"Go back and tell Brother J, this gun is good, I really like it, I will definitely not let him down." Mu Ke's cold laughter came through the voice changer, sinister and terrifying, a true Asura.
The last sentence, in particular, was spat out word by word, making one's scalp tingle.
"Yes, yes..." The man on the ground couldn't care less about being shot, scrambling out in a panic.
As if afraid the next moment this gun would be aimed at his heart.
"Clean up the blood stains, everyone out." Mu Ke used all his strength to suppress the crazed hatred and murderous intent boiling inside, driving everyone out.
The dim room instantly fell silent.
Like a huge abyss, sucking him into a whirlpool of despair.
Closing his eyes, all he saw was her figure, and her unbelieving expression when he slit her throat, turning slowly into more despair, forming cold tears, sliding down the corners of his eyes...
