The Little Hooligan may be improper, and though his mouth is foul, he's a good person. A very loyal good person. How could someone like him harm my brother-in-law!
But what about my brother-in-law?
An'an remembered in the chaos of battle, when she was taken as a hostage by Qin Yue. Her last sight was her brother-in-law fainting over Renault.
Qin Yue looked at An'an for a long time without saying anything, and her pitiful appearance caused an unexplainable frustration in his heart.
He must be the most agreeable hired Soldier on the streets. If it had been anyone else, they would have shot the hostage dead.
"I'm obviously a bad person; don't you all call me the Little Hooligan? Can a hooligan be a good person?" Qin Yue felt an inexplicable frustration; he trusted no one.
An'an rubbed her eyes, failing to hold back her tears silently.
"If you kill my brother-in-law, I will hate you," she said with a choked voice.
"That was your brother-in-law?"
