C83 Desert war

"What are they going to do?" Zheng Yiyi forced herself to remain calm and ask.

"He definitely isn't here to take us out for a meal!" Gao Yang coldly glanced around, "Give me the bag on the back seat."

Zheng Yiyi handed over a heavy bag.

Gao Yang threw the bag on his lap and unzipped it. Under Zheng Yiyi's surprised gaze, he took out a hand crossbow.

"Fortunately