Chapter 82: Undressing

"Stop. Stop now!"

One-eyed Eagle's eyes widened, and his mind seized up. Based on the swinging of his teammate's limbs and the hoarse voice coming from his throat, he was sure that the square-faced man had not died yet. But it was precisely because his comrade was not dead that he did not shoot. Although they were cold-blooded mercenaries, there was no need for him to kill one of his own companions like this.

But as the square-faced man came closer, Eagle felt even more threatened. He could feel every hair on his body standing up, and he was sure that he was as good as waiting for death. After fighting his dark thoughts, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Go to hell, you b*tch mutt!"

He pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle.