Chapter 581: Chapter 581- Sylvan Cheney, is it you?
Jasmine Yale’s hands and feet were trembling. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the bullet that she knew was coming.
Five gunshots. Jasmine Yale could hear them clearly.
Just as she was waiting for the bullet to tear through her heart, the gunshots stopped.
Those men, it seemed that none of them had escaped, no footstep sounds could be heard.
Even, there was no sound of breathing?
Are they all dead?
Jasmine Yale was terrified and bewildered.
She had walked through the Gate of Ghosts many times in these past few months.
She was no stranger to the sound of gunshots.
Jasmine Yale, her hands braced against the ground, her body limp, couldn’t stand up.