As he spoke, his face was a little twisted.
Sang Xia's hands trembled as she held the gun. She wanted to shoot, but she could not. She mumbled and kept retreating.
No, I can't. I can't kill him yet.
At that moment, sang Xia looked around her. Other than the containers, she could not find the real Rong Zhan.
Where is he? where is he?
Where did Rong Zhan go?
The man in front of her straightened his body slowly and walked towards her. He reached out his hand. come, come with me. Don't you want our child? I'm not anyone else, I'm Rong Zhan.
"No, you're not! You're not him!"
sang xia glared at the man's face and gritted her teeth in response. just as the man opposite her was getting impatient and was about to rush over, sang xia suddenly saw a man rush out from the row of containers.
She widened her eyes, and the man seemed to have noticed her. He quickly took out a gun and turned around to shoot.
"Bang-!"
"Don't-!"
