C87 Assassination

I carried Yao Yao and hurried in the direction of the gunshot. Yao Yao woke up with a jolt in his arms.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Yao Yao asked as she rubbed her eyes.

I consoled her, "It's nothing. Yao Yao, you sleep a little more. We'll be home soon."

He fell asleep on my shoulder again.

The sound of gunfire could be heard again from the front