Sixty-one

Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."s.” John’s gun pointed at him coldly, his eyes narrowed dangerously, “You relentlessly pursued us, driving our brothers to have nowhere to go. What do you want You've taken over my territory and route...