71. Misty Face
The blue-eyed young man waved his hand, smiled cheerfully, then told the receiver of the call who was on the other end. That girl doesn't have to cry anymore.
He has already avenged the pain he has been complaining about. The pain he felt was in his chest. Then the young man showed the results of the party. Still smiling and proud, that he was finally able to take advantage of the heavy training he had been through.
Surprisingly, the phone on the other end fell, then died. Can't get in touch.
The blue-eyed young man frowned. Then ignore the communication through cellphones that are not comfortable. He preferred to look at the motionless body in front of him.
He didn't care that the face that was presented before him, had changed completely. Blue bruises and other small lacerations were everywhere, or the white shirt that wrapped the sleeper before him, had been smeared with sticky, dense, bright, contrasting patches of red.