Even through his clothes, he could still feel the cold metal on his chest.

It's a chilling cold.

Hawthorne looked down at the woman with a gun in his chest.

The petite face shows a trace of perseverance and ruthlessness.

It's unexpected that someday he'll be the one who holds a pistol against his chest.

Few people have been in the army for so many years.

Men's thin lip is slightly hooked up, drawing a shallow smile, obscure in the darkness.

Mu Chudi didn't know what he meant?

Does he think he's just a little woman who dares not shoot?

or at this time, did not let go of their...