Claude, who was naked, was so scared that he rolled off the sofa and fell on the broken pieces of the vase, which pricked him and made him scream.
A woman lying naked on the sofa, yet still had feelings.| Her eyes were wide open, and blood was flowing out of her head. Half of her face was quickly dyed red.
Martin's anger was extinguished at this moment.
He couldn't believe that he had just killed a woman.
He shook his head."That's impossible. How could he have died?" I just ... I just ... I just smashed it once, just once ..."
Although the vase was a little heavy, it wasn't made of stone. How could it be smashed to death? Wasn't the skull supposed to be very hard?
However, it couldn't be helped. Some people just had to be so lucky that they could be crushed to death in one hit.
