Later on, the bullet will surely blow Guan Yu's head!

That's it. The warhead telling the flight also rubbed a blood slot on Guanyu's scalp...

Damn it... Guan Yu put his hand over his head and scared out a cold sweat!

wipe, life and death!

Waiting for death is not Guan Yu's character. Even if he wants to be killed, he can't obediently beg for the compassion of the enemy. Life or death are in his own hands.

The window was shattered and the robber outside reached in and tried to open the door. Guan Yumeng sat up, grabbed each other's wrist with a sharp hand, and pulled in with...