The sound of gunfire continued for a short while, followed by the sound of a few people dragging corpses. After a moment, Zhang Yu said from outside, "Boss, it's taken care of."
Qin Yu opened her mobile phone and checked the time, "Well, it's late, go to bed early."
Then she lay down and went to sleep.
In this part of Africa, people die in waves, no different from a few wild dogs dying in the wilderness.
Her heart was without any fluctuations, as if the blood in her bones was cold, but it seemed to touch something, and some new memories suddenly emerged in her mind.
The memory fragments flashed by, she saw a female doctor talking to her.
Then she was stunned for a while, and after leaving the medical room, she found a corner.
She squatted down.
She cried.
Her tears were suppressed yet heart-wrenching, the sadness overwhelming.
Was that her?
