced, his face contorted in agony, as a cold sweat drenched him.

These people were absolute madmen