Liu Wei stood straight, not checking the bloody hole in his chest, his eyes fixed intently on the ambusher.
More precisely, he was staring at the mask worn by the ambusher.
"Who are you? Where is Liu Wu?"
The brothers depended on each other for life, concerned for the other more than themselves.
Wu Chang took off the mask and said, "Brother Liu Wei didn't stay in the village to deal with the evil spirits but left in the middle of the night. For what reason?"
He asked the question while changing bullets. The action was slow, seemingly allowing someone to see clearly.
"Wu Daxia?" Liu Wei looked at Wu Chang in amazement.
He couldn't believe that the gallant Wu Daxia, with bushy eyebrows and big eyes, could do such a despicable act like an ambush.
Wasn't that the specialty of their mountain bandits?
