C734 Special Suicide Squad

"Zhao, you are very shameless. I have to teach you a lesson today. "

Hobson stood at the door and pulled his face, scaring the people in the yard into hiding. He pointed at Zhao Xiaoming's nose and scolded him rudely.

The truck outside was full of bullet marks and carried a special smell of a chariot.

These were all people who had just returned from the battlefield