Ye Jian lowered her eyes while pleading in her heart. She didn't dare to look forward. She could only occasionally glance in front before quickly retracting her gaze.
Qin Maosheng, who was full of brutality, heard the footsteps behind him and smiled at Zhou Yijin. Under the snowy light, his disgusting yellow teeth were like sharp beast teeth that could pounce on her in the next second.
He retracted his gun, and Ye Jian could see the slender figure more clearly. Captain Xia didn't hear the pleas in her heart. He walked over calmly and steadily. His straight figure was like a bullet fired from the barrel of a gun.
He was so close that she could see his facial features clearly.
Ye Jian's chin was hurting from the gun barrel. The corners of her lips trembled slightly. She glared at Qin Maosheng angrily and unwillingly.
She leaned against Zhou Yijin weakly, pretending that she was frightened.
