With the sound of gunfire echoing, everyone looked up at the masked youth holding a gun. They all knew that from today, the underground landscape of Qing City would truly begin to change.
Slowly putting away the gun, Bi Xia turned around and walked to Ye Xiao and the others, handing the gun to Ye Xiao and saying calmly, "Today's situation must not happen again. Once we enter this world, our hands will never be clean."
"Fire a shot at the person you hate. After that, we won't fear anything."
Bi Xia's voice echoed in his ears. Ye Xiao took the gun from Bi Xia's hand, looked at the gun, then turned his gaze to Yuan Hai, who was pleading in the blood puddle, and slightly closed his eyes, recalling his father at home and those uncles who have been fighting loyally alongside his father.
It's all Yuan Hai, Yuan Hai who destroyed their desire for a peaceful life!
