C85 Putting down the Gun

Zhou Wen had never encountered a real gun before. Aside from a toy gun his father had bought him during New Year celebrations in his childhood, he had never laid eyes on any other firearm. Yet, the sight of the dark, gleaming muzzle before him was unforgettable. It was unmistakably real, especially since it was Chen Yao who was wielding it.

Without warning, Chen Yao had appeared behind him