Every Day I Think About How to Go on Strike

When Jiang Mo's undercover mission was exposed in front of the target, what was Jiang Mo thinking? He was thinking that his fucking life was finally coming to an end. But who can tell him, now that it's time, why has that ruthless man stopped doing it? He didn't wait for the announcement of his death, but instead entertained him with delicious food and drinks. Jiang Zhen, undercover, Mo, expressionless: "..." Zhang, cruel and ruthless, heard Shan and smiled gently: "Brother, would you like to take another bite?" —— Hiding those dangerous desires deep in his smile, there was a person standing at the end of his abyss, a person standing in the light and shadow, a person who would always move forward, leaving only his back, even leaving him behind and disappearing for nearly a time that made him crazy. He wanted to hold his hand, pull him into his abyss, and sink with him. Zhang Wenshan knew that he was abnormal, so he tried his best to hide it and restrain his paranoid emotions. But the moment the man asked to leave, he didn't want to care about anything. Intention: Kneel when it's time to kneel