At this time, the small bar is already swords, the atmosphere is depressing people breathless.

Song Xuejiao's heart is full of worries. She wants help. She hides behind the bar and flips through her cell phone address book for half a day. But she finds that she can't find anyone to help.

At this time, Su Rui was pointed at his head by two sniper guns, but there was no tension in his face.

"I never believed in reincarnation. Thirty years ago you weren't caught. It just means you're lucky." Su Rui smiled and turned the goblet. "It's really not a very wise choice to jump out at this time...