Pre-exposure?

Zhao He looked at the foreign man doubtfully. "What do you mean, you?"

"Well, don't you think I won't know if you're in private with other agents. Did you go to heaven and earth some time ago? The foreign man looked at him like a falcon, and said.

"I... I didn't..." Zhao He's face turned pale. It doesn't matter whether we have it or not. We don't need double-sided espionage to organize. Okay, let me take you on the road.

While talking, the foreign man suddenly pulled out a small silver pistol, pointed it at Zhao He's head and pulled the trigger.

poo.

The bullet struck the muffler, emitted...