The crosshairs of the three snipers' scopes were locked on Huang Lei's chest at the same time.
He fell down the cliff with bullet holes all over his body, and when he was dying of consciousness, he felt wrapped in coldness.
When he opened his eyes again, he became a newborn baby in a closed family in the mountains of Guangnan.
For thirteen years, he worked hard to integrate into this isolated but extremely harmonious family.
To this day, he kicked open a skeleton of unknown age at the bottom of an inaccessible deep stream in Shiwanda Mountain——
A ring with a faint blue glow was lying quietly between the rugged finger bones.
