The King of Special Warfare

When he woke up from his deepest dream, the first thing Jiang Shangyu felt was the coldness.

Not the cold where the temperature drops.

It was a chill and stiffness that was clinging to the skin, almost penetrating into the bone marrow.

He frowned instinctively.

In his sight was a young woman clinging to him.

The woman's appearance is very young, with fair skin, long chestnut hair, delicate facial features, and a strong mixed-race style.

It's just at this moment that her soft body has no temperature at all, and her delicate face is also a kind of dead gray. Her eyes are opened to the maximum, and the brown pupils are filled with huge panic and disbelief before death. , luxurious queen bed...