He killed his brother out of jealousy? Because of hatred? Or something else? Tonight, my brother will wake up from the grave, and he will go to bury him. "Obviously you are no longer from this world, why do you still come to this world? Brother, are you so obsessed with her?" He stood in the rain and said softly to his brother who could not see clearly in front of him, "I'm just here to take away something, I'm just here to pull you into my world." The brother sneered and suddenly moved towards him. Moya pulled the trigger, but only bursts of bullets were heard. The sound of hitting a hard object did not have the strange sound of being shot into the vagina. "It's useless, human beings are the weakest among the six!" My brother's laughter had never been strange. Something flew out of the rain and slammed into Moya's body. He flew out suddenly. Moya could no longer hold the gun in his hand. He fell to the ground, struggling in vain. Seeing his brother getting closer and closer, he fainted unwillingly.