Ning Sheng felt dizzy and could barely stand.
However, he was still receiving round after round of attacks.
Although the words of the people here were very unpleasant, they gave people the feeling that they understood the bottom line of morality. The people who came here in twos and threes were very vicious, but they did not sneak attack from behind.
The gun in Ning Sheng's hand was useless.
She…He didn't want to use a gun.
Unless it was absolutely necessary.
Otherwise, he wouldn't want his hands to be stained with blood.
Ning Sheng felt that his left hand was about to go numb, but he could not stop. If he stopped, he might die here. These people's gazes were too terrifying, too scary.
This was the first time she had encountered such a situation. She was afraid, but she did not dare to be afraid.
He had to work hard to get through it.
Lu Chuyao.
Where are you now…
It was two in the morning.
