At this point, Mo Nanjue paused, his eyes narrowing. The enchanting curve of his eye made it hard to believe that he had experienced such things as a child. He lightly closed his eyelids and did not speak again.
With all her might, Tong Ran managed to squeeze out a few words from her throat, "Then, did you kill them... all of them?"
"My right leg, left arm, and shoulder blade were hit by bullets, and my arm was grazed by two shots, but in the end, when the servant said including me there were two kids left, I looked around and couldn't find any. Finally, I crawled into the bushes behind me. Suddenly, a boy patted my shoulder from behind with scratches all over his face, still bleeding. I was about to shoot when he held me down. He said he was willing to kill himself, let me win, because he dared not kill people, he was very scared, he seemed very sincere, and I believed him. He took my hand and asked me to carry something from his pocket to his family."
"And after that..."
