Marshal Qinglong

But after a long while, there was no movement behind him. Hersz and Xia Wanxin opened their eyes in confusion, turned their heads and glanced, and saw that although the two executioners were still standing behind them, they had put away their guns. "What's going on? Why didn't you shoot?" Xia Wanxin couldn't help but ask, even though when she chose this profession, she was ready to sacrifice her life for the interests of the country and the people at any time. But this way of dying made her feel...