Darkness
Editor: Henyee Translations
Sun Xueqing was a powerful female soldier. Before she died, she even cursed him and said that no one knew his crimes now, but one day, someone would.
Through the night-vision goggles, Ye Jian saw Li Chuhai raising his eyes with some effort. Before he could raise his eyes, he closed them slowly. She saw a fierce smile on his hateful face. There was a hint of viciousness in her heart.
"I saw the photo of my mother's death. Her eyes were wide open. Did you say something that she couldn't accept?"
After taking two steps forward, Ye Jian raised her leg and kicked the pistol away. The blood that flowed out turned into ice. The pistol was kicked away, leaving faint traces of the pistol in the pool of blood.
Li Chuhai couldn't look up. When he heard this, a cold smile appeared on his face. When he spoke again, his voice was almost inaudible. "You want to know? No, how can I tell you?
"Your mother passed away so early. Of course, she died… without… peace…"