C391 To prison

Chapter 392 - Prison

I sat alone on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, thinking about all these years. What had I done all these years for? I have been a soldier for eight years and seven of them have been living in seclusion. I am clearly a soldier, but I have to pretend to be a bandit every day, even the closest person to me doesn't dare to tell them my real identity.

And the result? In the end