Gu Lijun asked angrily.
Su Jin could not answer.
" Six years ago, do you know how long we waited for help?"
She roared in a hoarse voice, her mood extremely bad.
"We waited for a full month and a half before we were found.
"At that time, the spring swallow was already dead. The corpse could only let it rot and stink. It was placed on the floor next door and allowed the flies and mosquitoes to bite it…
" As for Brother Jing Xun, he suffered a knife wound on his foot and a bullet wound on his shoulder. We begged them to dig out the bullet, but because the bandaging was too sloppy, he was sent to the hospital due to a blood infection. He only lasted for less than seven days before he died…
"The legs of the old woman who cooked the rice were sawed off…As for me…"
She gritted her teeth and did not continue.
These words caused Su Jin's back to turn cold.
A deathly silence filled the air.
