C126 Emergency relief

With two groans, the two bodyguards behind A Boke fell to the ground, with warm blood splashing all over A Boke's head and neck, almost to the point of making him scream.

Fear, boundless fear, it was as if the Grim Reaper was standing in front of him, holding the Death Scythe with a cold and fierce expression, about to chop off his head.

"F * ck, drive, drive!" A Boke screamed in fear