In the visible field of vision, no one was surprised, stunned, or panicked by the current situation. They accepted the fact of the "escaping woman being brutally killed" within a few seconds.
The killer expressionlessly put away the handgun and turned to walk into the house.
Then, someone naturally stepped forward to deal with the girl's corpse.
Quickly, only a bloodstain was left there.
They were calm and unhurried, orderly, doing all this with unparalleled ease and fluency, as if they were long accustomed to it.
Everything proceeded without a word.
The departure of a life mattered so insignificantly to them.
"Fool."
After a long while, Mo Shangjun heard Su Bei's voice, in a low tone that was hard to discern if it was sorrow or regret.
"She'd better not have been so stubborn," Ding Jing also said.
She'd better not have been so stubborn.
Mo Shangjun thought so too.
