Previously, Qin Yu was wrapped in a bloody curtain, her body stained with blood, but now she was cleaned and adorned in a white bathrobe, her long bare legs exposed. She wore a captiviating face that was impossible to forget, especially with her glance that could kill—down to the last shot.
How ruthless she was.
Before he died, he had many thoughts, but Qin Yu did not care who he was. Yes, he was an ability user, but his ability was too useless. It had no offense or defense, only to enhance his team and coordinate with his team; it could have been of some value, but for the independent-minded Qin Yu, it was a big waste. Moreover, his complex thoughts, without the ability to conceal, indicated a petty personality. He was also a bit lecherous. What kind of thing is that?
Qin Yu looked down on him and kicked him to death with a foot.
However, the reason for killing these four people was not entirely because they had tried to harm her twice, but because—they had ropes on them!
