章節 857: A Man's Words Are Kind Before His Death

She couldn't control her emotions and screamed.

"Why? Why can she still escape!" She turned and aimed the gun at An Mingchen, who was on the ground, and clicked her tongue.

Unfortunately, the gun had run out of bullets, and only the mocking sound echoed in the air.

Jiang Yilin knelt down.

She started to feel An Mingchen's body.

She remembered that he had probably used a knife to blind her eyes before.

He still had other weapons on him.

As expected, she found a blade near An Mingchen's wrist.

There was not even a drop of blood on the sharp blade.

One could imagine how fast An Mingchen was when he used it to blind her eyes.

But at this time, because he had been shot twice in a row, and one of them was still in his abdomen, he had already lost a lot of blood and didn't have the strength to hurt her.

Jiang Yilin raised the knife. Crocodile tears rolled from her remaining eye.