极速赛车计划

简介：In a small tent in the back camp, a veteran was wiping the long knife in his hand under the lamp. Under the lamp, he had a worried look on his face, and there seemed to be a silent sigh at the corner of his mouth. A slender soldier in black clothes walked through the curtain and said uneasily: "Uncle Li, rumors are spreading in the camp. Luo Rucai is probably thinking of surrendering."