Mo Jiu looked down at the mask and murmured, "Then I still hope she could come back to life and hit me, Ah Jiang, you're here to kill me, right? Life always involves gains and losses; I was just teaching you the ways of life, and you've learned..."
"Bang."
A gunshot sounded.
Mo Jiu stared blankly at his chest as blood gushed out.
He couldn't help but laugh, his eyes filled with relief.
His tall figure collapsed thunderously.
Qin Jiangsheng fired another shot, and seeing Mo Jiu no longer move, he turned away wearily.
"Qin Jiangsheng, get out of the way!"
Ji Tian's voice suddenly rang out.
Qin Jiangsheng rolled instinctively to the side, and a bullet hit the wall directly.
Mo Jiu, holding a gun, blood bubbling from his mouth, finally widened his eyes, refusing to close them in death.
It was only then that Ji Tian stepped forward to support him, "Are you alright?"
