Jiang Li knelt on the ground with her right hand as a pivot, holding a gun in both hands, aiming the muzzle towards the upward-slanting exit of the abandoned car. With no support, the car door slowly fell to the ground. Behind her, the Eyeless Old Lady also slowly released her right hand grasping the crutch handle, with the corners of her mouth unnaturally lifted, an extremely cold breath spreading in the air, making people shiver.
The dim moonlight sprinkled on the surface of the black handgun, coating it with a layer of silver radiance. In this secluded area piled with abandoned cars, this black handgun seemed poised to put a period to the battle.
From the inside of the darkly painted abandoned car, a shadow near spherical in shape, slowly extended out.
The face of Pu'er appeared in Jiang Li's view. Although it was backlit, she had seen this face too many times, so many times that it started to feel somewhat unfamiliar.
