Sixty-one

enemy appeared from the shadows, holding a machine gun and firing continuously. The bullets rained down on Mo Xiaobai, almost enough to make him lift his head. The man seemed to be insane, roaring ab...ll soft, with almost no definition. He had dark, round eyes, a round nose, and slightly thin lips that were pink and tender. His cheeks were chubby, incredibly cute – he looked like a child who could...