C1951 Wang shan ran

Just as I was about to fire, I pressed the muzzle of his gun.

Borrowing the moonlight, I could see that there were faint traces of blood seeping out from Boss Wang's body.

There were a few terrifying knife wounds on his stomach.

"Wait, he seems to be injured." "No," I said.

Guang Guang also noticed the wounds on Boss Wang's body, and he glared at his.

At this moment