C283 True Peace Hotel

Duan Yansheng looked around, moving his neck a bit, and then put his left hand to his lips.

All of a sudden, a long whistle resounded in the dark night.

After finishing all this, Duan Yansheng looked at the big man with an unfathomable look in his eyes.

"Yes, one pistol is nothing to be afraid of, but what about ten? "What about a hundred?" Pausing for a moment