C767 If You Don't Feel Sorry for Me I Feel Sorry for You

He frowned reflexively and raised his other hand to block the glare.

The range of the white light was very large, almost covering a kilometer around him.

He wondered which shooter had come out on the plane in the middle of the night to shoot his prey.

Now that he was exposed to the light, he couldn't be bothered to flee.

If he was shot, he wouldn't be able to live any longer