Lin Jie killed many people, and in his words, those people deserved to die. Mo Zijin pressed the cigarette against the white wall, leaving a dark mark: "According to you, bandit leader, what about you, do you think you deserve to die?" Lin Jie raised his eyes: "Old Mo, have you seen someone who has salvation right in front of him, would you say he deserves to die?"
Purpose: Others are hell