"Sister-in-law! Where is this?!" Song Han was so frightened that his voice was hoarse.
They were surrounded by cold air, and it was as dark and cold as a winter night.
There was no one around, but a red light shone from the depths of the darkness while watching everyone sinisterly.
Fu Shi's eyes moved.
Then, he opened his eyes and looked around. Although he still wasn't fully awake, he quickly recognized his surroundings and said in a low voice, "This is the suburbs of the capital about 20 years ago."
The reason he remembered so clearly was because at that time, he had personally witnessed his good friends being assassinated.
In the dark, he watched helplessly as his neighbor and his brother spat out blood. Then, the light in their eyes dimmed bit by bit. He would never forget that feeling of coldness rising from the bottom of his feet.
If he had not run a little faster, he would have died there.
