Xia Yunsheng almost ground her silver teeth, this man, dammit!
Cheng Yanzhi clutched Xia Yunsheng's hand, "Let's go!"
In his eyes, no matter how strong or skillful she was, she was still a little girl who needed his protection.
He didn't want her to face such an enemy; he wanted her to leave here.
He wanted her to live!
Xia Yunsheng looked at Cheng Yanzhi and reached out to wipe the blood from his face.
Having been in the jungle for too long, his hands and face were so cold.
Seeing his response, Black Dragon said, "So, the commander still has a breath left. It's just right... You killed my wife, now let's see how that loved one of yours dies in front of you!"
Even though it was a brutal scene, in his eyes, it was just a farce.
For a terrorist like him, killing was a pleasure, something he enjoyed.
