He looked around, taking in the scene. Amidst the towering and verdant grasses, he could faintly see corpses scattered everywhere. He had just been buried under a pile of them! Around these corpses in suits were scattered bullet casings and handguns… A gang war No way! What era is this, where gangsters still dare to be so wild,Jing Yang suddenly understood. These three heads of wild hunters of nature had always known about his presence as a living human!,And although his body now was thin and small, it was clearly the physique of a boy at least three or four years old!。