She Lives without Regret in This Life

”Boss, the Living Yama is here.” The bodyguard rushed into the top floor room in a panic, and as soon as he entered the door, a bullet pierced through his brow and killed him on the spot.

”Useless, what do I need you for.” Keperta held a gun, sneering wickedly.

”Drag him away,” commanded a tall and strong man.

”Yes!”

”Boss, I didn’t expect the Living Yama would actually dare to come.”

”Of course he would come; the fact that he survived in Country S and returned is largely thanks to Qin Yue.” Keperta holstered his gun and sat on the sofa with a grandiose swagger.

”This time, we’ll make sure he comes and never goes back.”

”No... no no...” Keperta, as if thinking of something exciting, smiled wickedly and said, ”I want him to die at Qin Yue’s hands; only then will it be interesting.”

”You’re absolutely right, Boss.” The strong man said gleefully, ”This way, even if Qin Yue regains his memory or learns the truth later, there’s no turning back for him.”

”Hahaha... killing your best brother with your own hands, that’s what’s truly satisfying.”

Keperta’s notorious reputation in Country S and Western countries wasn’t just due to his inhumane methods, but even more so for his chillingly horrific means of revenge.

The extent of his cruelty and depravity is unimaginable and unbearable for ordinary people.

Most hired soldiers avoid him, preferring to miss out on money rather than offend him.

”Prepare! Hand over Qin Yue to him.”

”Yes!”

What kind of battle is this? An’an racked her brains to use all the descriptions she’d read before, but couldn’t accurately articulate it.

Of course, she wouldn’t obediently wait in place, and those three stupid bodyguards couldn’t keep an eye on her at all. After her brother-in-law left, she quietly followed, allowing her to see things more clearly.

Enabling her to understand the brutality of war.

Her brother-in-law and Renault moved up from the second floor through torrents of gunfire. The originally red carpet was dyed dark red with blood, and stepping on it felt nauseatingly wet and sticky.

Her eyes scanned rapidly, calculating blind spots of sight and bullets with her brain, seemingly strolling leisurely but actually placing each step critically.

She followed along this way, as bullets flew and the enemy’s strong firepower pushed her brother-in-law and Renault back. Just as they were being surrounded, a fiercer gunfight erupted from the top floor.

An’an’s heart, previously suspended high, finally settled down.

Great, it turned out that the people she was curious about, who hadn’t shown up before, had already reached the top floor.

Her brother-in-law and Renault were actually drawing enemy fire to buy time for others.

”Cease fire! Unless you want your boss dead, cease fire.” The broadcast voice echoed from the top floor, and the initial one-hundred-blades moment of frenzy had already triggered enormous panic when gunfire commenced.

Now the broadcast scared even the casino bodyguards away.

”Miss? Oh my god!” A white bodyguard fled in panic, passing by An’an and, while puzzled by how she got up there, hurried alongside her.

”It’s too dangerous here; we can’t stay here any longer.” The guards were initially thinking to suppress the firepower, seize the initiative. But just recently, the boss discovered the side they were exchanging fire with was from S Country’s Keperta.

Frightened, the boss took the lead and ran away.

With such a brutal person, anyone caught in his hands can forget about surviving.

”Wait, we’re not able to leave.” An’an swiftly shrugged off the guard’s hand and cleverly hid behind the dining cart.