Bang!
The sound of something heavy hitting the ground.
Bai Youwei was startled, her eyes darted to the outside, forgetting her argument with Shen Fei.
Zhao Mingdeng fell to the ground, his face as white as a sheet. He couldn't make a sound, nor could he stand up. He was trembling as he crawled forward, leaving a trail of bright red behind him.
But it wasn't blood!
Rather, it was a red, jelly-like substance continuously seeping out of his body and also his mouth!
——Boom!
Another loud noise.
A puppet cat as big as a bus pounced, landing not far behind Zhao Mingdeng.
Mary on the cat's back was laughing and singing a nursery rhyme:
"Crawl and crawl,
Blood turns to jelly,
Innards turn to cotton,
In the end, oh, in the end, feed it to the kitty's mouth~"
The cat paw came down and stepped on Zhao Mingdeng.
Like toying with a mouse, it held him down but didn't kill him immediately, just watched him struggling.
