Third World: Vile Couple From Hell

Qie Ranzhe holstered his weapon while calling for backup but when he made a move to approach Feng Zi, Zhao Huangzhi held on to his arm biting her lower lip looking so pitiful. In her heart she was happy jumping with joy. The result was much better than expected. She sincerely hoped this bald chicken would die today that is why she put on a pitiable expression begging Qie Ranzhe with her watery eyes seeming like a traumatized victim.

"I have to," he said gently removing her arm before walking over to Feng Zi who was grimacing in pain on the ground but the moment he reached him, Feng Zi crawled backwards with tears streaming down his cheeks.

'What the fuck? Is he actually crying,' thought Qie Ranzhe scowling at the fearful man on the ground. Qie Ranzhe had blown up his base, shot at each other in the past and even went as far as burnt his feathers but the man never cried neither did he look at him like he was beast ascended from hell.