Chapter 3966
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"Ugh … Ah … Ugh …" He let out a muffled sound of despair. His hands were so tight that it seemed like they were going to bruise Xia Jinyuan's calves.
There was a rustling sound nearby, as if someone was slowly crawling in the bushes. Xia Jinyuan, who had a cold look in his eyes, suddenly looked up. At the same time, he raised the gun in his hand.
"Bang … Bang …"
There were two gunshots. The first gunshot was followed by a scream. The second gunshot was followed by silence.
The translator, who was so frightened that he wanted to sneak away, was taken care of just like that.
The thick and sturdy soles of his boots stepped on Qin Maung Sein's injured neck. Blood instantly soaked the bandages wrapped around his neck. Qin Maung Sein's short but sturdy body was in so much pain that he began to twitch violently.
It was too painful, too painful. It was even more painful than death by a thousand cuts. He knew that his life was coming to an end. The more he knew, the more he broke down. He didn't want to die, but the person who wanted him dead wouldn't stop.
Qin Maung Sein, who was arrogant in front of the Chinese female soldiers, widened his eyes so much that his eyeballs bulged out. It was as if his eyeballs would be squeezed out of their sockets if he used a little more force.
His facial features could no longer be seen clearly. Blood was all over his face, and there was also a deep shoe tooth mark. Qin Maosheng no longer looked as arrogant as he usually did. He had become a piece of dough that could be easily squashed. Xia Jinyuan could do whatever he wanted to him.
His breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and his painful struggles were getting weaker and weaker. His twitching fingers trembled slightly. Qin Maung Sein heard a cold voice from hell. "You should know the price for stepping on my woman. A life for a foot, do you understand? "
Qin Maung Sein was in a daze. He seemed to have heard it clearly, but also seemed to have not.
"But it's not enough to use your life to pay for stepping on my woman. You have to make the entire village pay for it …"
The cold voice from hell was still speaking. Qin Maung Sein struggled to raise his heavy eyes. He used the last of his strength to let out a last muffled roar and struggled unwillingly.
He used his life to pay for the foot that stepped on his woman's face …
Women who step on faces …
Qin Maung Sein blinked very gently. He remembered that he had stepped on a woman's face tonight. It was the face of a Chinese woman, the face of a Chinese female soldier.
His woman … The Asian man said that he stepped on his woman's face …
His eyes, which had already closed to a slit, became darker and darker. In the end, even a trace of darkness disappeared.
This Asian man … wasn't from Cobra. He was a Chinese … soldier.
Even the gloominess in his eyes faded. Only the panic on his battered and exhausted face was still there. Qin Maung Sein only realized when he died that no wonder he didn't like this Asian man. It turned out that he was … a Chinese soldier.
He kidnapped Chinese soldiers, and the Chinese side secretly sent people to destroy his entire village.
The gunshots seemed to be right next to his ears, but also seemed to be very far away. It seemed to be quiet around him, but also very noisy. It was as if there were countless screams hovering in the air. He seemed to smell a very strong smell of blood. It was his own, but also his subordinates' …
Qin Maung Sein's heavy eyelids lifted again. He was unwilling to give up. He used the last breath of his life to support himself. A last muffled roar came from the depths of his throat. His hands grasped Xia Jinyuan's legs tightly. His closed eyes suddenly opened wide. His eyes were so wide that it made people feel a chill run down their spine. With a strong sense of unwillingness, he breathed his last.
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