chapter 31 There are only enemies and ourselves, no men and women

Although these people were talking and laughing, they were in excellent positions and fired crosswise, forming a fire net. Lavendar Joyce and others were suppressed to the point where they could not lift their heads. Someone was shot and fell to the ground at every moment.

Sogno Jeter eyes were filled with murderous intent, and in a flash, he sneaked over quietly under the cover of the old machine.

The strong black man held a gun in both hands, leaned against a pillar,...