Xia Jinyuan's expression was still a little gloomy when he mentioned the underground places he had seen. There were so many missing people in all parts of the world. Some of them were reduced to the underground market and became 'goods' that were bought by those people with special hobbies.
In that place, you would never know how dark human nature could be. It was a darkness that you would never be able to imagine or even know for the rest of your life.
As a soldier, Xia Jinyuan had been there once and never again.
Ye Jian listened quietly. The danger in the past had turned into mere words. He used his calmest tone to undermine the danger that had put his life at risk.
Everything became a story in the past. No one knew that a soldier once used his life to complete a mission to stop the invasion of a venomous figure. No one knew that a soldier used the bullets in his hand to exchange for the lives of countless people.