the fierce exchange of fire continued in the sun, the scream still didn't stop, the gunfire still sounded from time to time, even the explosion sometimes.

Su Hao tilts his head and looks at the hotel not far away. After thinking about it, he doesn't make a move.

three streets nearby have been controlled. Even if the killers can't stand it, they can't escape.

in this case, Su Hao will no longer expose his identity. After all, his own identity is not obvious. If it is issued, it will be his own misfortune.

on the fifth floor of the hotel, the fat man covered his arm, put one hand on...