His larynx and aorta had been cut. The cooing was the last sound he made.
His tanned hands covered his neck. He widened his eyes in horror. He wanted to block the blood that rushed out, but it was useless… God, he was going to see God…
There was more and more fear in his eyes. Avra fell to the ground, his hand still covering his neck. Blood kept flowing out.
The robber's breathing stopped, and his pupils dilated. He never thought that he would die in the hands of a woman, and a foreign woman at that.
Ye Jian had already rolled onto the grass by the side of the road. At the same time, she took the M-style rifle that Avra used to block her.
The only way to deal with these robbers was to wash them with blood.
The gunshots that frightened the civilians lasted for five minutes. There was a strong smell of blood in the smoke. The members of the Xueyu unit walked out from both sides of the road and glanced coldly at the dead robbers.
