Although Qin Yixuan was shocked by Chen Nan's martial arts, the unending screams of agony made her face reveal a look of mercy. These people, although not good in nature, were after all human... born to mothers and fathers!
Glancing at Qin Yixuan, Chen Nan patted her shoulder and said, "Pick up your crossbow, don't let me down."
After all, Qin Yixuan was a woman, and despite being a special forces soldier, kindness was the nature of most women and couldn't be changed.
Unlike her, Chen Nan was different. Although he had grown up in the mountains since he was a child, he had ventured down to wander for several years after he turned sixteen. The principle that being merciful to an enemy meant cruelty to oneself was very clear to him. Anyone who wanted to kill him, no matter who, even if it was the powerful and mighty, he would never let go.
Qin Yixuan bit her teeth and gripped the crossbow tightly again, "You're right, it's their own fault for choosing the wrong path."
