C245 Killing

"Wait!"

That was Sun Haiwang's answer.

Just one word, his voice echoed in the narrow space, reaching Cheng Wei's ears. It sounded so ear-piercing and helpless.

"Right" was a good thing. The one who had the right had the privilege, and would always have the right to "privilege" no matter the time. Even "death" would be the last "death".

Compared to the hungry commoners outside