"So what? Crow will destroy everything you love, destroy!"
"No. Crow won't have the chance to get in." A woman walked out from the darkness with a smile.
A silver weapon, silenced at the front, was aimed at Fen Ya.
A few more men followed, all somewhat injured, holding identical weapons, pointed at Fen Ya and the now motionless Bian Yan. The two of them were surrounded.
"Crow is dead?" Fen Ya's face darkened. The man had always faithfully completed his tasks, but this time, he wouldn't be coming back.
"Yes. He tried to take advantage of others."
"Alright. The game ends early. I have to go home to calm the children." Song Yun stepped back a few steps and said with a smile, "Fire."
"Wait a minute. Or else something big is going to happen." A childish voice came through.
Whose little kid has run over here?
