The cold black hole of the gun pointed to the soul in front of us.
The ghost made him afraid of the bullets in front of him, so he could only move and
and now Wang Zhen reached out and tore off the black mask on his face....
The cold black hole of the gun pointed to the soul in front of us.
The ghost made him afraid of the bullets in front of him, so he could only move and
and now Wang Zhen reached out and tore off the black mask on his face....