OCD Is a Type of Illness That Has to Be Cured

"You can leave now."

Upon hearing this, Mike heaved a long sigh of relief and left in a hurry.

In the hall, only Jason and the rest were left, along with Vivian, who was shaking in a corner.

"Are you going to do it yourselves, or am I?"

What answered Mo Jiushang was Jason's roar. "Attack!"

Instantly, dense bullets were fired at Mo Jiushang.

Lin Wanwan pulled Fu Ya under the countertop to avoid being injured by stray bullets.

"1, 2, 3…"

Listening to the endless gunshots and screams, Lin Wanwan started to count in boredom.

"60."

As this number fell, the countertop was knocked on twice.

"We should leave."

Lin Wanwan stood up. When she saw the tragic situation in the hall, even if she was already mentally prepared, she could not help but twitch her lips.

The 20 to 30 people who saw Jason as a leader were arranged in a pool of blood from short to tall, skinny to fat.